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Chapter 3083 Takeda Zhenfeng who kicked the iron plate

Takeda Masato couldn't believe his ears. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Fu Yang: "Crazy! You must be crazy. You are obviously like an ant, but now you have exhausted your mana and are at the end of your rope. How dare you attack me?

Young master talks like this?"

Hehehe...

Fu Yang just smiled and shrugged, spreading his hands: "Hurry up, don't waste time. I'll give you a chance to deliver the strongest blow. Don't you Japanese believe in a concept called mourning for things and the so-called life-threatening concept? Lin

Before you die, bloom like a cherry blossom. Gee, that sounds quite touching. Why don’t you hurry up?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the sofa, picked up the goblet and poured half a glass of red wine into it.

Takeda Matoyo was stunned by this leisurely look!

In addition, the beautiful young woman and the eloquent cat demon were both relaxed and at ease, and were not in any crisis situation at all.

"Crazy! You must all be crazy!"

Takeda Masato yelled crazily: "Since you want to die so urgently, I will help you. Let you see my strongest blow."

His expression was ferocious, and the magic power in his body had reached its peak. Powerful magic power came out from his body and condensed into substance. It also exuded a scorching temperature, causing the surrounding air to turn into a belt of strong wind, surrounding him.



"I, Ise Shrine, enshrines Amaterasu Omikami. The techniques I practice are all passed down by descendants of Amaterasu Omikami. The scorching sun is extremely powerful. Tremble under my divine power."

"Shinto Qiongzun's Life Pestle!"

boom!!!

A powerful air current roared and rolled throughout the spacious room, as if the "air dragons" were roaring and raging. Then, these "air dragons" mixed into Takeda Matoyo's mana, releasing high temperature and scorching heat,

Like steam.

In the entire luxurious suite of more than 200 square meters, the temperature rose instantly, as if it was a scorching summer heat - no, it was even higher! It was like a steamer.

Buzz buzz...

A ten-meter-long white pestle took shape above Takeda Masayo's head. Although it was an illusory shadow formed by condensed magic power, it was lifelike, as if it were actually cast from metal steel poured into iron.

Heavy, solid, with flames rising from the surface.

On this large pestle, there are many figures drawn - it seems that they should be mythological figures from ancient Japan.

Hahaha!

Takeda Masato laughed loudly: "You ants, after you see the true power of this young master, go to hell. Oh, you can keep this beautiful woman for now."

He pushed forward with both hands, and the white flaming pestle suspended above his head vibrated and roared, and rushed towards Fu Yang! Wherever he passed, heat waves rolled and strong winds exploded. The remaining furniture in the entire room was twisted into pieces.

Got fragments.

"Not bad, not bad. This move is really interesting. It's quite powerful! I also feel that it seems to contain the aura of an ancient and powerful existence. Maybe it's a bit similar to the divine fighting technique and the summoning technique?"

Fu Yang pinched his chin, still staring at the white flaming pestle flying over with great interest and commenting. It made Takeda Matoyo think, was this Chinese man really scared to death? He was waiting there motionless to die.

?

But the next moment, a powerful aura that made him palpitation and fear suddenly burst out from Fu Yang!

This, this, this...

Takeda Masato's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He staggered back several steps. He looked at Fu Yang with a horrified look. He wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be stuck.

No sound could be made at all.

All he could do was watch helplessly, Fu Yang just stretched out a finger and gently moved towards the white flaming pestle that looked like a thunderous thunder.

Boom!

With a soft sound, Fu Yang's fingertips easily touched the top of the flaming pestle.

Then, as if in slow motion in a movie, under the watchful eyes of Takeda Matoyo, his move "Qiong Zun's Fate Pestle" was shattered inch by inch, and then quickly disappeared. It was turned into slag by Fu Yang's finger!

Fu Yang lightly shrugged, looked at the confused and frightened Takeda Masato, and said with a smile: "Look, I said the game is over, right? I could easily blow your strongest one with just one breath."

But you let me see the methods of Japanese priests and practitioners. To express my gratitude, I will move my fingers. It is your honor."

Takeda Masato stretched his neck and yelled at the top of his lungs: "You, you have definitely hidden your strength. What on earth are you? What realm are you in!"

What realm?

Fu Yang smiled slightly: "Don't you claim that Ise Shrine is the first of the three most powerful shrines in Japan? As the proud son of Ise Shrine, you can feel it for yourself..."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Yang's whole body of mana and coercion was released without reservation!

The pressure of the Heavenly Master at the peak of Wulu Huazhen seemed to be condensed into substance, pressing heavily on Takeda Matoyo.

thump!

He immediately fell to the ground on all fours like a big frog, as if there was a huge weight on his body. He struggled to get up, but couldn't move at all. He could only kneel down in front of Fu Yang like a "gift"...

"This, this is spirit... spiritual pressure materialized? Are you a god official?"

Although Takeda Matoyo was on all fours, he tried his best to raise his head and spoke in a difficult and frightened tone.

Substantialization of spiritual pressure is a popular saying among Japanese practitioners. It means that you do not actually cast spells, but just rely on the breath and coercion of the strong to suppress the opponent - as if it is really weighty.

It's like a heavy object is pressing down on you.

At this moment, Takeda Masato knew that he had really hit a brick wall!

Hahaha!

Fu Yang sneered: "What kind of pretentious title is this? In China, this realm is called the Heavenly Master Realm. It's really Wulu. I can kill ten of you in the blink of an eye for a little guy like you."

Takeda Masato felt great fear, as if even his blood was freezing into ice...

It's just that he doesn't understand why Fu Yang pretends to be so weak since he is so powerful? Does this strong man from China have the perverted quirk of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger?

This... he did guess half of them right. As the sinister Fu Yang, who was called the "little prince of pretentiousness" by Mr. Xiong and Ah Huang, he really liked to play like this. It would not be an exaggeration to say he was a pervert.

Of course, the main reason is that Fu Yang really wants to compete with the Japanese priests. After all, he has encountered Japanese Onmyoji before, but this is the first time he has met a practitioner of the priest system...

What's more, they now have to pretend to be poor people enslaved by the four Mayan wise men Simba and Sheba. Of course they can't show too much power in public! In order to avoid spreading it to the other party's ears, Fu Yang's tiger-driving

Swallowing the wolf, the plan of asking Maya to help go to the Edo Imperial Palace as a death squad may fail.

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