Miyamoto Zhen watched Long Yao's Heavenly Sword enter the ground. His eyes, which were like condensed sword energy, were filled with anger. "Mr. Zhao, what does this mean? Do you think I am not worthy of letting you use the sword?"

"No."

Zhao Fan lowered his head slightly, and then he floated his left hand on the handle of the Long Yao Tian Dao, about centimeters away, and a rich golden brilliance surged from the palm of his hand and poured down.

The entire blade seemed to be bathed in golden sand.

At the same time, 99% of the extraordinary people in the world saw this scene through the live broadcast of the hidden section of the black market, and they all fell into deep doubts. What on earth is Jiangzhou Wu Zun doing now?

A second later, something unexpected happened to everyone including Miyamoto Mamoru at the top of Mount Fuji.

The snow-white dragon sword stuck in the ground buzzed, and the clicking sound began to appear on the top of Mount Fuji. It became more and more frequent, and the breaking sound also continued to increase, as if it was coming from all directions at the same time.

Presented, the source is not clear at all.

Click!

Click!

Long Yao's Heavenly Sword shook lightly again.

The huge Mount Fuji suddenly seemed like the sky was falling apart. The mountain trembled, and shocking cracks appeared one after another. Not only that, each one was bottomless.

At the same time, the lava contained in the mountain flows outward along the cracks...

Mount Fuji is a volcano, but it has not erupted for three hundred years. Now, with the knife of that young man, it split open and magma surged!

The most shocking thing is that the number of cracks is increasing, their width is also torn wider by invisible force, and the emerging magma rises directly from the pillar to the stream!

Mount Fuji, which was originally covered in snow, has now become an extremely dangerous place. The mountain may break apart at any time, and the magma will swallow everything and spread to the bottom of the mountain.

The many extraordinary people who were paying attention to this unprecedented battle all felt their scalps numb, their legs and feet weak after a short period of silence, and they did not even dare to breathe. They could not believe that this was really the power that human beings could possess.

"That sword that penetrates the ground... truly destroys the heaven and the earth!"

"Let a perfectly intact mountain break into a spider web?"

"Look at the flaming python-like magma, like a big bag of ketchup sprinkled on a cake."

"How terrifying is Jiangzhou Wu Zun!"

"Now we will be called Jiangzhou Martial Saint!"

…

In the hidden pages of each country, the refresh rate of posts has reached an unprecedented peak, and they are piling up page after page like a tide.

And under Mount Fuji.

Many Japanese bosses looked at the magma flowing rapidly below in shock. The goosebumps on their bodies almost pushed away their underwear. Then they turned to look at the indifferent young man on the screen and the man on the ground in front of him.

Snow White Dragon Sword, I feel like my heart is 90% cold.

With one knife, the entire Mount Fuji was shattered!

"Quickly, notify the higher-ups in Tokyo to urgently ask all citizens to evacuate in the opposite direction." One of the military personnel picked up his cell phone and started to contact.

"Nakajima-san..."

Okita Takayuki was like a chicken thrown into an ice cellar, trembling while asking for instructions: "Shall we..."

"Need not."

A solemn look appeared on Nakajima Sa's face. She held the folding umbrella with both hands horizontally and muttered something.

Then, the ground with a radius of 100 meters with her as the center immediately rose by 20 meters.

"Unparalleled hardening!"

As Nakajima Sa spoke, her forehead and temples were soaked with sweat. At this moment, the huge raised earth clod turned into a black glass-like substance with a flash of black light. Her voice was a little weaker, "Continue.

Just watch the battle here, even if the magma flows down, it will not pose a threat to us."

This is the method with the largest range and the greatest consumption among her Onmyoji lineage.

The top of Mount Fuji.

Those on the far edge who risked their lives to witness this battle in the holy realm were already frightened. They felt the vibration of the mountain below their feet, and the blood in their bodies was unstable. They couldn't help but regret in their hearts, but it was too late.

But Zhao Fan, who was the initiator of all this, quietly pulled out the Long Yaotian Sword and pointed it at Miyamoto Mamoru, "I will give you three moves. After that, you will never have the chance to use the sword again."

!”

