Chapter 465 Juggernaut Palace Martial Arts Inheritance Holy Land?
Chapter 465 Sword Saint Palace, the Holy Land of Martial Arts Heritage?
Three days later, Cao Yi was buried. On this day, the wind howled and the rain continued, as if even God was crying. Of course, after spring entered, the rain in the imperial capital gradually increased. After returning to Beiyunju from the cemetery, Xiao Chuanqi and others
Just in time to return, they finally found out what happened in three days.
"How?" Ye Feng asked coldly while sitting at the tea table in the living room.
In the past three days, he has been trying his best to suppress his murderous intention in order to bury Boss Cao first. Of course, Ye Feng also knew that during these three days, the entire country was watching to see what he would do next.
Do.
Even as the incident unfolds, the whole country is now aware of it. It can be said that people across the country are paying attention to the direction of this matter.
Of course, everyone knows very well that with the iron-blooded nature of the Northern King, he will never let it go. He definitely wants revenge, but no one knows how far he will go.
Xiao Chuanqiu cupped his hands and said: "Five days ago, Mr. Cao Yi took a private cruise ship out of the East China Sea and arrived at the boundary of the high seas. He happened to meet a swordsman from the Fuso Sword Saint Palace practicing swordsmanship at sea. There was no conflict between the two parties at that time, but this Fuso
The swordsman took action without any explanation!"
"According to the news from our spies in Fuso, the swordsman seemed to regard Mr. Cao and the others as his sword training partners. In the end, no one of the twenty or so people on the cruise ship survived, and the swordsman in Fuso has also died.
Return to Fusang." Xiao Chuanqiu finished in one breath.
"Practice swordsmanship? Get someone to practice swordsmanship. That's a hundred and eight swords." Ye Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly asked one word at a time: "What's the name of that swordsman?"
Xiao Chuanqi held his hand again and said: "Okamoto Matsuki! He is a third-generation descendant of the Sword Master Palace. However, according to the news, this person is very talented in swordsmanship. Although he is only less than thirty years old, he has already surpassed the Sword Master."
Even the elders of the palace generation cannot hold their heads up. Besides..."
"What else?" Ye Feng asked.
"In addition, according to the most covert information, this Okamoto Matsuki is said to have been to an overseas battlefield. His swordsmanship only improved by leaps and bounds after coming out of the overseas battlefield. Originally, his talent was mediocre among the three generations of disciples, but after he came out, his talent was mediocre.
His rapid progress has made him a blockbuster, and he even has the title of Holy Son of the Sword Saint Palace!"
"An extraterritorial battlefield? It seems that this person must have had a strange encounter on an extraterritorial battlefield!"
Ye Feng stood up slowly after saying this, then walked outside the door of the walkway, looked to the east, and then said word by word: "I don't care who you are, you dare to kill my benefactor and elder for no reason, even if you are the king of heaven, I am
The king will kill you too!"
"Send the order, we will set off in the afternoon, and the troops will be directed at the Fuso Sword Saint Palace!" Ye Feng shouted coldly.
"It's my lord!" Xiao Chuanqiu and others immediately handed over their hands, obviously they had expected this scene.
The heavy rain was still falling, and soon around thirty people gathered in the Beiyunju compound. These people were all Ye Feng's confidants, and they were also top-notch masters.
I won’t talk about these anymore.
Even the guards given by the second headmaster Shi Yehong and Boss Cao Yi back then have now broken through to the fifth level of the divine power realm under the guidance of Ye Feng. Everyone stood in the rain with murderous intent.
It was raining heavily, but under the protective air mask, the rainwater could not get on my clothes at all.
There are a total of thirty-five people, all of whom are in the Shinto realm, and they are also powerful people with magical powers in the fifth realm. This power is very terrifying no matter whether it is placed in any sect force.
Ye Feng glanced at it and waved his hand: "Let's go!" Then he pushed the door open and walked out. What Ye Feng didn't expect was that there was a group of people standing in darkness outside the door.
