Lu Sansi and other martial masters from the Seven Families had completely given up on the Silver Scale Grass, but when they saw Watanabe Kunimitsu stepping forward, they became more hopeful.
Several people were secretly looking forward to it, hoping that Watanabe Kunimitsu would show his might and kill Ye Chen on the spot.
"Humph!" The sword glowed across the sky, Ye Chen looked indifferent and chuckled disdainfully.
"Watanabe Kunimitsu, I have to say, I admire your courage!"
"But it's a pity that courage is courage and strength is strength!"
The sword flashed forward, cutting off countless hard stone pillars during the process. Those stone pillars were as fragile as tofu.
Many warriors who wielded swords lowered their heads in shame at this moment. They were equipped with weapons, but even with all their strength, they were not as good as Watanabe Kunimitsu's casual swing.
This is the strength of the Japanese Sword Saint!
Ye Chen had no intention of dodging when the sword light came in front of him. When the sword light reached one foot in front of him, he stretched out his palm.
"clang!"
A sound of metal and iron echoed through the Tiangu, and Ye Chen's feet scraped half a foot back on the stone pillar before finally stopping.
Countless people looked at it with horror. Ye Chen actually took the sword with one hand with a fleshy palm, which was so sharp that even the sharp blade of a magic weapon could not match it.
"impossible!"
Watanabe Kunimitsu frowned, and when he exclaimed, Ye Chen showed an evil smile on his face.
"Your sword skills have reached the point where they are almost perfect, but unfortunately, you can't hurt me yet!"
His voice was indifferent, and then he clenched his hands suddenly.
"Crack!"
Between Ye Chen's five fingers, the huge sword light of more than ten feet instantly shattered and turned into spots of light all over the sky.
"Ye Lingtian, take another strike from me!"
Although Watanabe Kunimitsu was shocked, he had already anticipated Ye Chen's strength. He quickly regained his composure and soared into the sky.
"Ye Lingtian, I have been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for fifty-five years, and I have long transcended the sword itself. I have transformed this sword with my body. Even if I cannot step into the extraordinary, I must have you go to heaven with me!"
Watanabe Kunimitsu's eyes were determined, his momentum was overwhelming, and he moved forward indomitably. After seeing Ye Chen's peerless skills, he had already made a plan. Even if he tried his best, he and Ye Chen would die together.
If Ye Chen is allowed to remain in the world, with his current strength and his super potential, Japanese martial arts will be overwhelmed by Chinese martial arts in the future.
If Ye Chen were to fight here, the Japanese martial arts world would have a chance to breathe for at least ten years.
"teacher!"
Kawazuo Hideryu shed tears for the first time in nearly thirty years. He knelt down in front of Watanabe Kunimitsu who was standing in mid-air.
"Kunimitsu Watanabe actually wants to turn his body into a sword!"
With eyes filled with shock, Yao Xianxian and others turned their bodies into swords. This was a desperate stunt performed by swordsman masters. It represented the indomitable move forward and the sacrifice of certain death in exchange for perish together.
If an ordinary swordsman master uses this move, he can drag a master who is a small level above him into hell. However, as Watanabe Kunimitsu is a peerless swordsman, the power of this move is simply unimaginable.
"rub!"
A sharp sword cry shook the sky and the earth, and Watanabe Kunimitsu's thin body shimmered with light, and under the gaze of everyone, it transformed into a Japanese samurai sword shining with golden light.
This sword is the same size as a normal samurai sword, only about ten feet long. It is much smaller than the previous sword of more than ten feet, but everyone can feel that this golden samurai sword exudes the aura of destruction.
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Countless warriors took a breath of cold air and thought about it one after another.
"Ye Lingtian, it's over!"
"Ye Lingtian, it's over!"
Countless warriors looked at the shining Japanese samurai sword with fear on their faces, and a destructive aura rippled out.
Transforming his body into a sword, Watanabe Kunimitsu used his lifelong cultivation to form a sword that blocked the fate of the Japanese martial arts world. No one thought that Ye Chen could take this sword.
"Die, die!"
