"Jiuqin"

Mr. Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but think of his old enemy, the Japanese Sword Saint

"So, the three disciples of the Japanese Sword Saint were defeated by Ye Feng. Based on my understanding of the Japanese Sword Saint, he would definitely ask Ye Feng for this hatred." Old Master Zhao locked his eyebrows tightly.

The mind flows.

"Master, do you think Mr. Ye can defeat the Japanese Sword Saint?" Zhao Bing said uncertainly.

Back then, he witnessed the showdown between Mr. Zhao and the Japanese Sword Saint with his own eyes

To this day, the figure of the sword saint is still like a nightmare, imprinted in his heart.

"It's hard to say, but there is no doubt that Ye Feng is in a loss. After the three battles of Eri Haruna, Yamamoto Yuyou and Jiuqin, with the ability of the Japanese Sword Saint, he must have known Ye Feng as much as his master, and may even have come up with the idea of ​​dealing with Ye Feng.

This sword saint is not an exaggeration to overestimate his sword moves.”

Mr. Zhao's voice is low, "On the contrary, Ye Feng has very little knowledge of the Japanese Sword Saint. In addition, no one knows how powerful the Japanese Sword Saint has been in the past decade. Ye Feng is equivalent to facing a completely unknown one.

A terrible opponent in this life-and-death showdown may determine success or failure"

"Master, what should I do?" Zhao Bing's heart sank.

"In this battle, Huaxia Jiandao cannot afford to lose, so I have to do something for this kid Ye Feng," Mr. Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Master, you want it." Zhao Bing suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Before Ye Feng's duel with the Japanese Sword Saint, I will fight the Japanese Sword Saint again in my personal name. In the last game, I have lost once, and it's no big deal to lose again. Zhao Bing, remember, I want to make this battle

All the marks were imprinted and handed over to Ye Feng. This is what I can do for this kid in the end.” Mr. Zhao smiled and had decided.

"Master, you can't do this"

Zhao Bing knelt down beside Mr. Zhao, with blood in his pupils and a hoarse voice: "Master, you have finally recovered from martial arts and can't take risks anymore. If you have any accidents, what will the lady do in the future Mr. Ye will definitely feel guilty for this.

A lifetime of

Zhao Bing knew clearly that Mr. Zhao could not be the opponent of the Japanese Sword Saint.

This is totally going to die

"Hahahahaha, Zhao Bing, you have been by my side for decades. You know what I have to do since I have restored martial arts, so I have to do something. Since I still have the chance to fight this old friend, even if I die, I will die and then

As for Shuangyan, she has grown up and will be taken care of by Ye Feng in the future, and she will not suffer any loss.”

Mr. Zhao was determined and his blood was already boiling.

"master"

Zhao Bing still wanted to persuade him again, but was stopped by Mr. Zhao. "I have decided. As long as I, an immortal, can still do something for the Chinese swordsmanship, I will definitely be Zhao Bing. You have to do this.

Can't tell Ye Feng that this is an order, do you understand?

"Yes, Master"

Zhao Bing saluted a standard military salute to Mr. Zhao.

At this time, the Huawu Organization.

The White Tiger guarded the King of Hell and said happily, "Ye Feng is really powerful, and he destroyed Xuanyuan Hanhai with a God-killing Formation. Now the world's forces are moving, and some forces that are still hesitating have joined the camp against the hidden Xuanyuan family.

In this battle, Ye Feng won a great victory. It has been a long time since no one has defeated the Hidden Family to such an extent."

"The Yinshi Xuanyuan family is no longer a concern. What they want to think about is how to extinguish Ye Feng's anger and strive for peace and stability. Otherwise, those who wait for the Yinshi Xuanyuan family will completely withdraw from the historical stage." Mo Qingyan said.

"But I can't force the Yinshi Xuanyuan family too much. If you are anxious, you will jump over the wall. The elders of the Yinshi Xuanyuan family are not easy to mess with, especially the great elder Xuanyuan Yi. If it were them

If you really completely tear your face, it will be a crisis for China." The King of Hell's face was solemn.

This time, although Ye Feng forced the Yinshi Xuanyuan family to a desperate situation, the Yinshi Xuanyuan family's foundation is still there, and the true peak combat power is still there

Once these people launch a retaliatory attack, Ye Feng may not be able to block it.

"You have been worried that Ye Feng is now the hope of the Chinese swordsmanship. Before Ye Feng and the Japanese swordsmanship split the victory or defeat, the hidden Xuanyuan family could not completely turn against Ye Feng, and he would definitely make the most correct decision.

Even if we choose to take a step back, we will still be afraid of the hidden Xuanyuan family.”

"If he really dares to jump out, he will be destroyed."

The King of Hell shook his head, and did not continue the topic, and said in a deep voice, "Single, is there any news for the Supreme Guardian? Thirteen days later, the duel between Ye Feng and the Japanese Sword Saint on the top of Hengshan is about to begin. According to the news I have obtained,

This time, not only the Japanese Sword Saints Association came, but other forces would also be present."

"No, the Supreme Guardian has always been the dragon who sees the head but not the tail, but I believe that if he is needed, he will definitely appear. As for the people coming from Japan, we must be well prepared and not let anyone interfere with Ye Feng.

This battle with the Japanese Sword Saint." Mo Qingyan said in a deep voice.

On the other side of the ocean, Japan, Sword Hall.

A group of disciples from the Sword Hall were worried and were waiting for news from China.

"Senior Brother Jiuqin is the hope of our Japanese swordsmanship. He also has the Ghost Cutting Sword. He will not be defeated by Ye Feng. I believe that the news will soon be heard that Senior Brother Jiuqin will defeat the Chinese swordsmanship."

"It must be like this Ye Feng, how can he compare with Senior Brother Jiuqin to discuss the humiliation that Ye Feng has given us in Japan's swordsmanship these days. It's time to go back."

"Senior Brother Jiuqin said that he would cut Ye Feng's head off and take it back to Japan."

"Hahahahaha, you are really whimsical and tell you that the Hope Jiuqin of the Japanese Swordsman has been killed by Mr. Ye."

That's when

Song Xingyun's voice sounded.

Song Xingyun wore a white dress and stepped into the sword hall again, more arrogant and more confident than the last time

"You actually dare to come to my Japan Sword Hall to be presumptuous"

"What are you talking about just now? How could Senior Brother Jiuqin be killed?"

"Young Master Ye said it is true. The Japanese swordsmanship has long been corrupted, and there is no courage to connect to failure." Song Xingyun stood up, raised his head, waved his hand, and Jiuqin's body without a head fell on the sword hall.

There was a bang.

Seeing Jiuqin's cold headless body and the dense sword marks on her body,

The disciples of the Sword Hall kept trembling and were extremely frightened.

Their senior brothers looked up to them, the hope and future of Japan's kendo,
Chapter completed!