Chapter 514

"Village rain? Is it raining out of the village

Chiba looked up and stepped back in surprise.

"Cunyu is an evil Dao. In order to seal this Dao, the teacher put it on Mount Fuji crater and tempered it with Guiyuan every day. It took ten years to suppress Cunyu's murderous spirit and turn it into a magic Dao, cunzheng."

"If the rain comes from the village, the teacher's accomplishments after the World War I will go back at least 20 years!"

After hearing this, they all looked up into the sky. The battle was more and more complicated and difficult to win.

The sword in the hand of the dragon horse in the temple seems not to be a magic sword. It is the evil sword village rain that only exists in the legend of beheading thousands of people.

I heard that the thirteen sword masters who were before the dragon horse in the temple were all killed by Murakami's killing idea and turned into a walking corpse who could only kill people.

The Shengong Longma is the only one in the history of r country who can rationally control the rain in the evil sword village, but even he can't use it for a long time.

So at the moment when he sacrificed the village rain, the two men's fight was doomed to be endless, and it had to be solved in a short time. Then he had to rush back to Mount Fuji immediately to suppress the murderous spirit of the village rain.

"I'm thirty years old. I created my own Dao technique, which is called yizhitai Dao. When I sacrificed the rudiment of this Dao technique, I forced the guardians of China out of the magic power. In the end, I was just a little bit of a loser."

"In the past decades, I have never stopped practicing this magic power. Now that I am familiar with it, I will use this magic power and evil sword village rain to appreciate your swordsmanship attainments!"

The dragon horse roars in the sky, and the village rain seems to have received the call. Suddenly, the purple black inscriptions break away from the blade, and step by step climb onto the arm of the dragon horse. Finally, half of the upper body of the dragon horse is covered, just like a half man who has been possessed.

As soon as he stepped on the top of the Tokyo Iron Tower, Murakami fell in front of him. It was more like a mysterious ceremony. All the forces of heaven and earth converged on him, but they were greedily swallowed up by Murakami.

"Evil Dao aoyi! "The sword of one!"

The swordsman, who is known as the myth of r country, roared out a thunderbolt like roar in his mouth. His whole body was full of purple and black light. His evil spirit was awe inspiring, and his murderous spirit was like the flood of breaking the dike.

In the eyes of the dragon horse in the temple, ye Kai has only one goal, and his every breath is like a mountain torrent tsunami, blowing gusts of wind.

"Drink it!"

The dragon and horse of the holy palace devoted all their strength and strength to cutting down the rain of the evil sword village, which was standing in the sky. It broke out the sky shaking sword, as if they were going to cut off the whole world. They wanted to cut everything in front of the blade.

This Sabre is not only the skill of yizhitai sabre, but also integrates the essence of all Kendo in r country. No matter in speed, strength or momentum, it has reached the peak.

Shengong Longma has enough self-confidence, that is, the peak of Shenjin is here. He can use this knife to split it in two and kill it completely.

Facing the Dao of Qing Tian Yi, ye Kai didn't step back. Instead, he went up with the sword, followed by people, and rushed to the dragon horse of the temple.

In people's eyes, this is just like an egg hitting a stone. Everyone knows that at this time, we can only avoid the edge and try our best to avoid the sword of the dragon and horse in the temple.

But without waiting for the Chinese warriors to shout out, the two have collided. In an instant, the whole cloud in the night sky has been scattered, and the black purple light bursts into the night, which is like a thunderbolt, with a series of roars, cracking the eardrum.

The sabre of the dragon horse in the holy palace is so terrible that it almost crosses the world, and no one can stop it. In the spirit of the dragon horse in the holy palace, ye Kai has fallen quietly to the Tokyo Tower.

They raised their heads, but saw a figure falling slowly along the Tokyo Tower.

"Who won?"

Many plutocrats and rich businessmen are concerned. In fact, they don't respect Shengong Longma or Ye Kailai at all. Instead, they privately set up a gambling table with a capital of hundreds of billions. Naturally, they are more concerned about who wins and who loses.

After a few minutes, the black purple light disappeared. Many warriors saw a man in a black Samurai suit standing in the void, slowly putting the evil sword into the scabbard.