"King Bei, please let me accompany you!" The leader outside the door said. There were thousands of people in this dark crowd.
When Ye Feng saw it, he realized that they were the family members and bodyguards of Boss Cao Yi. He immediately smiled and said: "Go back, everyone. I will avenge this for you!"
"King Bei, please let us accompany you!" More than a thousand people spoke again.
Ye Feng immediately said in a deep voice: "The target of this war is Fuso Sword Saint Palace. Victory cannot be won by numbers. I can understand your feelings, but I don't want to say more. Please come back!"
The second master also said at this time: "Everyone, go back quickly. Previously, Tianyong Pavilion also wanted to send experts to accompany them, but in the end they were stopped by King Bei. As King Bei said, the more people this time, the more people there are.
The better, otherwise, the King of the North and his 300,000 northern soldiers, why don't they move?"
The leader of the Cao family thought for a moment, and then said: "Originally, we just wanted to do our part and do our part that belongs to our Cao family. Since the King said so, we will no longer insist on it.
Come on, Lord Beiwang, please accept our respect from our Cao family!"
After saying that, the crowd of more than a thousand people in the dark crowd at the door immediately accepted him. Ye Feng did not accept it and stepped aside because he felt that this was what he should do. Boss Cao Yi and Cao were so kind to him when he was alive. He
Can't help but repay.
Everyone got on the bus and immediately headed east. After arriving at the east coast, they transferred to the ship again. This time Ye Feng did not choose to take a plane. After all, the target was too noisy. Once someone took advantage of it, the plane would be damaged.
If attacked, even those in the Shinto realm will be injured or even killed. After all, powerful people at the Shinto realm cannot fly in the air for a long time.
Thirty people boarded the ship like lightning, the speed was incredible, and then the ship quickly broke through the waves and continued to set off eastward. Fusang is to the east of Xuanyuan Kingdom. Its area is not large, but martial arts is extremely popular, especially in recent times.
In recent years, martial arts in Fusang Kingdom has become almost universally popularized.
However, Fusang is small in area and has a short heritage, so its heritage cannot be compared with Xuanyuan Kingdom, which is vast and rich in resources. Only then did everyone notice that Ye Feng actually carried a sword in his hand, which was Fusang's inherited sword, Demon Sword Village
Right, a blue demonic sword.
He had snatched this sword from the second-generation disciple of the Sword Saint Palace. The Fuso Sword Saint Palace had been trying every means to find it back. Although this was not a symbol of the Sword Saint Palace, having the demon sword taken away was definitely a symbol.
A shame for Fuso.
It was probably for this reason that Okamoto Matsuki, the third-generation disciple of the Sword Master Palace, would not hesitate to brutally kill them as sword-training targets after meeting Cao Yi and others.
But having said that, the Sword Saint Palace is the pinnacle of Fuso's martial arts. There are also many powerful people in it, but Ye Feng doesn't care. After defeating the two old men from the Buddhist Confucian sect, Ye Feng knows that a so-called Sword Saint
The palace can't stop him at all.
The rain was not only heavy, but also spread over a wide area. After leaving the high seas, it was still raining non-stop. The waves were rolling and the ship was constantly heaving. That is to say, powerful people like them were on the ship. Otherwise, if it were normal,
People simply don’t dare to go to sea at this time.
About two hours later, the Sword Saint Palace is already in sight in the distance!
At this moment, the Sword Saint Palace was naturally in a state of turmoil. There was such a big commotion in the imperial capital of Xuanyuan Kingdom. Fuso's spies had naturally heard about it. At this time, the Sword Saint Palace had already activated the highest level of large-scale operations.
Array.
On the top floor of the tallest building in the Juggernaut Palace, there are eight people meeting there at the moment, eight gray-haired old men, these are all shadow-level elders of the Juggernaut Palace. Everyone's aura is extremely powerful, and all of them have already
It has surpassed the magical power realm and almost reached the holy realm level. Even if it is worse, it is still half a step to the holy realm.
