Chapter 978 A Cloud of Masters

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"Captain Fujita, don't bully others too much!" Long Xiaoyun said angrily, with pimples forming on his beautiful eyebrows.

"You beat me as a kamikaze warrior in my Japanese territory, and you dare to say that I bullied others too much? Is this how your leader taught you how to behave? Besides, what happened to me that I bullied others too much? How dare you come to me? In Japan, you must be prepared to fall!" Fujita Masao said with murderous intent, as strong as a wild dragon, and his voice was cold and emotionless.

Boom!

He walked step by step, walking like a dragon or a tiger, which was breathtaking. The whole land was trembling. The big sword behind him vibrated violently, and the killing energy surged out like a tide.

This was an executioner walking out of the killing field, his hands stained with the blood of countless creatures.

He had already had murderous intentions and let Sima Xuankong perish.

This young martial arts prodigy, with his unparalleled talent and unlimited potential, made him fearful. When he truly grew up, he would become a powerful enemy of Kamikaze. Why not strangle him in the cradle to avoid future troubles.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Sima Xuankong glared angrily, and the ice spear in his hand shook violently. Suddenly, the cold air was like a tide, raging in all directions, clicking, the void froze, and the land was frozen.

His Taoist heart is as stable as a rock, his will is as indestructible as steel, and he is so decisive in killing that he can even bear the weight of Mount Tai without changing his expression.

"You are so arrogant!" Fujita Masao shouted angrily, his tiger body shook violently, and a terrifying aura burst out.

Clang, Clang!

Behind him, a big knife and a giant sword flew out suddenly, piercing the sky, and the cold light shone in the sky.

On the broadsword and giant sword, streaks of blood loomed, spitting out uncertainly, with a strong smell of blood, and murderous intent like a cold wave, as if thousands of creatures were struggling, blood turned into a sea, and the whole world turned into a hell of Shura.

For a moment, all the onlookers were in shock, their bodies were trembling, and even their souls were throbbing.

"cut!"

One sword after another quickly fell into the hands of Fujita Masao, and his whole body seemed to turn into a killing machine, slashing at Sima Xuankong.

The sword is named Onikiri, and the sword is named Onimaru. They are both famous life-killing weapons in Japan.

He slashed out with his sword,

The blade of the blade shook violently, and a scarlet blade that was about ten feet long, like a bloody divine dragon, surged out from the blade, tearing the sky, shattering the void, and struck Sima Xuankong head-on.

Clang!

The sword force continued to slash down, and another sword beam emerged from the blade, which was stronger than the first sword beam and was three feet long.

Clang!

Then came the third sword, which was even more terrifying, reaching ten feet in length, like a heavenly sword, extremely sharp.

And this is not over yet. Next, two more swords surged out, with lengths reaching fifty feet and one hundred feet respectively. Their power increased almost geometrically.

"Five levels of flying to the sky, it's simply too terrifying!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked horrified.

Ye Tian once met a master who was capable of three-fold flying attacks in the North Pole. He was completely different from Fujita Masao's five-fold flying attacks. They were not on the same level at all.

Feitian is a swordsmanship school in Japan. Its full name is Feitian Yushou Style. The founder of the sect is a swordsman who created the original swordsmanship "Feitian Nine-Level Slash".

As the name suggests, the Feitian Nine-Level Slash can create nine swords with one sword, each one more powerful than the last. It cuts the sky one level at a time. It has the power to split mountains, cut mountains, and cut rivers.

It's a pity that after creating the Sword Saint Patriarch, he was the most outstanding disciple of the Feitian Sword Style. He could only slash seven times with one sword and only mastered the seven-fold Feitian Slash.

Fujita Masao's swordsmanship is inherited from the Hiten sword style. Being able to cut five times with one sword is very rare.

However, some people can see that he did not use his full strength with this sword.

Sima Xuankong's expression was slightly solemn, but he was not timid.

He held the ice war spear tightly with both hands, mana surged all over his body, poured into the war spear, and then thrust out with a spear.

Immediately, a ray of energy containing the icy cold energy of the lunar sky burst out, nearly a hundred feet long, parting the earth, piercing the sky, revealing a dark space passage, and instantly came into contact with Fujita Masao's sword.

Boom! Boom! …

Hearing earth-shaking loud noises, Sima Xuankong's 100-foot-long divine light was not unsharp, but it only smashed four swords, and then they were exhausted and died together.

But this has shocked many people.

Among the onlookers in the field were many masters and even masters. Claiming to have broken through the triple sword gang was already the limit.

Even Fujita Masao had a look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that Sima Xuankong was so powerful that he could break his four-level sword.

At the moment of lightning, Liang Fei threw an ice spear, but it was useless. It was shattered before he even got close to the sword.

The fourth sword gang is a hundred feet long, and its power is equivalent to the sum of the first four sword gangs, enough to cut a mountain in half.

Bang!

The ice war spear in Sima Xuankong's hand instantly shattered, blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, and blood also overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Under the tyrannical pressure, the energy in his body was disordered, and the shield of Gang Qi lingering outside his body also collapsed, becoming useless.

This last sword was too powerful, almost divine, and he couldn't compete with it.

"Young man, if you can break my four-fold sword, you will be proud even if you die. If you are reincarnated in our country of Japan in the next life, you will definitely have a place in our Kamikaze Sentai." Masao Fujita said with a sinister smile. .