Chu Chenguang's eyes were full of expectations. As long as the golden samurai sword could kill Ye Chen, his nightmare would disappear. He could still pursue Xiao Wenyue unscrupulously. When he was the young master of his superior group, he didn't have to be there all the time.
Ye Chen had this nightmare in his heart.
"no, do not want!"
Xiao Wenyue and Gu Mengyao roared in their hearts. They still had too many things to say and too many questions that they had not explained to Ye Chen.
But no matter how reluctant they were, no matter how worried they were, they could only watch the golden samurai sword flying through the void and shooting towards Ye Chen.
"Teacher, you are the greatest sword master in Japan!"
Chuanzuo Yinglong bowed down with tears streaming down his face and a pious face.
"rub!"
The sound of the sword shook the sky, and the golden samurai sword had surpassed the speed of ordinary weapons, and cut a golden sword mark in the air.
Its speed was so fast that it directly crossed the space. Ye Chen seemed to have no time to react. Under the gaze of countless people, he was stabbed straight in the chest by the golden samurai sword.
"boom!"
Centered on the stone pillar where Ye Chen was, an energy storm swept outward. Dozens of stone pillars exploded into pieces in an instant. One after another, the energy aftermath pushed back the warriors watching the battle. The destructive power was no less than a dozen.
grenade.
"Haha, Ye Chen, you are dead!"
Chu Chenguang laughed out loud in his heart.
Lu Sansi and others also had crazy smiles on their faces, and said faintly: "The blow of Watanabe Kunimitsu's body as a sword is really too terrifying. The speed of this sword has surpassed ordinary martial arts, and can almost compete with
The speed of sound is comparable to that of sound, and Ye Lingtian doesn't even have time to mobilize his strength to resist. If he is hit from the front, he will definitely die!"
Kawazuo Hideryu stood up, looked up to the sky and laughed. Although Watanabe Kunimitsu was already dead, killing a peerless master like Ye Chen at the moment of his death was definitely a supreme honor and could be praised by future generations for hundreds of years.
"Ye Lingtian, die well!"
Some masters of the Tang Sect cried with joy. Their second master was killed by Ye Chen, but the master of the sect was still missing. Although they hated Ye Chen to the extreme, it was almost impossible to take revenge with their strength. They could only
If you can keep this humiliation in your heart forever, the Tang Sect will become a laughing stock in the martial arts world.
But now things have taken a turn for the worse. Watanabe Kunimitsu turned his body into a sword and hit Ye Chen head-on. How could they not be happy?
"No!"
Gu Mengyao and Xiao Wenyue stared at this scene with sad faces.
None of them knew what feelings they had towards Ye Chen, but at least they knew very well that they never wanted Ye Chen to die here.
"I thought it was the rise of a legend, but who would have thought that it would end like this!"
Countless Chinese warriors lamented that things in this world are changing rapidly.
"Today's battle was really full of twists and turns. Three top masters in the world passed away one after another. I don't know whether it was a blessing or a curse!"
An old martial arts master with white beard and hair shook his head with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the clear sky.
"call!"
At this moment, a strong wind rolled out from the smoke and dust, blowing away all the dust in the charming eyes, revealing a vague shadow of a stone pillar.
"Um?"
Countless people stared at it, only to see the dust disperse, and a stone pillar came into view, which was exactly the one Ye Chen stepped on before.
Watanabe Kunimitsu's deadly sword smashed all the stone pillars within dozens of feet, but why was the one under Ye Chen's feet not damaged at all?
Everyone slowly raised their heads, and on top of the stone pillar, a figure stood proudly, it was Ye Chen in casual clothes!
There was a tear in the clothes on Ye Chen's chest, which seemed to be the mark of the tip of a Japanese samurai sword. Under the tear, fair and tough skin could be seen, without a single wound, and it was actually unscathed.
"Transforming your body into a sword? What a pity!"
Under the horrified gazes of countless warriors, Ye Chen patted his chest, with disdain in his voice.
It can be said that Watanabe Kunimitsu's sword that sacrificed his life has surpassed the level of the peak martial master in terms of power. It even has the shadow of the extraordinary realm. Such a sword can even be used by ten Xiao Yuhuangs.