Off the coast of the island nation, on an unnamed island, fighting is on the verge of breaking out.

Mo Changsheng lazily looked at Tojo Ichiman and Fujiwara Konosuke who were muttering, and let them discuss how to deal with him there.

Suddenly, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, because he had sensed that the lobster had arrived nearby, and without his approval, he could not imagine a ship leaving here!

On the other side, Tojo Iwanwan and Fujiwara Konosuke also discussed everything, and seeing that Mo Changsheng didn't notice them, the two glanced at each other, and started acting at the same time with a very tacit understanding.

I saw that Fujiwara Konosuke's figure suddenly became illusory, and then disappeared in place, and the remnants of the Fujiwara family who were originally guarding him also disappeared at the same time, and at the same time, Tojo Ichiwan suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, pulled out the demon knife and rushed towards Mo Changsheng frantically.

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa?!"

Mo Changsheng looked at Tojo Ten Thousand who was covered in blood mist with a little surprise, and couldn't help muttering.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa is a life-fighting secret method that Mo Changsheng had heard of in his previous life, and he even exchanged the elixir for the fragments of this secret method, so even if he has not cultivated this secret method, he has not seen others use this secret method, but he is no stranger to this secret method.

Tojo Ichiman's state at this time is too similar to the legendary Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, not only is there a blood mist coming out of all the pores of his body, but the state of the whole person is also very wrong, and the most important thing is that his strength has skyrocketed many times again!

You must know that he had already used the demon knife to use the secret method to stimulate his potential before, and he had also been hit hard, but now, he actually broke out again, and it was even more exaggerated than before, except for the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, Mo Changsheng couldn't think of any other possibilities.

Mo Changsheng sensed it carefully, and found that Tojo Ichiwan's cultivation at this time had actually advanced to the realm of the true and true fake pill, although it was only the lowest level of the fake pill, but the fake pill was the fake pill, and the so-called foundation building great consummation, the so-called peak of divine forbearance was not at the same level, this kind of strength, even Mo Changsheng had to be careful.

Looking at the blood-colored phantoms floating in the air, Mo Changsheng did not rush to make a move, but turned his head to look not far to the left, where the figures of Fujiwara Konosuke and others were slowly emerging.

After everyone in the Fujiwara family appeared, they all gathered silently in a group, and Fujiwara Konosuke was firmly protected in the middle.

Those guys were very tightly defended, and even Mo Changsheng's vision was blocked, however, Mo Changsheng could easily see everything clearly just by spreading his divine sense.

In the middle of the crowd, Fujiwara Konosuke was frantically making seals. In front of him lay seven very old-looking clay pots, carved with dense and mysterious runic patterns.

Mo Changsheng sensed a trace of soul energy from these clay pots, and as Fujiwara Konosuke's seal became more and more visible.

Seeing this scene, he immediately understood the plans of these guys, obviously, they wanted Tojo Ichiwan to drag him down, and then Fujiwara Konosuke used some secret method to kill him.

"Hehe, the plan is quite good!" Mo Changsheng snorted mockingly, and pouted: "But it's really weird, why did this guy suddenly become so selfless?"

He was referring to Tojo 10,000. As far as he knew, no matter who it was, once the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa was used, then the end of the spell caster would be extremely miserable, all his skills would be lost, and it would be light to become a waste, and in most cases, there would be only one way to die.

Based on what he had just seen, it was impossible for Tojo Ichiwan to use such a secret method to fight him desperately.

Thinking of this, Mo Changsheng couldn't help but cover his divine sense with all his strength to Tojo 10,000, and then he suddenly laughed with a big understanding: "I see! It was not himself who the Heavenly Demon disintegrated, but his demon sword!"

"Hehe, no matter what the rest, this guy is really a talent in this regard!" Mo Changsheng chuckled and looked at Tojo Ten Thousand who flashed wildly around him, first praised softly, and then, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and said coldly: "It's a pity, this strength is still an ant in front of me!"

As soon as the words fell, a demon knife that exuded an incomparably violent bloody aura slashed above his head, and at the same time, Tojo Ichiwan's dry and hoarse voice also sounded above his head:

"Baga! You still dare to say that I am an ant?! Arrogant and arrogant Chinese, let me die! Butcher's knife * mystery * sacrifice yourself to slash it!"

In desperation, Tojo Ichiwan's knife was extremely domineering, and before the knife arrived, the sword wind had already cut a slender crack on the ground, and even because the knife speed was too fast, a piercing air explosion sounded in the air.

However, although Tojo Ichiwan shouted loudly, he knew very well that Mo Changsheng's strength was far superior to him, and it was impossible for him to kill his opponent with this sword.

But in his mind, even if this knife couldn't kill Mo Changsheng, it could still hurt the other party, but the next moment, Tojo Ten Thousand was stupid.

Mo Changsheng firmly pinched Tojo 10,000's demon knife with his right hand, his face was still with that indifferent expression, looking at the other party's ghost-like appearance, he couldn't help but laugh softly: "What? I said that you are an ant, are you very unhappy? What about now? Do you have any opinions?"

It wasn't just Tojo 10,000 who was stupid, not far away, Fujiwara Ghost, Fujiwara Ryosuke and others were also completely stunned, they looked at everything in front of them dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their own eyes at all.

"How... How... How is it possible?!" Tojo Ichiwan stammered out a sentence, and then screamed hysterically as if crazy: "This is impossible?!How can you be so strong?!This is not true, this is all an illusion!

"Ding!"

Mo Changsheng pursed his lips, his right hand folded violently, and with his terrifying power, he directly broke Tojo 10,000's demon sword into two pieces!

"What about now, is it still an illusion?" Mo Changsheng sneered sarcastically, too lazy to entangle with Tojo 10,000 again, his figure flashed, flashed directly to Tojo 10,000, and before the other party reacted, he punched him hard in the heart: "Zhu Rong Secret Fist * Ben Lei!"

The roar like muffled thunder exploded out of thin air, and Tojo Ichiwan's body flew out as if it had been hit by an ancient beast, with a violent sound of breaking the air, and the direction in which he flew was towards everyone in the Fujiwara family.

"Stop him!" Fujiwara Ghost roared angrily and pounced desperately: "Don't let him interfere with the Ancestor casting spells!"

Fujiwara Ryosuke and the others woke up like a dream, and they all rushed up with red eyes, but before they could make a move, Tojo Ichiwan's body exploded with a bang and exploded in the air!

(End of chapter)