The heads fell on the top of Hengshan Mountain. From the face, we can see that these are all Japanese people.

This man died in a very miserable way, his eyes protruding, full of horror.

Looking at these heads, even the Japanese sword saint changed his face. He clenched his fists, and blue veins crawled on his face. His murderous intent towards Ye Feng became more and more intense in his eyes.

A group of disciples from the Sword Hall felt a chill in their hearts, and a hint of fear surged from the depths of their souls

The Japanese warriors and ninjas also had frost on their faces, and their eyes looked at Ye Feng with extremely bad looks.

Nothing else,

These heads are theirs

"What does Mr. Ye mean?" The Japanese sword saint Uehara Quan forced himself to suppress his murderous intent, and wisps of terrifying pressure rushed towards Ye Feng like a tide.

"Sword Saint, what do I mean? You probably know it all. These people are all undercover and spies who are placed in our China in the Sword Hall, Martial Arts Club, and Ninja Clan. The purpose is to steal China's information and

I'll kill them one by one, Sword Saint probably won't mind it."

Ye Feng sneered, and glanced at the heads of the four hidden families at the same time.

These undercover spies have more or less connections with the Hidden Family.

Feeling Ye Feng's eyes with warning and threat, the heads of the four hidden families sank their hearts, straightened their bodies, and cold sweat fell on their backs.

At this moment, the pressure Ye Feng gave them was too strong

Let them feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

"Nothing nonsense, do you have any evidence?" The muscles on the face of the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi twisted, his tone was cold.

These people,

However, the chess pieces they had laid out for several years before they had been planted in China are now completely destroyed.

This is undoubtedly a huge loss for Japan.

"Evidence, I naturally have these people who have told many secrets before they die. Does Lord Sword Saint really want to hear it?" Ye Feng sneered, not afraid of the other party's pressure at all.

"I will come to you sooner or later when I have enough of this matter. I will ask the Huawu Organization for an explanation, but today is the day of your duel, and I will not care about these matters for the time being." The Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi said with hatred.

He understands,

Let's continue to quarrel,

No benefit to him

The best way now is to slaughter Ye Feng with one knife

"Tsk tsk, Lord Sword Saint is really magnanimous. Since that's the case, I will tell Lord Sword Saint another thing. Your Sword Hall, Martial Hall, Ninja Clan and Shrine in China have been uprooted by me, and only 10% of them are left.

I think with the mind of Lord Sword Saint, I won’t mind either.”

Ye Feng raised his lips, but his smile was like a demon crawling out of purgatory, making people shudder.

"you"

The Japanese Sword Master Uehara Izumi had goosebumps all over her body.

He has been in China these days, but he has not noticed it at all

When did this man act?

The other people from Japan were all looking at Ye Feng angrily, wishing to immediately crush Ye Feng's bones and swell up.

"If you are angry, you will blame your people. You are too weak. Under my encirclement, you have no power of resistance. I think you should get out of China from now on. You are not welcome." Ye Feng

The sound spread all over the world, with great majesty.

"The undercover traitors in Japan were killed by Ye Feng. The industry of the sword hall, martial arts hall was also destroyed by Ye Feng."

"Don't doubt it, this is definitely Ye Feng's style of conduct. This man is too fierce."

"It's so fucking ruthless. This is like slapping these people hard in the face. It should have been like this. Let these people understand that China is not a place where they can be at will."

moment,

The momentum of supporting Ye Feng has risen again

Roars and shouts shook the sky and the earth.

on the contrary,

People from Japan could only break their teeth and swallow them.

"Hahaha, Qingyan, this Ye Feng really does deal with people like Japan, and he can't spoil it." Canglong guardian Lin Tatian smiled and said, not caring about the consequences of this incident at all.

"Brother, I think the good show is still coming. Ye Feng carries the expectations of the sword master Zhuo Yuhuan and the long-cherished wish of Mr. Zhao. He will definitely return all the humiliation to this sword saint," Mo Qingyan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll wait and see." Lin Tatian's eyes flashed with splendor.

"Ye Feng, let's do it"

The blood vessels on the forehead of the Japanese sword saint Uehara Izumi were protruding, and his tone became colder and without any emotion.

"Sir Sword Saint, why bother? Before we have a showdown, I have a calculation to calculate with you Japanese people."

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, like a falcon's sharp eyes penetrated through the Japanese sword saint and fell directly on the samurai Miyamoto's body. His voice was extremely cold, "Mr. Miyamoto, I still remember that he defeated my strong Chinese man Yan Jiu with your despicable means back then.

You, did you shamelessly steal my secret realm of China?”

"What did you say?" Miyamoto Me was wearing a martial arts uniform, and the breath of the divine realm soared into the sky, and cold lights flashed in her pupils.

"You know what I said. Back then, you were already in the divine realm, but you suppressed it with secret techniques and entered the divine realm again during the duel. In this way, you defeated Yan Jiuyou. Have you forgotten this? "Ye Ye

The wind shouted loudly.

"I respect you with a slander, Mr. Ye, but I can't tolerate you slandering it."

Miyamoto's eyes were full of anger, and his eyes looked at the direction of Mo Qingyan's King of Hell Lin Trazing the Sky. "Three Guardians, can you let Ye Feng speak so nonsense and insult my reputation?"

Mo Qingyan, the King of Hell, Lin Tatian, raised his eyebrows at the same time, and looked at Ye Feng one after another.

"You know everything about this in your heart. However, since the matter has passed, I don't want to say much, but today, my friend Yan Jiuyou wants to have a life-and-death showdown with you again, right now, you

Dare, Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

On that day,

He restored Yan Jiuyou's martial arts and promised him that he would give him a chance to confront Miyamoto again

And now is the best time

After speaking,

A tall figure swept quickly towards the top of Hengshan like a gust of wind, standing beside Ye Feng.

The person coming is Yan Jiuyou

Yan Jiuyou bowed to Ye Feng first, then clenched his fists, stared at Miyamoto's eyes tightly, cut a blood mark in his palm, drops of blood fell on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Miyamoto, you and me."

, another life and death”

"You trash is not dead yet, but you have recovered your martial arts."

Miyamoto's pupils contracted, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you want to show up with me, you can't bet on a secret realm. You guys dare."

"Why don't you dare to bet three in one secret realm too little?"
Chapter completed!