The martial arts dispute between Japan and China has been around for a long time.
The Japanese Sword Saint became famous in one battle and completely drove the Chinese swordsmanship into the abyss. To this day, the Chinese swordsmanship still cannot raise its head in front of Japan.
This naturally became the pride of the entire Japanese nation. The Japanese Sword Saint was regarded as the number one sword master, and countless people joined him.
Therefore, the Japanese Sword Saint has a very high reputation and is the highest peak of Japanese Sword Path.
At the same time, Japan is also extremely vigilant about China and is always paying close attention to the development of China's swordsmanship to ensure that no one can carry the banner of China's swordsmanship and ensure that China's swordsmanship is always trampled by Japan.
now,
Ye Feng's emergence in nowhere has aroused the vigilance of Japan.
"Let Eri Haruna come to see me," the Japanese Sword Saint spoke.
"Yes" The swordsman in blue-shirt kneeling on the ground slowly stood up and retreated respectfully.
But for a while,
A woman in a tight suspender and navel-exposed suit came to the Japanese Sword Saint, folded her hands together, bowed to the Japanese Sword Saint, and her voice was filled with a confusing magnetic "Master."
"Now your two senior brothers are in seclusion, so you will go to China to challenge the younger generation of China on behalf of the Japanese swordsmanship. I hope you can give the Chinese a deep and heart-wrenching lesson just like you were a teacher in the past."
The Japanese sword saint's eyes were slightly cold and his voice was solemn.
"It's Master, I promise that all the sword-cultivators in China kneel down at my feet and will never fall into the name of Master." Eri Haruna said confidently.
"Remember, don't be careless. China has a vast land and a few amazing people will always appear," reminded the Japanese Sword Saint.
"The Chinese swordsmanship has been suppressed by the master, so where is there any sharpness? The Chinese swordsmanship is far behind our Japan. Sooner or later, our Japanese martial arts will completely crush the Chinese martial arts." Ai Ri Haruna's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness.
Mang, murderous intent.
She knew it was her chance to become famous in one battle
She naturally wants to forge her reputation with the blood of the Chinese sword cultivator
The Japanese Sword Saint nodded. Airi Haruna was the person he had ever seen the strongest swordsmanship talent, and what he lacked now is a series of practical battles.
If she could return from China's great victory, her sword intent would definitely be even greater, and she might not be able to compete with her two senior brothers.
"Go"
The Japanese sword saint moved his mind, and a sharp sword covered with cold frost rushed towards Ai Ri Haruna. "This is the Big Dipper Sword, you can use this sword to defeat all the great geniuses in China."
“Yes, Master”
Eri Haruna held the hilt tightly and instantly communicated with the Big Dipper Sword, and her aura suddenly increased a little.
After a moment, Eri Haruna turned around and left, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Her trip to China,
here we go
That day.
Eri Haruna took several sword cultivators from the Sword Hall to set off for China.
"Karina, this time we have to teach these ignorant guys in China, so that they can't even think about defeating the Sword Saint again every day." A Japanese sword cultivator named Miyamoto Taiichi spoke.
"Karina, Lord Sword Saint attaches great importance to you, maybe he wants to train you into his successor. As long as we return from China, we will be the heroes of the Japanese kendo." A man named Kitamura Hang said excitedly, showing a gloomy smile.
Eri Haruna stood up and the peaks on her chest were constantly rising and falling, and her arrogance was not hidden at all. She had already had an idea in her heart.
A few hours later, Seri Kasuna arrived in China.
Without any delay, Eri Haruna went straight to the Huaxia Sword Tomb
Sword Tomb,
It is praised as a holy land by countless Chinese people, with countless hidden swords and collecting countless sword techniques.
It is faintly true that the sword tomb has become a symbol of Chinese swordsmanship.
One to the sword tomb,
Eri Haruna immediately felt a wisp of sword energy, raised her thin eyebrows and placed her big hand on the Big Dipper Sword. The rolling sword intent was like a storm, raging.
"The Japanese Eri Haruna came to visit the Chinese sword tomb, the sword tomb genius, there is a fighter."
Eri Haruna's cold voice arose with the sword's intent.
It resounded above the sword tomb in an instant.
The sound rumbles like the sound of the sky.
Inside the sword tomb,
A famous sword cultivator opened his eyes at the same time, and countless sword energy soared into the sky.
"What are the people from Japan doing?"
"The third disciple under the throne of the Sword Saint of Eri Haruna"
"She is going to challenge my Chinese swordsmanship"
"Hmph, it must be that Japan's life is afraid that our Chinese swordsmanship will rise again, so I'm sending people to test this. After years of development, the Chinese swordsmanship has long been different from the past, and it is time to return the humiliation of that year."
"Ari Kinana is just a young girl in her early twenties. How many years can she cultivate a sword? She dares to speak loudly at the sword tomb. Who will kill this person and promote my Chinese sword power."
"The Japanese Sword Saint defeated all my Chinese sword cultivators back then. Now I send a disciple to suppress all our Chinese sword geniuses. Is it too much to be tolerated?"
"The genius of Jianzhong, there is a person who fights a battle"
Seriously,
Eri Haruna's voice rang again.
At the same time, Eri Haruna began to walk step by step towards the sword tomb, her eyes extremely cold. In her eyes, the entire sword tomb seemed to be able to be cut down with one sword.
"I'll go and meet this disciple under the Japanese Sword Saint"
Huhu
A man, Qingyi, appeared in front of Kusa Eri, raised his sharp sword in his hand, aimed the tip of the sword at Kusa Eri, and said in a deep voice, "Kina Eri, I advise you to go back and forth from where to go, here
It's not a place where you can be rude. If you take a step forward, don't blame me for being rude."
"Who are you under my sword, and I will not kill the nameless person"
Sword lights flashed through Airi Haruna's pupils, and sparks flashed deep in her eyes, and the sound was filled with murderous intent.
"Wang Qingsong"
In an instant, the people in the sword tomb all raised their minds.
Wang Qingsong is a well-known swordsman genius of the generation of Jianzhong. He used his sword to break through the realm and practiced very quickly. At the age of twenty-six, he was already at the divine realm. He learned both swordsmanship and sword skills without a master, far beyond
People of the same generation.
Eri Haruna raised her thin eyebrows, "I only know Li Qingshan, the eldest disciple of Jian Tomb, but I have never heard of Wang Qingsong."
"you"
Feeling the contempt of Eri Haruna, Wang Qingsong was furious, holding the sword tightly, his eyes were cold, and his sword intent was lifted to the extreme.
"I don't think I'm a pride of heaven, but since I dare to come out to block my way, I'll give you a sword."
Eri Haruna pulled out the Big Dipper Seven Star Sword and slashed it with one sword.
This sword,
Simple and straightforward.
A sword light flashed,
Wang Qingsong let out a shrill scream, and an arm flew into the air and landed on the ground with a bang.