The real battle between the Young Demon King and Anbei Shengming has not yet begun, but the "appetizer" before the battle is already very shocking and full of attractions.

Clang!

The hundred-foot sword was as bright as a heavenly sword, and it was about to strike Sima Xuankong's head and take away the life of a genius.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred among the lightning and flint.

boom!

The void shook violently, and a dragon-shaped fist seal dominated the world and came across the sky. Fujita Masao's hundred-foot sword was like fragile glass, shattered in an instant.

The demon knife in Fujita Masao's hand almost collapsed, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood started to flow.

"Who is it?" Fujita Masao roared.

All the onlookers were also surprised and looked incredulous.

Who was taking action to break Fujita Masao's dominating blow?

"Captain of the Kamikaze Sentai, you have so much courage to attack a junior. Do you think that back then, even though Dairo Tanimoto was very shameless, he at least wanted a little face. You don't even have a bit of face. The world is declining. The Kamikaze is really getting worse from generation to generation."

Accompanied by an old voice, an old man descended from the sky, holding a dragon spear in his hand.

boom!

The terrifying pressure dropped, like a deep ocean, giving people an endless sense of oppression, as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, making people breathless.

Thump thump!

People kept collapsing or kneeling down, facing the old man directly, as if they were facing a god.

"Old General Xiao!" Long Xiaoyun said in surprise.

The old man nodded slightly.

Xiao Qingtian, the old leader and captain of the Long Guard, is here.

"Xiao Qingtian, is it you? How dare you come to Japan?" Masao Fujita roared, his eyes almost blazing with anger.

This is an eternal enemy. Kamikaze's old captain, Tanimoto Tairo, died at the hands of Xiao Qingtian, and the hatred is irreconcilable.

"The world is so big, where can't I go?" Xiao Qingtian said lightly, his body shook and he fell steadily into the field. The pressure on him also subsided, and the onlookers felt better.

There was no way Masao Fujita could compete with this veteran in the divine realm. His teeth were itching with anger, and the big sword in his hand was buzzing, but he did not dare to strike because he knew it would be useless.

"Abe Tenjin, I have a big enemy in Japan right now. Why don't we join forces and get rid of him first, and then kill the young demon king soon." Fujita Masao shamelessly shouted to Abe Seiaki.

However, Anbei Shengming ignored him and continued to meditate peacefully.

How difficult it is to kill a god. If Xiao Qingtian insists on escaping, even if Anbei Shengming takes action, he may not be able to kill him.

Therefore, Xiao Qingtian will be confident.

And Anbei Shengming's real opponent is Ye Tian. He is not completely sure, and it is impossible to waste his combat power to deal with Xiao Qingtian with Fujita Masao.

However, Anbei Shengming did not give him any face, but his descendants showed up.

"Old Master Xiao, today's home field is my ancestor Sheng Ming and the young devil king. You arrived in a grand manner, overwhelming the whole audience, and taking over the host. Is it really appropriate?"

Accompanied by a man's voice, a group of people came over.

Immediately, the crowd retreated on both sides to make way.

Among this group of people, there was one man who was extremely eye-catching and could be said to stand out from the crowd.

This is a giant man of steel, nearly three meters tall, with muscles as big as a dragon and muscles like a dragon. When he walks, his body is like a magic mountain, emitting monstrous fluctuations, as if his body alone can crush the world.

His eyes were empty and there was no expression on his face, giving him a mechanical feel.

Some people in the sect can recognize it. This is a war puppet. It has no thoughts and is born purely for fighting.

Seeing this war puppet, even Xiao Qingtian was slightly moved.

He had known about this war puppet, the Golden-armored Corpse King, for a long time, and had even fought against him.

At that time, his combat power was only comparable to that of the Golden Armored Corpse King. Otherwise, how could the Golden Armored Corpse King survive until now, and even the Xiangxi Corpse Exorcism Sect would have to be destroyed.

This golden-armored corpse king is also tenacious. Not only did he survive in Xiao Qingtian's hands, he was not killed even by Longhu Mountain's Mountain-Suppressing Thunder Seal. In Ye Tian's hands, he also survived and was a blessing in disguise. Now living in Japan, he is still living tenaciously.

After decades, I saw the Golden Armored Corpse King again. Xiao Qingtian achieved the divine realm, and the Golden Armored Corpse King also returned to the realm of the Martial Saint.

If the two of them fight again, Xiao Qingtian is sure to win.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a group of people came to the venue, and the person speaking was none other than the current head of the Amber family, Amber Longyi. There was also a young and beautiful woman standing next to him, it was his daughter Amber Meji.

In addition to the servants of the Anbe family, they were also walking with some masters from the Rakshasa Ninja Village. One of them was a very majestic old man with a burning gaze and a dragon-like momentum. He was the head of the Rakshasa Ninja Village, Miyamoto. Kazuo, a quasi-nin saint. There is also a beautiful girl in yellow, her granddaughter Miyamoto Ziyue.

Ye Tian killed Miyamoto Ziyue's father, Miyamoto Cang, and formed a huge feud with the Rakshasa Ninja Village.

These people came with such force that the atmosphere in the venue was extremely depressed for a while.

Fujita Masao is a quasi-god realm, Miyamoto Kazuo is a quasi-nin saint, Anbei Ryuuichi also has a cultivation level close to the quasi-god realm, plus the golden-armored corpse king of the martial saint realm, the momentum in the field suddenly It was reversed, and Xiao Qingtian was pushed back.

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