At this time, just eight o'clock in the morning.

At the foot of Baqi mountain, the sun shines, the vegetation is green, and the climate is warm, just like a spring day.

On the clean road, there are not many pedestrians, only some middle-aged people in Samurai clothes, looking devoutly to pay homage to the ancient and simple tall building on Baqi mountain.

Like tourists, they were about to walk towards the mountains, but there was a noise in the distance. A group of warriors in black Samurai clothes and long swords came quickly.

In the distance, the faces of pedestrians and warriors who saw this scene changed greatly.

"It's the guard of the holy mountain!"

Someone recognized these people and exclaimed.

The guards of the great shrine are all made up of the top warriors of inner strength. The leader of the guards is a master of the realm. They are generally on the sacred mountain and are responsible for maintaining the secular things on the sacred mountain. They don't go down the mountain easily. How can they suddenly appear here now?

The hearts of all the people were shaken, and they looked together.

But see that group of Black Warrior, in an instant intercept in front of two young people.

The adults of the guard of Shenshan mountain, why do you stop these two tourists?

Are these two foreign spies?

When they were puzzled, they looked at Su Bai, Xia Qianyu and a group of warriors in black.

The middle-aged warrior at the head, with high hair and sharp eyes, exudes an amazing evil spirit.

The faint momentum has already pressed the crowd in the distance, and they have difficulty breathing.

The master of Huajing later stage!

Su Bai looked at the middle-aged man with great interest, but did not speak.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Bai and Xia Qianyu indifferently, spoke poor Mandarin and said, "Chinese, stop!"

Su Bai light glanced at him one eye, "you want to stop me?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "you are suspected of murdering the tree master of ITO village, killing 392 people of ITO family! Now, in the name of the Grand Shrine, I declare that, Chinese, you are arrested! "

At the moment of speaking, his eyes were fierce and his hand waved: "take it down!"

"Ha

A group of warriors in black, evil spirit surging, in an instant toward the two men of Su Bai.

Damned Chinese, they dare to be so arrogant in Japan and take the initiative to run to the foot of the great god palace. They really want to die!

Although we know that the strength of Su Bai is strong, at the foot of the great god palace, these people are not afraid of Su Bai!

"To die!"

Su Bai's eyes were cold, and he hummed coldly. He pointed like a knife and waved it.

Shua!

A silver curved moon sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, cuts the sky in an instant. It is as fast as lightning. It cuts dozens of warriors in black into two parts!

"Ah --"

these people's eyes were frightened, and they howled miserably under the residual breath. Up to now, they still can't believe it - how dare these Chinese people kill here?

Is he not afraid of the fury of the great shrine and the war between Japan and China?

In the distance.

Because of the long distance, the middle-aged short haired warrior, who had escaped his life, looked at Su Bai with panic and anger.

"Baga!"

"Chinese, how dare you --"

"noisy!"

Su Bai cold drink, like a fly in general, with a slap.

Hum!

In mid air, a white jade like palm suddenly condenses and swells in the wind. It turns into a ten foot sized millstone and presses down on the middle-aged warrior with short hair.

In a flash, the middle-aged warrior with short hair was terrified.

His eyes were crazy, his whole body was burning wildly, his veins were bursting up, and he retreated rapidly as he roared.

"Bang Dang!"

When the long sword came out of the sheath, his eyes were red. He held the sword in both hands and spewed out blood essence. In a moment, he melted into the long sword like a madman. He chopped off the handprint of the white jade millstone pressed by the sky.

"Forbidden technique - blood knife cutting!"

Click!

The bloody long sword is very powerful, but when it touches the hand print, it's like a fragile porcelain.

The white jade fingerprints, without any intention of staying, with a terrible power, blockade all directions, clap the frightened middle-aged warrior with short hair into a blood mist!

"Younger martial brother Yushan! fuck! Chinese, you should die -- "

a shrill roar sounded from the sky, shaking the void.

In the distance, the onlookers, who had not yet returned to their senses, felt that their hearts were trembling, like a sledgehammer smashing at the bottom of their hearts. As soon as their throats were sweet, they all spat out blood.

"This --"

a few people who recognized the guard of Shenshan mountain were short of breath. They looked at Su Bai and saw some dark shadows coming from the sky. Their faces were shocked to the extreme!

They seem to have a big deal today!The captain of the Shenshan guard was killed by a Chinese!

What's more, it seems that this young and excessively strong man of China has made so many super strong men come here.

Several young warriors, breathless and breathless, quickly took out their mobile phones to shoot when they got back to their senses, but they were slapped by the elder warrior!

"Damn, do you want to kill us? How can we spy on the battles of these adults without our permission? "

"Go! If the adults fight, only the aftereffects can easily tear us apart! "

Although the young people were not angry, they did not dare to disobey. They followed several elder warriors and quickly retreated -

Shua Shua!

A few figures came to the extreme, less than a breath, they had already fallen in front of the two people.

At the head of the group was a thin looking old man with white hair and black hemp clothes. The light in his eyes occasionally made it difficult to look directly at him.

Behind the old man stood five masters.

Three of the five are middle-aged, and the two are also old people.

The breath of these five people is as thick as a mountain, as soft as a water wave, and even more people are as vague and invisible as night.

In the distance, several people watching this scene from afar, at this time, the oldest warrior, his face flushed with excitement.

"It's the long tail!"

"The old president of Kyushu martial arts association! It is said that the super strong man who is closest to the existence of ghosts and gods has long lived in seclusion in Mount Fuji and is ready to break through the divine realm. Unexpectedly, Lord long tail is out of the mountain! "

"The one on the far right is the founder of Aikido, Changkong. It is said that Changkong is close to the myth of Aikido. With a sword, you can cut off dozens of tons of armored vehicles!"

"And the one who just drank low, if I'm right, is the last captain of the Shenshan guard, Lord heizhi! It is said that his cultivation has reached the level of ghosts and gods, and his strength is unfathomable! "

"And that one is the first fighting master of Japan, Lord Guiye. I heard that his physical strength can tear rhinoceros and elephants with his bare hands --"

"... My God, what's the origin of these two Chinese people? How can they make so many big people come here?"

At this moment, a group of people hiding in the distance were extremely frightened. Subconsciously, they looked at Su Bai and were extremely curious about their identities!