The small boat quickly rowed through the water and sailed towards Ye Cuo, several people on the boat, all of whom were from the Japanese country, and said loudly: "Mr. Ye, this demon knife village is the national treasure of our Japanese country, no matter whether this battle is won or lost, it has nothing to do with the demon knife village, please leave the demon knife village behind." 81?Chinese.com?(一)(一).(一)8?"

These Japanese people, standing at the bow of the boat, no matter how the boat moves on the river, they don't shake for half a minute, and from the point of view of their figures, they are all first-class masters, but they are not on the god list, and they are ashes after all.

Several people felt very stressed in front of Ye Cuo.

Ye Cuo pinched the knife with two fingers, dangling it in his hand, like pinching a child's toy, he sneered: "Let me leave the things, you are also worthy?"

The cold sweat on the foreheads of those few Japanese people came down, and said: "Mr. Ye, this is a joint order from His Majesty the Emperor and the Prime Minister, before we go abroad, the Japanese government gave a death order, no matter whether it wins or loses, the Demon Sword Village must be the Japanese government!"

"All right, let them come to me and give this command. Ye Cuo said lightly.

Those few Japanese people have been completely sweating like rain.

The master of the god list level is on an equal footing with the leader of the country, and he is also the leader of a big country, the leader of a small country, and people don't pay attention to you at all.

After all, there are many countries in the world, and there are only dozens of god lists.

The leaders of the Wa State can't even order the gods of their own country, they can only invite, let alone the gods of China.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Wa Kingdom dared to come and order Ye Cuo, and Ye Cuo dared to kill him directly.

The Japanese people glanced at each other, and their eyes were full of embarrassment and entanglement.

One of them said: "Mr. Ye, please seriously consider it, this demon sword village is our national treasure, if the national treasure is lost abroad, it may cause unnecessary diplomatic disputes, and our government may lodge a protest with the leaders of Huaxia." ”

Ye glanced at him and said, "Are you threatening me?"

The faces of several Japanese people changed, and they were as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them, and they were frightened.

One of them said stubbornly: "Just think about it, after all, this is a matter between two countries, and if it really needs to be resolved by the country's leaders in the end, it may not be a good result for you." ”

Ye Cuo sneered: "With your words, I can kill you!"

Ye Cuo raised his hand and flicked it, and a golden light, as usual, slid across the river, bringing up a monstrous wave, leaving a white tail more than 100 meters long in the void, and flew towards the small boat that several Japanese people were riding.

The Japanese people roared in horror, and several of them drew their weapons together, preparing to work together to resist Ye Cuo's blow.

However, before this blow reached the bow of the ship, the steel structure of the hull was already overwhelmed and collapsed directly.

"The attack of the god list can't be hard-connected, flash-fast. A Japanese man's face changed, knowing that he had overestimated his strength, he quickly withdrew his resistance, and several people jumped into the river together.

The golden light was like a sharp blade, directly splitting the steel boat from the middle, and then made a strange bend, attacking towards the hard-mouthed Japanese man just now.

The man yelled in horror, but he didn't expect to jump into the water, but he still couldn't dodge the blow.

He jerked out his katana and let out a loud shout, the sword light filled like a tide, forming a thick layer of air flow on his body, separating the river.

This is to prepare to defend with all your strength and resist Ye Cuo's blow.

The rest of the people also drew their katana together, and several people made a move together.

The sword light was several zhang long, and with a slash in the wind, a large piece of sword light was condensed, like a match, and the Milky Way fell straight down for nine days, slashing down blatantly, and slashing at the golden light that Ye Co bounced out.

Thundered!

Several people were cut in half together, and the katana in his hand was directly broken in half, and the hard-mouthed Japanese man, the katana in his hand, like a banana, was directly cut off crisply, and a golden light directly pierced his head and shot out from the back of his head.

Bright red blood stained the surface of the river.

A master at the peak of a great grandmaster was killed by Ye Cuo's flick so silently, and it was still under the resistance of several people.

It's too strong!

In the hearts of all the people, they gasped.

If you say kill, you will kill, life and death are from the heart, this is the power of the god list.

Horror, it's terrifying!

Isn't this feeling of controlling life and death the most envied by all martial artists?

There was a burst of cheers on the riverside.

When Ye Cuo and Kitagawa Ichiro fought, they were both god lists, although the fight was earth-shattering, but everyone still couldn't feel the gap, at this time, seeing Ye Cuo's easy second kill of the master of the peak level of the great master, everyone finally understood how wide the gap between themselves and the god list was.

The few Japanese people who did not die, the katana in their hands were shattered, and they looked down at their hands, both hands were bloody and blurred, and bones were exposed in some places.

"Mr. Ye, please stop being angry!" A few Japanese people are honest now, and they no longer have the tough attitude just now.

Hiraoka Ojiro, at this time, hurriedly took a small wooden boat and arrived at the center of the river.

He opened his mouth to shout Ye Cuo, but one last glance at Jiang Xin's corpse, he finally held back and changed his words: "Ye ...... Mr. Ye, this demon sword Muramasa was given to me by His Majesty the Emperor, can you please return it to the Japanese government.

Although my master has been defeated in your hands, he is also a master at the god list level after all, and the god list cannot be disgraced, this demon knife village is a relic of his old man, and I ask Mr. Ye to return it. ”

Ye Cuo sneered and said, "What taught you to be polite?"

Hiraoka Ojiro blushed.

What taught him to be polite, and in addition to absolute strength, what else could teach this kind of person to be polite?

Hiraoka Ojiro felt humiliated, but the other party was a god list, and Hiraoka Ojiro knew that the other party wanted to kill himself, as simple as crushing an ant to death.

"It's your strength. Hiraoka Ojiro could only bow his head and grit his teeth.

"Well, that's good. I originally thought that the people of your country were impossible to be indoctrinated, and they were born barbaric and did not know how to be polite, but I didn't expect that the children could be taught, in this case, this knife will be returned to you. Ye said wrongly.

Although Ojiro Hiraoka felt ashamed in his heart, he couldn't help but be overjoyed to be able to get back the demon knife Muramasa: "Thank you, Mr. Ye." ”

He said in his heart: "Take back the demon knife, and all hope will still be there." Today's war, when I return home, will be a shameful battle to inspire future generations. In the future, there will always be someone in my country who can break through the god list, and once he breaks through, he will hold a demon knife in his hand, slaughter your Huaxia people, and wash away today's shame!"

At the top of the Pearl Tower, the old man frowned: "Could it be that this demon knife really has to be returned to the Japanese people?"

Feng Buyu also frowned, but still said: "This is Ye Cuo's trophy, he has the power to execute." ”

On the river, Ye Cuo held the knife in his left hand, and the middle finger of his right hand flicked on the side of the blade, and with a clang, the demon knife village was flying towards Ojiro Hiraoka.

Hiraoka Ojiro stretched out his hand to take the flying demon knife, his heart was overjoyed, and he was about to speak to Ye Cuo, when suddenly, the demon knife let out a wail, and from the place where Ye Cuo's finger flicked, it snapped and broke.

(End of chapter)