Ye Fan shouted in his heart that Miyamoto was more powerful than he imagined.
In just one round, he suffered internal injuries.
However, Ye Fan did not stop. He moved his steps and pointed at Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru again.
The spear shot out instantly like a bolt of lightning.
The gun speed is very fast, so fast that only a dotted line can be seen!
Ten meters away, Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru remained calm.
When the domineering spear flew in front of him, he thrust his right hand forward and smashed it.
In the fist wind, an angry beast roared.
"when--"
With this smash, he stopped the spear abruptly.
At this moment, Ye Fan flashed out the Fish Gut Sword and rushed towards him with his sword.
As powerful as thunder!
Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, who had always been aloof, had a hint of surprise on his face this time.
He grabbed it with his backhand, picked up the spear, and stabbed forward.
The spear is like thunder, traversing the sky and the earth!
"when!"
The gun and sword collided, the light and shadow shattered, and Ye Fan flew backwards.
"flutter--"
Ye Fan twisted a few times in mid-air before landing on the steps with a muffled sound, his face looking pale as never before.
After knocking Ye Fan away with one blow, Miyamoto Taimamomo did not stop, but threw the spear at Ye Fan.
"laugh!"
The spear flew out with lightning and pointed directly at Ye Fan!
Ye Fan's eyes shrank, his hands suddenly joined together, and between the two palms, the fish intestine sword slashed forward.
"when--"
There was another shocking explosion.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful force suddenly burst out in front of Ye Fan.
In an instant, Ye Fan fell straight and flew out, hitting the pillar of the Wu League and landing with a clang.
"flutter--"
Ye Fan's throat felt sweet, he could no longer suppress it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Wang Dongshan and Xue Ruyi were shocked.
They had already seen Ye Fan's ability, he was considered the strongest among the younger generation, but they didn't expect that when they met Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru, he couldn't even pass ten moves.
Is this Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru really a realm?
Seeing that Ye Fan was injured, Xue Ruyi and the others rushed over to help him: "President Ye!"
Dugu Shang quietly took a step forward, staring at Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru with cold eyes.
He knew that he couldn't defeat him, but he had to protect Ye Fan with all his strength no matter what.
Murong Sanqian and the almond-eyed woman were gloating over the misfortune. If they weren't both disciples of the Martial Alliance, they would have screamed.
"I'm fine!"
Ye Fan stopped them from coming over and half-knelt on the ground coughing.
This is the first time he has been defeated like this since his debut, but there is no frustration or pain on Ye Fan's face, let alone despair and despair.
What humiliation have you not endured during your one year as a door-to-door son-in-law? What does a mere failure mean?
Ye Fan took deep breaths and recited the formulas of the Tai Chi Sutra, hoping to regain some strength.
It was okay just not working. Once it started running, Ye Fandun felt severe pain all over his body. Then, his body experienced abnormal changes.
The blood vessels heated up uncontrollably, and then the whole body became hot. Ye Fan felt that all the cells in his body were running.
They run wildly inside the body in groups.
The bones also crackled.
The blood kept hitting the throat, and blood spurted out several times.
"Ye Fan, I won't kill you today."
Seeing Ye Fan's cheeks constantly changing, sometimes red and sometimes white, it was obvious that he had suffered severe internal injuries, Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru snorted with contempt on his face:
"Because there is no point in killing you now, I will destroy you in front of everyone on Wutong Mountain in a week."
"I not only want to avenge Ling Qianshui, but I also want to tell the world that China's martial arts is vulnerable in my eyes and hands."
"Even if the butcher came here in person, I would still crush him to death."
"Don't even think about escaping. Even the King of Heaven and I can't protect the people I, Miyamoto Tajima, want to kill, and they can't escape."
"Take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.
Dugu Shang and the disciples of Wu Meng wanted to stop them, but Xue Ruyi shouted to stop them:
"Don't stop him, let him go."
Xue Ruyi knew very well that everyone present was unable to fight against Miyamoto Taimashou. In addition, Dugu Shang had no chance of winning, and would instead make him go on a killing spree.
The disciples of the Wumeng League could only grit their teeth and give way, the grievance clearly visible on their faces.
At the same time, they also felt a bit depressed.
The enemy's own territory is like being in a deserted territory, and the Nanling Military Alliance is afraid that it will become a laughing stock in the future.
"Ye Fan, remember, after seven days, go to Wutong Mountain to die."
"If you are late for one second, I will kill ten people. If you are late for one minute, I will kill a thousand of your people. If you dare not come, I will kill your whole family."
Miyamoto Taimashou left in an arrogant and domineering manner.
A group of Yangguo people also laughed wildly and went out. On the way, they kicked the disciples of the Wu League who came after hearing the news and kicked them to the ground without saying a word.
Extremely arrogant.
"Snapped--"
At this time, the almond-eyed woman suddenly came over and slapped Ye Fan without any warning.
"waste!"
Obviously she believed that Ye Fan was dead, so she made no secret of her resentment.
"you--"
Wang Dongshan and the others were angry and wanted to step forward, but Murong Sanqian glared at him and pushed him back:
"What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"
"Is Qin'er wrong in saying that Ye Fan is a waste?"
"You are not as skilled as others, you don't behave with your tail between your legs, and you still yell at the call board, harming others and yourself, you are worse than trash."
"Ye Fan, this happened because of you, and it should end because of you. You should settle this matter quickly, otherwise the martial alliance will be implicated."
"Also, from now on, your power as president of Nanling will be suspended, so that you have no right to mobilize your children to be cannon fodder."
Murong Sanqian simply added insult to injury: "If you dare to disobey, you will be killed immediately."
"Qin'er, order Murong Feixiong to come to Nanling, lead the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, and fully supervise the Nanling Martial League. We will make plans after returning to China at the age of 9,000."
Now that Ye Fan is half-dead, Murong Sanqian can beat ten of them, so his arrogance naturally becomes arrogant.
The almond-eyed woman was ecstatic: "I understand."
Ye Fan ignored Murong Sanqian's words and did not slap the almond-eyed woman. He looked at the sky quietly, his mind sober as never before.
The eyes also become clearer invisibly.
He suddenly saw the flapping wings of birds in the sky and felt the gurgling flow of blood in his body.
A surging force surges in the dantian, as if it is about to break out at any time...
At the same time, in the business car leaving the Nanling Military League, Qian Shui Yui bit her lips, looked at Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru and whispered:
"Master, why didn't you kill them all just now?"
She added softly: "If I don't kill him now, I'm worried that he will run away, or move out the slaughtered dogs, or even the three cornerstones of China will intervene."
"Killing Ye Fan is easy, but this is not the result I want."
Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru's eyes fell forward:
"Not only do I want to chop Ye Fan alive, I also want to humiliate the entire Chinese martial arts. I want everyone to know that we will always be the strongest martial arts nation."
"For such a weak opponent, let him live for one more week and let him spend the rest of his life in fear and despair."
"He wouldn't dare to run away. The lives of the whole family are more important than him."
"As for moving the reinforcements, our declaration of war is fair and square, and Ye Fan promised to fight. Not to mention other people, even the slaughtered dogs cannot intervene."
"Although the three cornerstones are terrible, their weaknesses are also obvious, and that is that a gentleman thinks he is a gentleman."
"As long as we don't assassinate President Nanling, the three cornerstones will not take any action."
"So after seven days, Ye Fan can only go to Wutong Mountain to die."
Miyamoto's vision was so far-reaching that Sensui Yui was extremely impressed.
But next to him, Mitsuo Takahashi's heart was trembling wildly.
The master, known as the Sword Master of the Generation, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth when he turned to look out the window...