For a moment, there was silence.

"That's the dragon horse master of Shengong!"

"Lord swordsman!"

"Sure enough, master Jiansheng won! It's up to all expectations

All the people in r country burst into laughter, but no one in China was silent. Even ye Meng's side was faded.

Ye Kai is defeated, master in white is defeated!

The demon who was the first person in China lost to the swordsman of r country, which means that the martial arts of China also lost.

"After all, the dragon horse in the temple is the dragon horse in the temple, and the sword sage is the sword sage. Once the evil sword comes out, there is no one to stop it." Mitsubishi Iwasaki's eyes almost narrowed with laughter.

This duel also brought him great profits. You know, on behalf of Mitsubishi group, he defeated Shengong Longma and won yekai, with a capital of nearly 100 billion.

"Why? How could the master in white lose? " Chinese people are puzzled."No matter the intercontinental missile of Tianzhu, or the self defense force of r country, or even all kinds of ghosts and gods failed to kill him, how could he die so easily?"

Seeing the embarrassment of many Chinese, the members of the r society came forward one after another.

"Hahaha, the white Heavenly Master, the first man in China, was not very powerful before the war? Now I'm still beheaded by master Jiansheng

"Just now, he killed a cadre of my club. I want you Chinese soldiers to pay for your life!"

Another cadre of the second society came out and said with a cold smile that all the strong men in black around him surrounded him.

"Fart, the master in white is the hope of Chinese martial arts. How could he be in such a place?" A Heavenly Master of Yuandan in China is angry and will use his martial arts.

But when he got really strong, he was crushed by a return to Yuan like Mount Tai.

Many of the Chinese warriors on the scene were the same. They were so oppressed by the Guiyuan power that they couldn't move at all. It was obviously the actions of the dragon horse in the divine palace in the sky.

"After today, there will be no white master in the world, only I, the dragon and horse of Jiansheng temple!"

With the words of Shengong Longma, the mood of the Chinese people suddenly fell into the abyss.

Mitsubishi iwazaki nods his head with satisfaction when he sees the picture in front of him. The Kungfu road of R, which was trampled by yekai before, has become a joke. Now the blind can see who is trampled.

But just as the dragon horse in the shrine was about to jump off the Tokyo Tower, he heard a voice in the quiet air.

"Is it?"

"What?"

Everyone in the audience was shocked by the sound and gathered their eyes to the sound source.

In the middle of the Tokyo Tower, a white figure slowly stood up and arranged his clothes like dust.

"You're not dead?" The dragon horse in the holy palace was stunned and surprised.

His knife is in the middle of yekai, and yekai is still looking for his own way to die. He should not be alive!

"Of course, I didn't die, and thank you very much. If it wasn't for that knife, I would not have been able to complete my foundation and step into the flesh, body and spirit power!"

As soon as the voice fell, even if the figure stepped on it, it directly depressed the Tokyo Tower from the middle end, almost collapsing it.

When people saw this scene, they were shocked and took a breath.

One foot almost collapsed the Tokyo Tower. Is it still human?

But in the blink of an eye, ye Kai returns to the sky, and his eyes are on the dragon horse of the holy palace.

"The road of cultivation, if not the foundation is perfect, even if the realm is higher, it's suddenly, and I can't break through the higher realm in this life. I've been stuck in the bottleneck of Yuandan's peak, just to borrow your knife and step into the flesh body spirit power!"

Ye Kai gently clenched his fist, and his overwhelming mental power expanded like a raging tide, directly covering the whole island of Honshu. Even the nearby islands were affected by most of them.

How terrible is his spirit now. If the black robed great wizard dares to fight against him, he will be shot to dust in an instant.

"Sure enough, that's what your goal is. But do you think that if you break through the divine power, how much improvement can you make? As long as I have the rain in my hand, you will never be the opponent of the dragon horse in my temple! " Shengong Longma snorted with disdain.

"Yes? Let's see if it's the heavy rain in your village, or if this sword in my hand is stronger! "

Ye Kai said with indifference, and reached for a grasp.

In an instant, within a hundred miles, the sky is burning!

And under the fire, the evil will burn!