Chapter 154

Jiangnan City is only a first tier city in Xia state. Naturally, it can not be compared with the metropolis of Kyoto magic capital. However, Jiangnan City has suddenly become lively these days.

Ancient warriors, powerful people, and even Taoists and Buddhists came to Jiangnan City one after another, and journalists from major TV stations came one after another. They all wanted to see what the final result would be when Murakami Haoyue came to challenge Ye Xuan.

There are thousands of people in the streets, and the crowd is surging.

This war attracted the attention of the people of the state of Xia. It was only because the sword God ye Lingtian defeated the Japanese, which was absolutely unacceptable to the people of the state of Xia.

Murakami Haoyue, dressed in Japanese samurai clothes and accompanied by two servants behind him, is walking towards the Qingyun building. Behind him, tens of thousands of people are following him.

Among these people, there are congenital martial arts, more S-level powers, big figures of major forces, celebrities in the military, political and commercial circles, ordinary Xia people, and naturally journalists from major TV stations.

All walks of life, this battle affects the hearts of all people in Xia, because it is a battle of dignity in Xia. If it is lost to the fighters from a small country, how can Xia gain a foothold in the world?

Murakami Haoyue smiled, but his smile was full of strong disdain. He was going to kill Ye Xuan in front of all the people in Xia country, so that these stupid Xia people could know who was the first expert in the East.

In front of the Qingyun building.

Huang pangzi and Gu Beichen stood side by side. The two gods of death stood on both sides of the gate until heavy footsteps came from a distance. Huang pangzi outlined a sinister smile on the corners of his mouth and whispered to Gu Beichen, "Beichen, look at it and see how I killed this waste."

"Oh!"

Gu Beichen sneered and said, "fat Huang, the weapon in the other party's hand is a magic knife. Even ye Lingtian was defeated in his hand. Although you are despicable and crafty, in case you miss, I see how you can explain to Mr. Ye."

"Oh, but it's just Japanese pirates. It's easy to kill him." The fat yellow man made a ferocious noise.

At the time of their dialogue, Murakami Haoyue had come to the door of Qingyun Xiaozhu. At this time, reporters from major TV stations took pictures one after another. All kinds of flash lights were dazzling, and more noisy voices came from the crowd.

"My master, Cun zhenghaoyue, came to challenge Mr. Ye Xuan today. This is my master's war post. Please come out to fight."

A servant looked arrogant and threw the golden Battle Card at the fat yellow man.

Starting with the battle post, Huang pangzi smiled. Under the cameras of major TV stations, he directly tore up the battle post and threw it on the ground. This also slightly changed the face of Murakami Haoyue. Looking at Huang pangzi's eyes, he showed a cold killing opportunity.

"Little Japanese pirates don't deserve my master?"

WOW!

As Huang pangzi said this, there was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone was surprised. Isn't Mr. Ye going to accept Murakami Haoyue's challenge?

"Ye Xuan is just like this. It seems that he is just a generation who has earned a false reputation."

Village Zheng Haoyue strode forward, his body was cold and fierce, and looked back at many Xia people and said with a sneer: "in the great Xia country, no one is my opponent. Since ye Xuan can't avoid the war, I will tear down his Qingyun building and kill him personally, so that you stupid Xia people can see the power of my Japanese martial arts."

Humiliation, naked humiliation, when Murakami Haoyue said these words, not only the Xia people present, but also the Xia people sitting in front of the TV, everyone turned red and raised great anger in their hearts.

"This friend, please invite Mr. Ye out to fight."

"Yes, if even Mr. Ye can't avoid the war, won't countries all over the world laugh at no one in our country?"

"Please also invite Mr. Ye to fight."

The crowd was surging, such as the waves, and all kinds of pleading voices were constantly coming, which also made Murakami Haoyue sneer and look at Huang pangzi's eyes.

"Please be quiet and don't disturb my husband's nap."

Huang pangzi's face was cold. He knew that ye Xuan was taking a nap at this time. If he couldn't handle this little thing well, wouldn't Ye Xuan blame him.

"Nap?"

"This... This...?"

A voice of surprise came from the crowd. Everyone didn't expect that Mr. Ye was still taking a nap at this critical moment.

"Hum, put on airs and let me tear down your Qingyun building to see where this shrinking turtle is hiding."

Murakami's bright moon spoke coldly. When he stepped out, he suddenly appeared in front of the gate. There was a violent spirit around him. It was obvious that he was going to smash the gate and break in.

"Little Japanese pirates, you are looking for death."

The yellow fat man's mouth outlined a sinister smile, and his whole body was filled with blood. The fleshy palm turned strangely into a miserable green color, and there was a fishy smell.

"Corpse poison palm."

Huang pangzi suddenly slapped the village's bright moon. The terrible Jue poison Gang wind shrouded the person in an instant and greatly changed the village's bright moon's face. The pace at his feet was violent and backward. Under the light brush of his sleeve, a burst of gang wind emerged, blowing the Jue poison Gang gas shrouded around him into the distance.

Zizizi!

A terrible scene appeared. A hundred year old tree in the distance was contaminated with Jue poison Gang gas. The tree body withered instantly, and the green branches and leaves turned yellow. However, it took only a few seconds. In the eyes of the people, the hundred year old tree turned into a pile of wood debris. The terrible scene was amazing.

"What a sinister palm!"

When Murakami Haoyue pulled out of his mouth, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart. If he hadn't retreated quickly, this kind of sinister palm technique alone would certainly make him suffer a great loss.

Now!

Murakami Haoyue was not proud, and finally faced up to Huang pangzi. The Murakami magic knife in his hand was slowly lifted by him, and his eyes at Huang pangzi were filled with horror.

"It seems that you are not a good person to cultivate such a sinister palm technique. You are qualified to die under the villager's evil sword."

The black cloth wrapped around the demon knife was slowly opened, and a dark cold light was slowly blooming, which made the sound of fierce ghosts howling in the void in all directions, and made everyone present feel creepy.

"Be careful, the villager's evil sword is extremely evil. Ye Jianshen is defeated by this sword." Those who have innate martial arts remind Huang pangzi loudly. They are deeply afraid that Huang pangzi doesn't know the power of this knife.

"Murakami demon knife?"

"I'm afraid you can't use this knife?"

The yellow fat man smiled maliciously and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction. At this moment, the whole man burst into action and took a pair of miserable green palms at the bright moon of the village.

"You're trying to die."

Murakami Haoyue said coldly. He held a magic knife in both hands and suddenly raised it at the moment, as if he would kill Huang pangzi here the next moment.