After all, it is not easy to give birth to a "mythical realm" sage, which can not be lost.

They were mainly afraid that Chu Xuan would find the Japanese invaders to besiege him. They were also afraid that the Japanese aggressors would jump off the wall and take the world's great disrespect and use missiles or nuclear bombs against chuxuan.

It is also reasonable for them to have these worries. First, they don't know how powerful the mythical sages are. Secondly, the Japanese pirates are a crazy country. They are cruel, but they don't care about their own lives.

Chu Xuan didn't know that Han was mobilizing to rescue himself. At the moment, he was practicing in a mountain forest, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow's war.

Without a word for a night, the dawn arrived on time. Chuxuan did not stop practicing, but was running the formula of returning to one of the ten thousand methods, absorbing the rare purple air from the sunrise.

The purple air is long, but it is too rare. Chu Xuan sighs that he does not know how the rumored Laozi came to the East for 30000 Li. If he can absorb so much purple gas, he can definitely break through to Hualong in an instant.

With a sigh, chuxuan continued to practice. With his current strength, he reached the Kyoto Tower more than 100 miles away from him. It didn't take much time, so he was not in a hurry.

With the advance of time, it is 11:30, all the eyes of the world are gathered on the Kyoto Tower.

Numerous live network platforms, TV stations and radio stations have sent reporters to wait one kilometer away from the Kyoto Tower.

All occupied the advantageous position on the high-rise building, set up the camera, close the lens, ready to shoot.

Within one kilometer of the Kyoto Tower, martial law has been lifted. The original lively scenic spots are now desolate and empty, surrounded by military and police.

The reason for doing so is mainly considering the aftermath of the war between Fukuda Ichiro and chuxuan, who is afraid to hurt ordinary people.

What happened in Hokkaido last night, Miyamoto Ichiro is still in fear. He can see that these practitioners are so powerful that they are no worse than the so-called aircraft, tanks and artillery. Otherwise, they will not lose so many planes, tanks and thousands of military police.

Today, kenaro Miyamoto became smart. He not only took the lead in evacuating the people, but also pulled nearly 5000 soldiers and police officers who maintained order to a kilometer away. He just didn't want to see what happened last night.

You know, now that Miyamoto Jianlang still doesn't know how to explain to the public that a thousand soldiers and policemen died last night! He's got a big head and a lot of hair.

He only hoped that Ichiro Fukuda, the great Yin and Yang master, and those little ghost gods who were lurking around in the dark places, could take down chuxuan. His orders were whether life or death, so that they could explain to the public what happened last night.

It's 11:50. It was supposed to be the time for the company to clock out and go to lunch. But now, countless people are standing in the hot sun and sweating how to stay at the commanding heights around the Kyoto Tower. They are anxiously waiting and discussing. They don't feel hungry at all, and even when they are thirsty, they dare not leave to buy water.

I'm afraid that as soon as I come back, the excellent position will be occupied by others, or the wonderful war will be missed.

This is a rare battle in a thousand years. It is also the most eye-catching battle of the century. No one wants to miss even a trace of details, which will become a regret in this life.