The Japanese samurai who was standing in the distance looked dull and his eyes were red.
The Onmyoji also took back the mirror magic, sighed deeply, and immediately turned around and turned into a ray of light and escaped into the distance. They had to go back immediately to tell the adults of the Divine Palace about this.
"Yao Sheng Sword Saint..."
The spiritual leader of the Japanese samurai is known as the number one genius in the Japanese martial arts world in a century, and the last sword saint has fallen!
Japanese samurai knelt on the ground one after another, crying in silence.
Once the news spreads, the entire Japanese martial arts world will be in turmoil, and even the cabinet ministers, the prime minister, the emperor and others will probably be furious.
Although the world is in a relatively peaceful state now, because major powers have nuclear weapons suppression, there will be no world war that almost destroys humanity like World War II, but the underground forces of every country are fighting in secret, almost as well.
About the status of the country in the world.
Now Zhuo Bufan has killed Yayoi Sozai, which is equivalent to slapping Japanese in the face.
In the ancient courtyard, the Ice Emperor Rain Sword hovered in the air for a while, and then emitted a pleasant whistle, then turned into a silver light and drilled into Zhuo Bufan's back.
"What a pity, if you are in the cultivation world, you must be a strong man under the starry sky." Zhuo Bufan looked at the corpse of Liu Sheng Zongzhai and shook his head.
Although the other party was his enemy, Zhuo Bufan still felt a little regretful to the warrior. After all, the fact that Yan Sheng Zongzhai was able to reach the level of the Emperor's Realm on Earth was already a stunning and stunning person.
It's just a pity that he met himself.
Lu Xing, Wei Ziruo, Wu Yihan, Chen Yanghao, Zhang Yesheng, Li Yang and others stood there, and everyone showed a little surprise or a sigh of relief on their faces, but in this surprise
Among them, there was more shock.
Shocked Zhuo Bufan's strength, Zhuo Bufan's strength, they predicted the realm of Grandmaster Gangjin. Although some of them were still a distance from Grandmaster Gangjin, they had treasures given by their elders, so they thought they could get along with Zhuo.
Bufan has the power to fight.
But now they realized that they were very wrong. Zhuo Bufan challenged him higher than the level and killed the Japanese sword saint, and had a flying sword that was no less than their treasure of the sect.
"Brother Zhuo, you are the strongest king on the Qingyun List, and you are actually precious." Li Yang took a few steps, his eyes were kind, and he clasped his fists and said to Zhuo Bufan.
"Xingsha, although you are powerful, I will definitely defeat you in the future." Chen Yanghao clenched his fists and said, gritting his teeth.
Wu Yihan smiled faintly and said, "Brother Zhuo, if you killed Yasuo Sonzhai today, will the Japanese side find a way to retaliate against you? You have to be careful."
"I'm going to get back to Emei." Si Ziruo looked at the cracks on the sword god and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhuo Bufan turned around and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't you call me?"
"Brother Zhuo, our ability is probably not enough for you to see, so it's not embarrassing to see it. However, if you killed the Japanese sword saint today, it would also be a famous figure for our Dragon Kingdom martial arts world." Zhang Yesheng shook
He shook his head and said bitterly.
"Show me your sword." Zhuo Bufan walked to Lin Ziruo's naked body and stretched out his delicate palm.
Lin Ziruo frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips and handed him the sword in her hand.
"Fifth-grade magic weapon, not bad." Zhuo Bufan looked at it, nodded involuntarily, and two golden lotus flames suddenly appeared in his pupils, surrounding the sword.
Everyone else was stunned for a moment, and Lin Ziruo's pretty face suddenly changed. This was a sword given to her by the master. She only had the entire eyebrow. It was extremely precious. It was cracked by Yanagi Sonzhai just now.
She felt very distressed.
Two balls of golden flames wrapped the sword tightly inside for burning it. Ziruo pinched the white palm and stopped talking.
Zhuo Bufan pinched a magic trick in his hand, and a mark penetrated into the flames, and the flames burned even more vigorously.
After about three minutes, the flame gradually converged. But everyone did widen their eyes, and the converging flame did not disappear, as if it was absorbed by the sword.
Until the flames completely dissipated and the sword floated in the air, everyone saw that the cracks on the sword had disappeared without a trace. What was even more strange was that there was a fire-red line on the sword.
Zhuo Bufan held the sword, and the void swept through, and the sword pulled out a fire dragon in the air, and the flames erupted.
"Is this the power of the sixth-grade magic weapon?" Li Ziruo's pretty face was flushed, and she faintly revealed her excitement, and a bright color flashed in her water eyes.
Zhuo Bufan returned the sword to Wei Ziruo, and the rest of the people saw it. In addition to being shocked, they were more envious.
Now everyone understands that the Ice Emperor Rain Sword behind Zhuo Bufan was trained by himself to have such earth-shaking power, which made everyone look at him with a little more admiration and awe.
You should know that there are many masters and masters in the martial arts world and the magic world, but very few of them can refine magic weapons, not to mention that you can turn a fifth-grade magic weapon into a sixth-grade magic weapon with your hands.
The means are like gods.
Wei Ziruo couldn't let go of her sword holding it, and the excitement on her pretty face could not be concealed. The master and several elders also tried to refine the sword last time and prepared to practice the sixth-grade magic weapon, but in the end they failed.
Unexpectedly, in Zhuo Bufan's hands, he could advance to a sixth-grade magic weapon by simply calcining it once. This is simply terrifying.
Zhuo Bufan is only in his teenage years old, he is also a master of Gangjin and a master of weapon refining. Such a person is not a monster, so who can be called a person?
"Thank you, Yingshen." Wei Ziruo pursed her lips and looked at Zhuo Bufan with a few traces of admiration and strange looks.
"It's just a matter of raising hands." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, pinched a magic trick in his hand again, and turned into a piece of clothing to cover his body.
"Someone is here." Li Yang suddenly frowned, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
"And there are many people and cars." Wu Yihan also clenched his fists.
Zhuo Bufan seemed to have known it for a long time and said, "You guys go first."
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Lu Xing, Wei Ziruo, Wu Yihan, Li Yang, Chen Yanghao, Zhang Yesheng and others looked at him at the same time.
"The Japanese government has been dispatched. If you don't leave, do you want to stay here to be buried?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes.
Zhuo Bufan had already arrived. Although the Japanese official estimated that he was Major General Yanlong, his identity was not on the surface. If Yagyu Sozhai could kill him, the Japanese official would naturally not take action, but if
He killed Yayoi Sozai, which caused humiliation to Japan. The Japanese officials would be dispatched and would not give him any chance to explain, so they would directly kill him on the spot.
In this way, even if the Dragon Kingdom comes to ask for people, the Japanese Kingdom can refuse to admit it. (To be continued)