Chapter 994 Return of the Old Sword Saint

I don't know who made this shocking sword, which penetrated the void thousands of feet, split hundreds of giant waves, cut a big crack hundreds of feet wide, and saved everyone.

"Who did it?"

"Who made this knife?"

…

Everyone was stunned and looked around, trying to find a figure.

"The sword gang that is ten thousand feet long, this is impossible, it is the flying nine-layer slash of my Feitian style ancestor. According to the records, the sword gang can only extend three thousand feet at most, which is a long way off. Whose sword technique is so powerful , far superior to the sword skills of my flying sword style?" Yasuhiro Ishino said to himself, in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.

Although Feitian Nine-fold Slash is not the best swordsmanship in the world, it is one of the swordsmanship at the top of the pyramid. Even if there are outstanding ones, there cannot be too much difference. Now Feitian's ninth-level swordsmanship was crushed, that's why he was so surprised.

"Did such a shocking sword strike be carried out by an Earth Immortal?" Xiao Qingtian was also stunned, his scalp was numb and he had goosebumps all over his body.

He boasted that if he faced this shocking sword, there would be no chance of survival. The gap was too big.

"Grandpa, why is this sword technique similar to our Rakshasa's sword technique?" Miyamoto Ziyue looked confused and asked her grandfather.

"Did you also see it?" Kazuo Miyamoto asked in surprise.

"Could it be? It couldn't be...?"

Suddenly, he trembled, his body moved suddenly, and he flew into the sky, looking in the direction of the sword.

In the void, Dongfang He and Ogris were also shocked by this shocking sword. They both turned around and looked straight in one direction. Although the distance was a bit far, they could still clearly see a figure by using their eyesight.

On the top of a mountain, an old man was wearing an ancient Taoist robe, standing with his hands behind his back. His eyes were like two cold stars, hollow and deep. His whole spirit seemed to be integrated into the world. Man was in harmony with heaven and earth, and with Tao. , even if he was motionless, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, making his thin body look as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea.

A large knife was carried on his back, with a section of the handle exposed, and wisps of murderous intent spilled out, converging into streaks of blood that lingered outside his body, eerie and terrifying.

There is no doubt that this is a peerless and ferocious weapon.

And this old man's hands must be stained with the blood of countless creatures.

"It's him? This is impossible? Isn't he dead?" Dongfang He's pupils suddenly shrank, recognizing the old man.

"Ancestor, is it really you?"

Kazuo Miyamoto jumped into the air and suddenly became sad when he saw the old man. His voice was choked with sobs because he was so excited.

This old man is none other than Taro Miyamoto, the old swordsman of the Miyamoto family and the founder of the Rakshasa Ninja Village.

This is a truly old stone-like figure who is still alive, which is unbelievable.

A hundred years ago, he had an earth-shattering battle with Wan Gui, the sword sage of our country, but unfortunately he lost in the end.

Miyamoto Kazuo met this ancestor when he was a child and left some memories.

At that time, Taro Miyamoto was already on the verge of his death. He was at the end of his divine realm and could not go any further. There was not much time left. Instead of waiting for death, he traveled around the world in the hope of getting some kind of opportunity, which never happened again.

He is a year older than Dongfang He and Anbei Shengming. Based on his age, he should have died long ago.

A damned person appears alive. There is only one possibility, that is, he traveled around the world to find some kind of opportunity, so that his life can be continued.

"It turns out to be him, no wonder, no wonder!" Ishino Yasuhiro suddenly felt relieved.

Taro Miyamoto was a swordsman a hundred years ago, so he was not surprised at all when he made such a shocking strike.

There was a dead silence in the whole place at first, then gradually there was discussion, and finally the whole place was in an uproar.

Of course, the onlookers in Japan were in an uproar. The old Sword Saint had returned, and Japan had another patron saint. They were proud of it and could not hide their excitement for a while.

As for the spectators from China, all their faces were ashen, and a touch of fear weighed on their hearts, which was horrifying and extremely heavy.

The existence of Taro Miyamoto has stabilized Dongfang He!

At this time, in the void, the aura of great destruction disappeared, and the figure of a young man was already visible to everyone. But Anbei Shengming's figure was not there. He didn't know whether he was beaten away or simply disappeared into ashes.

Taro Miyamoto stood on the top of the mountain, motionless, his eyes looking towards the sky, fixed on the young man's figure. He paid no attention to the crowd on the ground, even if his juniors were calling him.

Fortunately, he had no intention of taking action immediately.

Swish, brush, brush!

The eyes also raised one after another, looking at the young figure high in the sky.

This big collision was really tragic. Although Ye Tian won, he also suffered heavy losses. The thunder suit on his body was smashed, exposing his bronze skin, his thunder wings were broken into several pieces, a corner of the Yuanci Great Seal was broken, and there were several cracks. His face was pale, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. His body was shaky and he felt like he was losing his strength.

Earth Immortal Black Gold Talisman, Earth Immortal strikes, what a destructive power it is. If it weren't for the Yuanci Great Seal that resisted part of the energy on his behalf and wore the thunder suit, it's unknown whether he could still be standing here.

He had just taken several pills, which were replenishing his blood, and his physical wounds were healing rapidly.

There are also streaks of thunder lingering outside his body, divided into five colors, representing the five kinds of divine thunder, and he is actually repairing the thunder suit.

This is the thunder energy in the Thunder Spirit Fruit being extracted.

He brought five thunder spirit fruits with him, which contained a large amount of thunder energy. He originally wanted to use them as magic weapons, but he didn't expect to use them like this.

As the injury healed, his aura was also increasing.

"He is dying. Let's all take action together and kill him! We can't give him time to recover from his injuries."

I don't know who suddenly shouted, causing a commotion in the crowd, and the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Whoosh!

A beautiful figure rose into the sky, holding a shikigami compass in its hand, and struck Ye Tian suddenly.

"You actually killed Ancestor Shengming, go to hell! Our Anbei family is at odds with you!" Anbei Meiji roared angrily, her eyes turning red.

"How dare you!" Mengyao scolded.

Clang!

The purple lightning Yin thunder knife in her hand slashed out fiercely, and a bright sword roared out, thunder light surged, and wisps of lightning were intertwined with it, which was extremely terrifying.

Bang!

The sword struck the Shikishen compass and chopped off the compass.

"Young Demon King, take your life! Go!" Anbeilong shouted, opened his mouth and vomited suddenly, a streak of blood burst out of the air, and transformed into a dog-headed monster in the void, two meters tall, with a forehead He has two horns, carries a steel fork, and wears a black and white yin-yang robe. He is majestic and fierce.

It is his natal shikigami, Inuki!

"die!"

The red flame halberd in Zhao Tianlong's hand stabbed fiercely, bringing out a ten-foot-long flaming light that passed through the air. It pierced through Anbei Longyi's Inuki Shikigami and shattered it with a bang. . (To be continued)