As the Second Holy Son strode forward, the Great Holy Son and Yuan Feilingzi also stepped forward. The three of them formed horns, as if they had trapped Tang Feng in the center.
Miyamoto Musashi did not move even a little bit. He was dressed in thin linen clothes and wearing Fuso's unique wooden clogs. Although his figure was thin, his whole body looked like a sharp sword, a sword that had already restrained its sharpness.
Mainly those who see him, every warrior will immediately feel that if his sheathed sword is pulled out, it will definitely be earth-shattering.
After many years of meditating in the thatched hut of the Juggernaut Palace, he seemed to have reached the state of returning to his original nature. Of course, the reason why he did this was to imitate the Zen essence of Bodhidharma's retreat and meditation.
At this moment, the sword master Miyamoto Musashi was not holding a sword in his hand, but it was putting great pressure on Tang Feng.
Suddenly there was a clang, and the Great Saint Son had drawn his sword. The green sword was glowing with crystal light and looked very dazzling.
"Tang Longci, you broke into the Sword Saint Palace without permission and killed the disciples of the Sword Saint Palace. Now you fall into our hands, what else do you have to say?"
The Great Holy Son looked filled with righteous indignation, as if he was the master of the Sword Saint Palace.
Tang Feng couldn't help but sneer: "Fell into the hands of you and others? That's really a big deal. Just the three of you, I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"
From the beginning to the end, Tang Feng's eyes never left Miyamoto Musashi who was not far away. As for the three people in front of him, he didn't pay attention at all.
Watanabe Mengfei suddenly sneered and said: "You are not too soft-spoken. The Great Saint Son and the Holy Maidens will step back and let me deal with each other!"
Of course the Great Saint Son and the Three Holy Maidens are not willing to do so. After all, who doesn’t want to show off their skills in front of the Master?
But at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly said softly: "You two, just step back and let the Second Holy Son take action!"
Judging from his calm and calm appearance, it seems that as long as Watanabe Yumefei takes action, he will be sure of success.
Even if the Great Saint Son and the Third Saint Maiden were reluctant, they could only bite and stamp their feet and retreat a little.
Suddenly there was a clang, like a dragon's roar that shook the sky, and Watanabe Mengfei drew his sword.
The sword was completely silver-white. As soon as the sword was pulled out, everyone around him immediately felt a chill in his cheeks. Even Tang Feng had to sigh, this is definitely a good sword.
Watanabe Mengfei held the long sword and shouted coldly: "The fact that you can survive my master's sword with one sword proves that you are qualified to be my opponent. Now draw your gun!"
Tang Feng snorted coldly, and raised half of the dragon spear in his hand like lightning, stabbing towards the opponent like a swimming dragon.
He didn't look at the other party's true energy level. Of course, he couldn't feel it in an environment like the secret realm. Of course, even if he could feel it, he couldn't use the true essence in the secret realm.
Therefore, in this sealed place, all that can be used is the strength of the physical body, and of course, the proficiency in understanding martial arts.
There was a sudden whooshing sound, and Watanabe Mengfei's whole body suddenly rose into the sky like a green onion pulled from dry land.
"Fire Sky Style!" He yelled coldly, twisted his body in the air, and swung out his sword. The angle was tricky, and the sword move was extremely cruel.
Even though his sword move is not driven by real energy, it is still fast enough and terrifying. Thinking about it, this guy must have entered the secret realm to practice before.
Otherwise, his body reaction and shooting speed would never be so fast.
However, Tang Feng was faster!
After all, he has practiced the Golden Body of the Kingdom of God. Although he has not yet achieved great success, the strength of his body has long been beyond the comparison of ordinary Zhenyuan Wujun realm.
In an instant, there was a clanging sound of metal clashing, and Tang Feng's dragon spear hit his head, directly defeating his sword move. Before the move could be used up, he immediately swept away thousands of troops with one move in the middle, and a wave of air rushed out.
Watanabe Mengfei was taken aback. He never expected that the other party would react so quickly. Not only did he defeat his sword moves, he even used his spear skills one after another in an instant.
Because in the secret realm, he could not use his true energy, and his strength was greatly restricted. He could no longer change his moves, and could only retreat continuously.
"You can't even take one of my moves, and you can't do anything like that!" Tang Feng shouted coldly, but how could he stop at this moment? He immediately stepped forward.
During these days of training in the secret realm, he has already adapted to this environment. In addition, due to the golden body of the Kingdom of God, without using any real energy, with the strength of his physical body, he can sweep through everything under the Martial King Realm!
"Your Majesty is marching on your own!" Tang Feng's spear skills suddenly flashed as he flew forward, and the gun barrel rushed out like an emperor's own expedition.
Although Watanabe Mengfei retreated continuously, he was unable to mobilize his true energy. He could not dodge with the strength of his physical body alone.
Fortunately, he was Miyamoto Musashi's most proud disciple after all, and he was quite experienced in facing enemies. Seeing the dragon spear stabbing him, he twisted his body and immediately raised his sword.
"Sealing the Heaven Style!" He struck out with a sword style and directly hit the Dragon Spear. Although he couldn't compete with the Dragon Spear, with the force of the rebound, he had already swept away.
"How can it be so easy to hide!" Tang Feng exhaled, tightened his dragon spear, and struck out with a move to dominate the world.
At this moment, his people and the dragon spear seemed to be integrated into one, as if his man was a dragon spear and the dragon spear was his limbs. The whole thing looked like the arrival of an emperor, possessing unparalleled majestic pressure.
When Miyamoto Musashi, who was not far away, saw this, his expression suddenly changed: "No, the Second Saint Son retreated quickly, you can't take this move!"
But it was obviously too late for him to speak at this time. The sharpness and power of Tang Feng's move was obviously far beyond Miyamoto Musashi's expectations.
Watanabe Mengfei's face turned pale. Presumably he had already sensed the power of the opponent's shot. However, in just an instant, the tip of the gun was already in front of him.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, he could no longer retreat and instinctively raised his sword to block.
A sharp clang sound suddenly sounded. As soon as Watanabe Mengfei's sword touched the dragon spear, it was immediately knocked away. The force of the spear did not weaken at all, and it pierced his throat.
Watanabe Mengfei's face was horrified and his pupils shrank because he was so frightened that he even forgot to dodge. Of course, at this time, he could no longer dodge at all.
However, at this moment, a gray shadow shot over like a ghost, and his arm just swung forward, knocking the dragon spear away on the spot.
Tang Feng reached out with lightning speed, retracted the dragon spear, and stuck it on the ground. At the same time, he raised his head tightly and stared at the person who suddenly took action in front of him.
"You old guy, I thought you could hold back and not take action!" Tang Feng sneered.
The person who suddenly took action was naturally Miyamoto Musashi. The place where he was standing just now was obviously still a short distance away, but in the blink of an eye, he had already passed over.
Moreover, the strength shown by the wave of his hand just now is really extraordinary. This guy is worthy of being a martial king.
Even without using the power of Xuandan, the physical body alone is still strong enough!
Miyamoto Musashi had a calm old face, gritted his teeth, and said every word: "Very good, you are very good!"
