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The space-based magic weapon is almost one or even a few in the cultivation world, and it is very common.
But on earth, it is a priceless treasure and has never appeared in modern times. Firstly, the resource of refining is scarce, which is very rare. Secondly, even if you find the materials, few people can refine it.
This kind of magic weapon is so eye-catching that it can be said to be a big cheat.
For example, if an ordinary person meets a master of Transformation, the master will be lazy when he sees that the other person has no body. At this time, an ordinary person wants to pull out a submachine gun and kill weapon from the storage ring, and the master will also be burping.
Masao Chiba is looking for the so-called chalcedony to refine this magic weapon. He knows so much about having such a storage ring. It can be said that with his cultivation level of the master of kendo, he can almost be found in the whole world.
Leaving sideways.
"Mr. Jiang, give this treasure to Mr. Qianye, otherwise you will die miserably!"
Seeing that Chiba Masao was about to move, Li Jinzhu's eyes hinted that he would not take action, but instead persuaded him with a smile.
Qianye Masao suppressed the desire to kill people and treasures in his heart. The murderous intent in his eyes was beating like flames, staring at Jiang Tian tightly.
After all, this is in China, and it is a downtown area, with cameras everywhere.
Even if you kill someone, you can escape unscathed, but if you want to move in China in the future, you may be targeted by someone.
"Is that so? Why can't I see that he is powerful? Yes, old man!" Jiang Tian picked up the soju and took a sip, and said lightly.
"Hmph, he is a master of kendo in Beichen's sword flow, and he is a master of the Great Cheng Realm. With one knife, he can cut the river back and the waterfall stagnates. Are you so hard? Are you afraid of the 'Chrysanthemum Leaf Pattern Pills' in his hand?"
Li Jinzhu raised her white chin and exposed her slender neck, looking at Jiang Tian like a fool.
"Haha, is that? As far as I know, the best kendo master in Dongyang is called the Master Teacher. It is worth my attack when I come to a few Master Teachers. As for him, an old waste, it is not worth my attack at all!" Jiang Tian looked at him disdainfully.
typical.
"Is this a kid who is ignorant of life and death. He doesn't know the truth that his wealth is not revealed. He snatched Chiba Masaichi's treasure and dared to show it in front of his senior brother. At this time, he was so crazy. Do you think he has a long life?"
When Li Jinzhu heard this, her heart was full of contempt and her face suddenly darkened, but she immediately smiled again. Yubai's little hands played with the glass of wine glass, looked at Jiang Tian with a sarcastic face, and said disdainfully.
Yes, Masao Chiba is much stronger than Masao Chiba. He is a master of swordsmanship, equivalent to the martial arts realm of China. He is a veteran master. How many people can stop it in China?
What's more, Jiang Tian, what if he heard that he was just a rich second generation without any power?
"Give me!"
Without saying a word, Chiba Masao grabbed it like a tiger's claw and directly snatched it.
"roll!"
Jiang Tian pointed casually and hit the sky with a finger, a powerful aura recoiled like rolling thunder.
boom!
Masao Chiba seemed to be hit hard in his chest by a cannonball.
Amid the miserable screams, he flew away like a rag doll, knocked through the door, and flew out more than ten meters away, falling on the snow in the yard like a dead dog.
Jiang Tian's finger-brightness remains unchanged, just like a shell bombarding the past, destroying and spreading without stopping.
Boom-kick———The floor exploded, forming a large hole more than ten meters long, spreading directly to the door, all the windows collapsed in an instant, paper scraps fluttered, and water and wood burst out.
"What? He is a martial arts master!"
Li Jinzhu's mouth was round, her clear and beautiful eyes were filled with astonishment, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Masao Chiba is the best in the kendo of Toyo. He is the master disciple of the master of Skeleton, Chiba Eijiro. He is the mainstay of Beichen's sword flow. He can suppress him in the kendo, but there are only a handful of five or six kendo masters.
Forget it, but at this moment, Jiang Tian just clicked it away at once.
Jiang Tian picked up the soju and took a sip of the wine, slapped the cup on the table, shook his head disdainfully and said, "Your South Korean bamboo charcoal soju is too smelly enough, so I want to mix the Erguotou with water!"
"Baga! Who is playing wild in the territory of our Yamaguchi Group?"
"Bastard! Kill him!"
In the courtyard, Chiba Masao flew out, five or six masters of Toyo Kendo dressed in samurai rushed over, and some members of the Yamaguchi group wearing black clothes and black trousers.
Some of them held pistols and some held long swords, staring at Jiang Tian with fierce eyes, and shouting angrily in murderous spirit.
With the help of a disciple, Chiba Masao struggled to stand up, shook his head, held the hilt of the samurai sword in both hands, stared at Jiang Tian tightly, and shouted angrily: "Baga, please put the storage ring on it."
Hand over with the chalcedony, or I will kill you!"
"Haha, you Japanese devils are really arrogant and do not know how high the world is."
Jiang Tian's face darkened and he sneered:
"When China was still a poor and weak period in the Republic of China? I dared to come to China to kill people and seize treasures. I think China is too friendly to you and spoiled you!"
