"The Ninth Sword!"

When Chen Yuan slashed out nine swords in a row, the entire shrine was silent.

The people of the shrine who were cheering constantly were all stunned at this time, looking at Chen Yuan with shocked eyes.

Nishijima Kishimoto trembled a little, and said in disbelief:

"This is impossible! Not only does he break the speed of sound, but even his body has reached such a state? And with the cultivation of his artistic conception, how can he hit so many times? How can his body withstand it?"

The speed of one-time breaking of sound, and the speed of continuous breaking of sound, these are two concepts.

A punch breaks the speed of sound, and the body breaks the speed of sound, these are two more concepts.

Just like a supersonic fighter, if after many supersonic speeds, the fuselage will be overloaded, and those special metals will not be able to support it.

And Nishijima Kishimoto's face also changed wildly at this time.

Even if you don't understand the Tao anymore, you can see a hint at this time, and as Honma is also beaten up again and again, he recondenses his body again and again.

The speed at which the black mist condensed his body was getting slower and slower, and by the ninth time, it took about five or six minutes to condense and form.

And the body of the ghost and god, which was originally extremely staring, had already shown a transparent state at this time.

You know, at the beginning, Honma also condensed his body, and it only took five or six seconds.

Obviously, this so-called immortality no longer exists at all.

After being beaten up in a row, his vitality was already greatly damaged, and when he couldn't reunite his soul body, it was time for him to perish.

Honma Yaga apparently noticed the problem as well, and let out a series of hysterical roars at this time.

He always wanted to fight back, but Chen Yuan's speed was too fast, and every time he just condensed his body, he was directly slashed by Chen Yuan with a sword.

Honma is also proficient in various Taoisms, and he has no chance to use them at all.

In front of Chen Yuan's thunderous sword, all the divine channel methods were in vain.

"How many swords can you carry me?" Chen Yuan looked at Honma coldly and added: "Just a ghost and god who builds a foundation, he dares to claim to be immortal and immortal?"

"Wait until I completely disperse you, and then capture your divine soul to sacrifice the spirit weapon, and see if you dare to shout like this. ”

When Honma heard this, an inexplicable fear rose in his heart, and he suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist and rushed towards the idol in the shrine.

As he burst back, he let out a furious roar:

"Give it to me, kill him for me!"

With the addition of Honma's name, everyone's face in the shrine changed.

But they still had to rush forward, because they also knew that if Honma also died, then they would definitely not survive, and it was very likely that they would be killed as sacrifices before Honma also died.

Suddenly, the entire shrine was boiling.

Countless figures suddenly appeared in all directions, and outside the shrine, which was originally only a dozen people, there were hundreds of people at this moment.

In addition to warriors, swordsmen, and ninjas, these people even included many startling warriors armed with advanced firearms.

Seeing the hundreds of people who suddenly appeared, Fukada Guxue couldn't help but change her face, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Yuan.

Honma Shrine has been on Kitajin Island for hundreds of years, and the power he controls is huge.

Dozens of swordsmen, holding samurai swords in both hands, kept pouring in from all directions.

Each of them had a serious expression, his eyes were like torches, and his actions were like the wind, and at a glance, he knew that he was an existence comparable to that of a martial artist with great internal qi.

Such characters, whether they are placed in the Xia Kingdom or the Wa Kingdom, are all the existence of one side.

Even the martial arts family Gong family can't take out many such strong people.

Honma Shrine has gathered so many people, it must have pressed the entire family base, and Beichen Island, whether it is the elite of martial arts, or the master of magic, and even the top modern special soldiers, all gather here.

Chen Yuan held a sword in one hand and carried it in the other, and his eyes were indifferent.

Today, he's going on a killing spree!

"Aha!"

With a burst of shouts, when these warrior swordsmen were still more than ten meters away from Chen Yuan, they jumped up violently and slashed down with their swords in the air.

Dozens of samurai long knives lit up in mid-air, like thunderbolts in the clear sky.

Although their cultivation is not particularly high, the power of so many people joining forces to cut it down should not be underestimated.

After all, each of them has internal qi, and even ordinary artistic conception masters are here, and they have to change color for it.

But how powerful is Chen Yuan? At this time, even if these people are all strong in artistic conception, to him, they are just like chickens and dogs.

I saw Chen Yuan holding a sword in his right hand, and with a swipe of his hand, a sword qi Changhong shot out in an instant.

The dozen or so warriors who rushed to the front were suddenly struck by lightning, and were suddenly crushed by the sky-rushing sword qi, and after the sword mangs crushed them, they continued to shoot towards the many warriors behind them, which was overwhelming.

"Kill!"

At this moment, behind them, more than twenty samurai jumped out again.

These more than 20 warriors drew their swords in unison and volleyed down, their swords like a swift wind and lightning momentum.

Whether they draw their swords, swing their swords, and finally split from the sky, it is as if they are shooting alone.

The samurai long knife made of hundreds of refined steel condensed the internal qi of perseverance, with bursts of whistling wind, and slashed at the sword at the same time.

"Bang dang. ”

Like the sound of steel colliding, these warriors were hit by the giant force level, and blood came out of their mouths, and many of them couldn't even bear it, and the long knives clenched in both hands also broke.

But they actually stopped Chen Yuan's casual blow, but only a dozen people in the front died.

"Huh?"

Chen Yuan was slightly surprised.

He thought that he could kill at least dozens or hundreds of people with a single sword.

But I didn't expect that these samurai swordsmen were proficient in combined attack techniques, so they actually carried it hard.

But he didn't care, it was just his next sword.

I saw Chen Yuan holding the sword light again, and pulled up an incomparably brilliant red ink sword in the air.

The sword slashed into the void and circled all the more than ten zhang in a radius.

The remaining twenty or so people couldn't bear it anymore at this time, and they were directly twisted to pieces by Chen Yuan's volley sword, and the blood turned into a mist and flew all over the sky.

This is the beginning, after Chen Yuan killed more than thirty people, dozens of swordsmen and warriors jumped out behind.

"Whoosh!"

When these people rushed up, the many sorcerers of the Honma Shrine who were standing behind them, under the leadership of Nishijima Kishimoto, did not stop, but began to seal and release spells at the same time.

The positions of these priests and onmyoji were very elaborate, separated from each other, as if they were in formation.

Their Taoism is in the same vein, and they are all the Taoist traditions handed down from Honma Shrine, and everyone cooperates with each other very tacitly.

Under the leadership of Nishijima Kishimoto, a golden thread was condensed on everyone's body, and these golden threads were linked into a formation, and one mana was transmitted from it and converged on the Nishijima Kishi itself, which was the leader.

An invisible tornado whirlwind instantly condensed and took shape behind Nishijima Kishimoto.

Huge mana fluctuations, like rough waves, surging on the surface of his body.

At this time, I saw that he took out a magic weapon in his hand, which was simple and old, and there were traces of time flowing on it.

It is made of bronze throughout, with a bronze flagpole underneath and a chess board on top.

This is the magic weapon that Honma also added to his body.,It's also the magic weapon of Honma Shrine.。

"Thousand Ghost Banner!"

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