The vertical and horizontal sword qi raged in the air, and even the air was slashed and exploded!

The power of the two fights made many people retreat one after another, so as not to be affected by the pond fish, even if they retreated ten meters, everyone could still feel the horror from the momentum of the fight.

Every sword qi can cut through the steel plate, and even an armored car will be cut in half under this knife.

In the face of countless sword qi slashing, the weak martial artist couldn't help but cover his eyes, for fear that it would affect his body, but no matter how much the people around him were afraid of affecting him, under Ye Qiu's three loud shouts.

All sword qi was shattered.

A sword shadow unfolded in the sky, it started from Ye Qiu, and instantly rushed into the sky, the sword body was fused with true qi, and it conjured up an amazing sword qi dozens of meters long.

Even if it's a slash!

Like the fury of the sky, everyone only felt a black shadow rushing down, and they heard countless cracking sounds in their ears.

But he saw that the vertical and horizontal sword qi in the hands of the warrior of the Japanese Kingdom was shattered, and even the sword qi that he split out was cut off by Ye Qiu's long sword, turned into ownerless energy, and returned to heaven and earth.

At this time, Ye Qiu gave people a feeling, let you be as violent as a dragon, I will cut it with a sword!

Not to mention that the crazy attack of the Japanese samurai did not have any effect, but the invincible qi that he had cultivated before was cut off by Ye Qiu's sword, and his invincible confidence was shaken a little.

"It must have been the Kusanagi Sword that allowed him to exert such power. The Japanese warrior thought about it, he didn't believe that everything came entirely from Ye Qiu himself, it should be the weapon in his hand that was powerful.

The eyes of the Japanese samurai fell on the Kusanagi sword in Ye Qiu's hand again, and he decided that the sword in Ye Qiu's hand must be the lost artifact of his Japanese country.

Take it back, let me use it, wouldn't it be even more powerful!

The eyes of the Japanese samurai were full of greed, and the stronger Ye Qiu became, the more he felt that it was the credit of the Kusanagi Sword, and only the Kusanagi Sword could help a person improve such a strong strength.

Be sure to get your hands on it!

The Japanese samurai's eyes were like fire, he turned his knife up, and the ten swords were broken by Ye Qiu, and he used a thousand swords!

A thousand knife flow!

This is the strongest sword technique of the Japanese samurai, except for the person who created the thousand knife flow, no one will flow the thousand knife, only he broke through the realm with the knife technique, known as the first day of the Japanese sword school, young, sat quietly ten days before the dry mountain stone wall, and explored the key to the thousand knife flow.

As soon as a thousand knives flowed out, thousands of sword shadows traversed the void and turned into a huge sword wall, giving people a huge oppression.

Many of the people in the martial arts who watched the battle showed a look of shock, never thought that someone could use the sword technique to this extent, it was thousands of blades, even if it was condensed with true qi, it was scary enough.

Swinging the knife, a thousand knives were fired together, and thousands of knives were like flowing water, drawing waves, rolling towards Ye Qiu.

Roar!

Ye Qiu's expression was solemn, his eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a sense of danger.

The Japanese samurai made another move, and he made a killing move.

In Ye Qiu's eyes, the thousands of blades in front of him turned into endless streams of water, sweeping over, like a hideous beast, baring its fangs and swallowing everything in one gulp.

Alone against a thousand knives, Ye Qiu looked quite small.

The Japanese samurai's eyes were full of pride, and his mouth said, "Die." ”

Thousands of blades flooded Ye Qiu, rubbing and rubbing......

A steady stream of attacks on one point, wanting to chop Ye Qiu into meat puree.

People couldn't see it really, only from the previous time when the thousand knives had not fallen, they saw Ye Qiu's posture of carrying one hand and fighting the sword in one hand.

At this time, this figure disappeared, life and death were unknown, and it was completely overwhelmed by the endless attack.