He stood there as a rock and sneered: "Very good, come and grab it. Today I will let you understand what is true Chinese martial arts and what is a true strong man!"
Jiang Tian is a native of Jinling. His great-grandfather's generation was killed by the Japanese who invaded China.
He has been influenced by his eyes since he was a child and heard the old man tell the stories of the Japanese massacre in Jinling and the ancestors' resistance to Japan and the country's salvation.
It can be said that even though he has returned from practicing for thousands of years, he still has a deep hatred towards the Eastern people.
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. As a descendant of Yan and Huang, how can he sit idly by and watch the Eastern devils do evil in China?
At this moment, he had already had murderous intentions. All the Japanese who appeared in the club today were destroyed, leaving no one left.
"I'm very good at robbing! My ancestors were the sword instructor of the Eastern Army. They burned, killed, looted and looted in Jinling. It was so good! Okay, I'll show you today!"
Qianye Masao shouted softly, his eyes flashed, his momentum climbed up, and his hands tightly grasped the handle of the knife, pulling it out with a knife as if it was slow and fast.
The knife has a mottled patent skin, and the hilt of the knife is soaked with oil and sweat and blood, soaked in black and shiny.
But in the Oriental Sword Realm, no one dares to underestimate this knife at all.
This knife is called Juyeman Maru, which is made by the Oriental sword-casting master Kenno Ota and has a history of a hundred years.
At that time, the ancestors of the Qianye family once held this knife and pushed Kyushu Island across the board, killing more than a dozen sword masters, creating a great reputation as the Beichen sword.
Even the Western supernatural master of the Transformation Realm of China, the Western supernatural beings will be frightened when hearing the name of this knife and avoid it.
Sigh! There was a sharp sound from the ground.
Qianye Masao jumped up, and the shiny chrysanthemum pattern ball slashed down like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
"There is a sword in Beichen, and a thousand snow piles!"
The sword slashed, and the sword light continued, like a storm wind blew up thousands of snow, with white light, more than five meters long.
The sword lights are extremely dense. If Chiba Masao slashed out as a stack of sword shadows, Chiba Masao slashed out like a real sword curtain.
Even Hong Tianzhao's "Angry Sea Sword Technique" Tiangang Sword Formation does not have such terrible strength.
A huge murderous aura was extremely cold, and it suddenly enveloped a large area, causing the temperature in the Korean Hokkien to drop sharply.
Li Jinzhu felt like she was falling into an ice cellar and felt a chill all over her body, and there was a surge of pressure. Her tender cheeks seemed to be about to be cut by the sharp knife energy, and her breathing became difficult.
"So strong!"
"It's worthy of being the master of Toyo Kendo!"
"This move makes a thousand snow, I'm afraid even a huge rock can be split!"
"That Chinese boy who is ignorant of the world is dead!"
Many Dongyang Kendo masters and Yamaguchi team members were shocked, looking at the knife with admiration, sighing and cheering in unison!
A thousand-double snow knife light flashed down, rumbling! With a loud bang, the roof and the wall were split into a big hole.
Snowflakes drifted, cold wind poured in, and the flying straw and dust were sharp sword lights like thunder and lightning, slashing towards Jiang Tian with an indomitable aura.
"Haha, is this your supreme sword in the East? Beichen's sword flows? It's like garbage!"
Jiang Tian carefully used his spiritual sense to sense the other party's sword energy, and then a disdainful mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Oriental kendo, even ninjutsu and Onmyoji all advocate the spirit, breath and body to go hand in hand, but each has its own emphasis.
But in the final analysis, these unique skills of the East were just the time when Xu Fu, Jianzhen traveled to the east and the Eastern students from the Tang Dynasty came to China to study, and the martial arts and techniques passed down from China were improved according to local conditions.
Their breath is not called true qi, but chakra, which translates to "energy".
In Jiang Tian's opinion, the sword energy he slashed out was just a sign of it. In fact, it was even weaker than the sword energy of Chinese martial arts, and it was even more incomparable to the true essence of cultivation.
When the sword light was almost landing on his chest, Jiang Tian suddenly bent his fingers like a pipa waving his hand, and hesitated, and dozens of white wind blades swept out.
The wind blade is connected to the end and end, more than ten meters long, rolling unsteadily, like an angry dragon soaring into the sky, easily shattering the thousand-stack snow knife lights.
Then, the wind blades danced in the air, and they rushed towards Chiba Masao like spirituality.
"not good!"
At this moment, Qianye Zhengxiong's heart was full of warnings and his face changed wildly. He never expected that Jiang Tian was so powerful.
Moreover, he couldn't even tell whether this was a magic or a martial art.
There are so many wind blades that can actually break up thousands of snow, and it seems to be alive.
"Thousands of snow!"
"Broken Waterfall!"
"Wheel of the Wheel!"
"Blade of the Light!"
Facing the Wind Blade Dragon with its claws, Masao Chiba's face became unprecedentedly solemn.
He was like practicing sword under a waterfall, sitting on a horse with his waist and shattering his feet, shaving his legs like iron pliers, and shouting loudly in his mouth, slashing out the most powerful four in a row
knife.
He poured every knife with all his strength, and it is no exaggeration to say that he was confident that even an armored vehicle could split.