"If the two Master Sword Masters are not here this time, Xuanyuan Kingdom, especially that Northern King Ye Feng, will definitely attack. We and others must prepare countermeasures!" an old man said.
"Humph, he's just a little Northern King of Xuanyuan Kingdom. Last time, I asked him to come to the Sword Saint Palace for a little fight because I saw that he was only at the level of King Wu and didn't bother to take action. He
You really think that our Sword Saint Palace is where he can run wild!" Another old man snorted coldly.
"That's right. If it weren't for the hidden ancient forces in Xuanyuan Kingdom and the strength of the two Tianyong Pavilion old men, I would have killed him in the north and taken back Shen Dao Muramasa!"
"Don't talk nonsense. According to the intelligence, the Northern King Ye Feng participated in some martial arts conference with the Ancient Martial Buddha Sect a while ago, and directly defeated and even killed two old men from the Buddha Sect and the Confucian Sect Holy Mansion on the spot. Do you know about this?
!" The old man sitting in the main seat immediately snorted coldly.
"So what if we know it. The reason why the old men of the Buddhist and Confucian sects were killed was entirely because they were arrogant. They really thought that Xuanyuan Country was the real holy land for the inheritance of martial arts. Over the years, they have always thought that they were the inheritance and the orthodoxy. Little did they know
Our Sword Saint Palace is the origin and inheritance place of martial arts. As long as that kid comes here, I will teach him that his head will fall to the ground!"
"Yes, in fact, there is no need to discuss at all. The two Master Sword Masters no longer have anything to do with it. Even if the two Master Sword Masters lead five Saint Sons into the battlefield outside the territory, we do not need to have any worries." An old man was on the spot.
Hummed.
But suddenly someone said: "We really don't need to inform the Sword Master. In addition, the creator of this incident, Okamoto Matsuki Seikoye, is no longer in the Sword Master Palace. There is really no need to inform them, and there is no need to invite Onmyoji and the others."
Come out to help?”
"Huh, those onmyojis are usually very yin and yang. They always think that they are representatives of God. They look aloof. Why do you invite them to come? Please come back and worship them. There is no need. It is enough for us eight old people to sit in charge.
Come on!" Soon all the old people expressed their opinions.
Seeing this, the old man with gray hair and beard in the chair finally nodded and said immediately: "Since everyone agrees with this opinion, we won't notify you. It's not a big deal. As long as the eight of us are in charge, the Sword Saint Palace should be in control."
It won't be any big deal."
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door and said: "For the eight masters of the studio, according to the latest information, Beiyunju has already set off three hours ago. Calculating the time, it is estimated that there is still half a day left.
We will arrive at our Sword Saint Palace in no time."
"Wow, this boy named Ye is really not afraid of death. He actually dares to come. This time I will teach him whether he will come back or not!"
"This boy Ye Feng, how many people have you brought this time, but have you brought his Northern Army?" The old man at the main seat immediately asked. This is what he is most worried about. If the other party really goes out in full force,
That would not only be a matter for his Sword Saint Palace, but even the entire Fuso Kingdom should treat it with caution.
Of course, if Ye Feng just brought some warriors here, it would be a private interest and the revenge interest of warriors in the world. In this case, there would be no need for such a big fight.
"According to the intelligence, that boy Ye Feng only brought a total of thirty people and one ship this time, and there was no movement in the rest." said the shadow in charge of the intelligence.
"Okay, once I know, you can step back!"
"Yes!" Shadow said and then became silent.
"Okay, there are only about thirty people. This boy Ye Feng is really not afraid of death. I will be the first to fight, so you just have to watch. This time, I will teach him whether to come back or not. This sword
The Holy Palace is their burial place!" One of the shadow-level old men stood up with a sigh.
