After Chen Xuan saw Yaoyao, his murderous intention softened slightly.
There is nothing serious about Yaoyao, and she is in good physical and mental condition.
Chen Xuan was completely relieved.
Seeing Chen Xuan breaking into the Japanese Imperial Palace alone and looking at the many top Japanese masters as if they were nothing, the Three Musketeers of Beichen instantly darkened their faces.
The Evil Emperor of China is nakedly challenging the dignity of their Japanese masters!
This sin is unforgivable!
Only Yusheng Qingming still remained calm enough.
However, regarding the scene where Chen Xuan shocked many Japanese masters and thousands of troops fled in white, Yusheng Qingming still felt a little disturbed in her heart.
Because of this, he took a new look at Chen Xuan.
Yusheng Qingming's ideas are different from those of Beichen's Three Musketeers.
The Three Musketeers of Beichen wanted to defend the dignity of the Japanese masters, but what Yusheng Qingming thought was that Chen Xuan had become the number one master in China at a young age, and if he was not eliminated, it would be a big disaster in the future.
Of course, to deal with Chen Xuan, he didn't need to take action himself.
Not to mention the Three Musketeers of Beichen, there were many masters under the steps who beat Chen Xuan to death.
"Are you the Evil Emperor?" Qixu stood up and asked coldly.
Now Chinomiya Jin was too frightened to speak out, and Tomomiya Rei and other members of the Japanese royal family also hid behind the Three Musketeers of Beichen and Yu Sheng Qingming.
Therefore, Qixu did his duty and stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation.
Chen Xuan said two words lightly: "Not bad."
"Hmph, I just killed an evil emperor the day before yesterday, and now here comes another one. Do you Chinese masters like to die so much?"
Qixu's face was full of pride.
He is indeed worthy of pride, after all, he killed the last "evil emperor" Li Tong with one sword.
Qixu couldn't see that Lei Tong was pretending to be the evil emperor, he only knew that Lei Tong was very powerful.
But he was still killed with one sword.
This new evil emperor cannot be stronger than the last one.
While Qixu was standing on the steps above, looking arrogantly from top to bottom, Chen Xuan smiled coldly and said, "I want to die, but it's a pity that your little book of swordsmanship is all leftover from our Chinese games. Just rely on you Beichen."
The Three Musketeers can't kill me yet."
"What did you say?" Qixu's face suddenly fell completely, and his anger surged.
The Beichen Kendo passed down by his master Tsukahara Isshin was his lifelong belief.
Insulting his swordsmanship is the same as insulting his master.
This is something Qixu absolutely cannot tolerate.
Just when Qi Xu was about to draw his sword and make Chen Xuan pay the price, someone from behind suddenly spoke.
"Sir Qixu, to deal with a young Chinese master, you don't need to take action yourself, I can do it!"
The speaker was a Japanese sumo wrestling master.
He was so fat that his oversized suit almost burst.
Seeing this sumo wrestling master, the crowd started talking a lot.
Most of the discussions were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Because all the guests present recognized that this fat man was the most powerful sumo wrestling champion in Japan!
His name is Musashi Maru, and he weighs a full 600 pounds!
His body is so exaggeratedly fat that even if he is shot by a bullet, he will not feel any pain or itching.
Once upon a time, one of the world's top boxers came to Japan to challenge Musashi Maru.
As a result, the boxer's fist hit Musashimaru, but it had no effect at all.
Instead, his fists were injured by Musashimaru's fat, and he was ultimately defeated.
It is said that Musashimaru's fat body is beyond the scope of human beings, and even the warrior's true energy and the energy of the superpower cannot easily break through his defense.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Musashimaru walked out of the crowd, and every step he took could cause a small earthquake.
Before, Chen Xuan was full of murderous intent, and Musashimaru was indeed shocked in a short period of time.
But now that Chen Xuan's attention is entirely on Yaoyao, his murderous intention has weakened a bit.
Therefore, Musashimaru took the initiative to join the army because he wanted to seize the top spot.
Li Liu and the count were watching from the roof of the palace not far away, secretly speechless.
They have never seen such a fat human being.
Chen Xuan sensed that Musashimaru was walking behind him, but he wasn't even interested in turning around and taking a look.
For Musashimaru, this was a huge disrespect to him.
"Roar!" With a deafening shout, Musashimaru opened his giant palms that were comparable to millstones and grabbed Chen Xuan's shoulders, hoping to throw Chen Xuan over his shoulders.
However, Musashimaru's palms pressed down on Chen Xuan. No matter how hard he tried, Chen Xuan remained motionless.
"Ho ho ho!" Musashimaru shouted repeatedly, the fat all over his body shaking violently.
At this moment, he used all his energy to suck milk as a child!
But Chen Xuan's feet were like tree roots rooted to the ground, and Musashimaru couldn't lift them up.
It stands to reason that with his strength, he could pull up a weeping willow like Lu Zhishen without any pressure at all.
But I couldn't pull Chen Xuan away.
Chen Xuan, on the other hand, became a little impatient, shook his head slightly, and punched Musashimaru randomly with his backhand, which seemed to be pregnant with quintuplets.
Boom!
Like hitting a big balloon filled with water, the force of the shock from Musashimaru's belly was immediately transmitted to Chen Xuan's hands.
Musashimaru was about to laugh proudly. He thought he could hurt Chen Xuan's fist, but the next moment, his 600-pound body was blown away by Chen Xuan like a big meat ball!
"Wow!"
The whole place was in an uproar.
It wasn't until Musashimaru dropped a big hole in the ground that many guests reacted.
Everyone was stunned.
Musashimaru, who could injure the world's top boxing champion, was killed by Chen Xuan with a random punch!
Even some Japanese masters who were stronger than Musashimaru could not help but be stunned at this moment.
"Should we go down and help?" Gula asked, taking a sip of vodka.
Chen Xuan felt like he was in a deserted place, and the scene where he killed Japan's strongest sumo champion with one punch made his blood boil.
However, he knew very well that Chen Xuan had suppressed many Japanese masters from the scene.
But in fact, Chen Xuan's strength is still far inferior to Japan's.
Musashi Maru is not ranked very high among Japanese masters.
In addition to Yusheng Qingming and the Three Musketeers of Beichen, there are many strong people who have not taken action.
Gula was impressed by Chen Xuan's courage, and now she just wanted to rush down to help Chen Xuan.
"Of course we have to go down! How could the Evil Emperor steal all the limelight!" Li Liu was also excited to see it, and he forgot about any plan to kill Zhi Gongli.
He and Gula swept down the palace roof very quickly and quickly rushed to the front of many guests.
"Why are there two more?" Zhi Gongren was shocked and angry.
Today is his wedding day, what do these foreign experts think of him?
"The fourth Earl of Anban, Duan Hailiu, and the fifth Earl of Anban, are here to congratulate the emperor's eldest son Zhi Gongren on his wedding today!" Li Liu walked up to Chen Xuan and looked at Zhi Gongli with a joking smile on his lips.
His words were obviously sarcastic.
Today, he was completely prepared to fight side by side with Chen Xuan and Gula in a big battle.