"Ye Qiu, my Thousand Swords Flow is enough to resist the random blow of the Legendary Realm, you can be relieved to die under this kind of power, but it's a pity that I couldn't spare your life to Mr. Gu Shan, and I couldn't let him kill you with his own hands. ”

"But if I kill you, Mr. Taniyama won't say anything, as long as I give the Kusanagi Sword in your hand to the Imperial Family, everything I have done will be worth it. ”

The Japanese samurai's eyes flashed with madness and pride.

Thousand Sword Flow, every time he casts it, the consumption of true qi is not small, at this time there is a layer of true qi left in his body, although it is not to the point of losing all his strength, but fortunately, he killed Ye Qiu, as long as he gets the Kusanagi Sword, everything is worth it.

Step by step, the samurai of the Japanese country walked towards Ha Qiu, who was surrounded by the smoke of the attack, and the Kusanagi sword was about to arrive, and he told himself to be calm.

One step, two steps, three steps......

As soon as the Japanese samurai entered the range of smoke and dust, he suddenly frowned.

He saw not only smoke, but also a sudden rise of smoke.

This smoke didn't have any origin, it seemed to be left out of thin air, but it blocked the Japanese samurai's vision, and he couldn't see Ye Qiu's figure.

"Mist ......" The Japanese samurai's face quickly changed, and he suddenly remembered that the artifact Kusanagi Sword seemed to have the magical function of releasing mist.

Could it be that this mist came from the Kusanagi sword?

The samurai of the Japanese Kingdom suddenly realized that he despised Ye Qiu, and the appearance of the mist showed that Ye Qiu was not dead at all, but hid himself with the function of the Kusanagi Sword and confused him.

"Even if you don't die, you must be seriously injured, and this fog can't save you. The Japanese warrior's thoughts flashed, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel happy for the mist that Ye Qiu made, in this way, he killed Ye Qiu, even the people in the martial arts couldn't say anything, because no one really saw that he killed it.

Thinking like this, the Japanese samurai couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart, and soon, he restrained his smile and kept searching for Ye Qiu's shadow.

Outside of the fog, the people in the martial arts who were watching the battle were a little incomprehensible, they were surprised that there was a fog suddenly, it happened that on the battlefield where the two were fighting, Ye Qiu had not appeared since he was bombarded by the Japanese samurai's thousand swords, and now the fog appeared, which was even more confusing.

"Could it be that he felt something, and he didn't want Ye Qiu, a young martial artist, to fall, so the fog appeared to confuse the Japanese warriors!" someone spoke.

This only aroused the agreement of a small number of people, after all, what strange mist fell from the sky was a bit mysterious and mysterious, and many people thought that it should be Ye Qiu's means.

Maybe he was seriously injured to paralyze the other party and buy time for himself.

Someone came up with this idea, and it won the approval of most people.

"Hopefully he can defeat the Japanese samurai, although this hope is slim, but I prefer to believe in it. ”

In the fog, who is the prey and who is the hunter is unknown.

......

On the top of a mountain, there is an old man standing opposite the Qianzhen Daoist, and this old man is Gushan Baiyi.

"Qianzhen Daoist, you can't stop me, as long as you are negligent, I will definitely find Ye Qiu and kill him to vent my hatred for losing my beloved disciple. Gu Shan Baiyi seems to be smiling, but in fact, he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, cutting off life and death, and the killing opportunity is infinite.

This is a great master, an opponent that even Qianzhen Daoists should fear.

At this time, he was bent on killing Ye Qiu.

If you can block it, it's a moment, Qianzhen Taoist thought helplessly.

......

In the fog that everyone was waiting for, it was quiet for a long time, and there was no movement.

After hearing a sneering voice, I felt footsteps coming out.

A vague figure.

Everyone's eyes widened, and someone exclaimed, "It's Ye Qiu!"

Whether it is Huang Fujun or Feng Jian, Luo Yu and other ten lords, they all look at it and are shocked, what about the Japanese samurai!

Ye Qiu slowly retracted his sword, the mist dispersed in the wind, and after a while, everyone pointed to the figure kneeling there with a shocked face, losing his head, wasn't it the Japanese warrior who had been invincible before?

He's dead!

Thinking of the death of the Japanese samurai, the onlookers of the martial arts instantly burst into shocking cheers.

(End of chapter)