The corners of Miyamoto Mamoru's eyes twitched slightly, "Arrogant!"

"I have the capital to be arrogant." Zhao Fan's face did not waver at all.

"In that case, let me show you what the power of the late Saint Realm is!" The two long swords of Miyamoto Mamoru, the red maple among them, faced the boundless sky, while the other shadow boat faced the boundless sky.

On the ground, in the next moment, he disappeared from the live broadcast screen with his knife, "The first move, the best in the next two days!"

at this time.

Directly above Zhao Fan's head, a violent whirlpool composed of sword light gathered together, with crackling arcs of electricity faintly flashing in it. The blades of Hongfeng and Yingzhou appeared one on the left and one on the right, and followed the whirlpool down!

The sword light in the vortex is divided into two poles, one red and one black, entangled with each other, and the power is one plus one greater than two!

With the breakthrough of realm, Ertian Yiyi also evolved.

Miyamoto Mamoru's body was hidden in the whirlpool, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, because... the opponent's knife that struck Mount Fuji with earthquake made him feel a threat he had never experienced before. If he is not eliminated, what will happen to him?

As for Japan's extraordinary world, it will usher in the end!

Just when he thought that even if Ertian Yiyi couldn't kill Zhao Fan, he could seriously injure him, he saw that the young man not only didn't move on the spot, but also had no defense. He actually lightly raised the snow-white dragon knife and prepared to fight hard

Pick up your own first class for two days.

In an instant.

Ertian Yiyi, who strangles all things, and the Snow White Dragon Sword without any skill, touched a place in the void.

Wow!

The snow, soil, and gravel on the ground seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane, causing ripples like big waves and spreading to all directions.

The images of the black market live broadcast, no matter which camera, were all blurry, and even some close ones exploded. Even a fighter jet in the sky lost its balance due to the crazy fluctuating airflow, and almost fell into the middle of the mountain below.

of magma.

"Zhao Wusheng actually said that he would give the opponent three moves? Is this too much? You know, he is facing the Japanese swordsman Miyamoto Mamoru."

"Look, the Japanese swordsman has made a move, he is the best in the world! Oh my God, this is my first time seeing him!"

"With one attack and one defense, who will have the upper hand?"

"I think it's a Japanese sword master. When he fell first in the two days, the vibration of Mount Fuji seemed to be even greater. This can be seen through the shaking of the camera. What's more, Zhao Wusheng was a little swollen, and he casually raised the hand holding the sword.

The whole movement is unpretentious.”

"On the contrary, I think it was Zhao Wusheng who held on. As the saying goes, if you don't have a diamond, you won't get a porcelain job. After all, if he wasn't sure of resisting Ertian Yiyi, he would never be able to deal with it like this."

"Yes, the great path leads to simplicity."

…

Time passed by minute by minute, until one minute later, the sand, stone, snow and fog in the sky fell silent, and all the shots returned to clarity.

The extraordinary beings who were all paying attention to this battle finally saw the situation on the top of Mount Fuji clearly. Immediately, they were so shocked that they seemed to be petrified in front of the screen.

The young man and the snow-white dragon knife in his hand remained unchanged from before the scene blurred. They stood calmly on the spot, raising the hand holding the knife.

Miyamoto Mamoru, on the other hand, was lying on the ground not far away. He was holding the hand of Chang Dao Yingzhou, and even his whole arm was shaking faintly, and one-third of the front end of the red maple sword disappeared.

The blade was reduced to a broken sword.

"What's going on? Zhao Wusheng didn't attack, he just raised his sword gently to block Ertian Yiyi. Why is Miyamoto Swordsman in decline?"

"Moreover, the red one among the two long knives is broken."

"The arms of the Japanese sword master are shaking, and the tiger's mouth is cracked. Am I dreaming?"

"Could it be said...that they are not on the same level? Only the power of crushing can make the opponent behave like this in defense!"

"Master asked me why I knelt down to watch the live broadcast..."

"How did Jiangzhou Wu Zun practice? The last time he defeated Peng Hanqing Wu Zun in the magic city, less than a year later, he simply crushed the legendary Japanese sword master!"

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At the foot of Mount Fuji, it is as quiet as the wilderness under a long night.
Chapter completed!