The sword net was overwhelming, Tang Feng did not retreat but advanced, at this time, a golden light appeared all over his body, clenched his fists, and directly met the sword net.

The sword net was like a surging wave, and fierce winds blew everywhere it went, and those who were close, or those who were weaker in skill, were all rushed backwards.

At this moment, most of the people invariably stopped what they were doing, in fact, even if they fought hard, it had nothing to do with the overall situation, and what really affected the overall situation was the showdown of the top forces.

In other words, in today's confrontation between the two countries, the contest between the Huaxia Dragon Group and the Fusang Sword Saint Palace, and then who wins or loses, it depends on the results of the three martial kings of Tang Feng and the Sword Saint Palace.

Tang Feng stepped forward to meet him, and at the same time squeezed his fists, and in one breath, he shot out eighteen golden dragon fists.

The golden dragon fists were intertwined with each other, and the golden fists looked as if they were roaring dragons, rushing towards the sword net in front of them.

In an instant, there was a loud bang, like thunder on the ground, and the aftermath of the collision spread privately, almost sweeping the entire Sword Saint Palace.

At this time, the sky was already twilight, and the remnant sun had already set from the top of the mountain, and the red light rising from the explosion looked like a red sun from a distance.

The Golden Dragon Fist was really powerful and domineering, and it immediately tore this sword net apart as soon as it clashed, and directly broke the sword formation jointly played by the three veteran martial kings of the Sword Saint Palace.

Although the fist weakened, there was still a residual momentum to rush forward, rushing straight towards Miyamoto Musashi in front.

At this moment, the face of the sword saint, known as the patron saint of the island country, changed greatly, and he was busy dodging at his feet, but he didn't dare to compete with this fist at all.

"Such a terrifying dragon fist, even the three-star lore sword formation of the three great martial kings of our Sword Saint Palace can't help him, I can't imagine that this dragon thorn boy is so powerful!"

When the people around the Sword Saint Palace saw this, they were all amazed, and many people were already worried in their hearts.

Miyamoto Musashi swept on the roof of the gate, gritted his teeth and secretly shouted: "It's really damned, I can't imagine that you kid is so terrifying!"

The old Martial King on the left gasped and sighed in the same deep voice: "It's really terrifying, what's even more terrifying is that this kid is only about twenty-five years old now, if it weren't for the hatred between the two sides, otherwise my Sword Saint Palace really wouldn't want to provoke such an enemy!"

The old martial king on the other side shouted coldly: "What is the use of saying this now, Liangzi has been formed, and hatred is destined to be washed only with blood, but my Fusang Sword Sacred Palace has stood for hundreds of years, and today it must not be ruined, and it will be lost in the hands of us and others!"

The old martial king on the left nodded and said, "Yes, if the Sword Saint Palace is leveled by this son today, then we are not only sinners of the Sword Saint Palace, but also sinners of Fusang, unforgivable!"

When the two said this, they suddenly glanced at each other, and they both saw a decisive look in each other's eyes.

Almost without any intention, the two of them suddenly sealed their hands, and with the sound of two qi bursts, two Xuan Dan appeared above the heads of the two old martial kings.

Seeing this, the shadow dragon was shocked and moved: "I didn't expect that the previous generation of martial kings would directly sacrifice the Xuandan, it seems that they want to fight to the death and also protect the reputation of the Sword Saint Palace." ”

"Lord Ancestral Dragon Thorn, you have to be careful next!" Shadow Dragon then looked up at Tang Feng and said.

Tang Feng just nodded slightly, and didn't say much, and even his face was still calm and calm.

Miyamoto Musashi stood on the roof and sighed: "Let the two senior uncles work so hard, I, the palace master, do have a great sin, but the two senior uncles are right, the Sword Saint Palace has stood in Fusang for more than 300 years, and it has always been the guardian holy land of Fusang, no matter what today, it must not be defeated!"

When the words fell, he also sealed his hands, and soon sacrificed his white Xuandan, so far, the three martial kings of the Sword Saint Palace were all forced to sacrifice the Xuandan, and they all chose the last desperate.

At this time, the fierce battle around had stopped, and they all looked at this side, and the battle had reached this point, and it was naturally a critical moment.

"My Fusang Sword Sacred Palace is the guardian holy land of the island country, don't say that you kid can't destroy it, no one in the world!" Miyamoto Musashi swept his body and quickly turned over.

Tang Feng shouted coldly: "I, Huaxia Dragon Thorn, since I said that I want to level your Sword Saint Palace today, you will never be able to stop it, let alone you, no one in the world can stop it either!"

As soon as these words fell, Tang Feng also sealed his hands, and more than 1,800 divine kingdoms in his body lit up, and his body was immediately filled with golden flames.

"Uncle Shi, the Sword Saint Palace has reached the point of life and death, please don't leave your hands, quickly unleash the sword array, and kill this son!" Miyamoto Musashi drank coldly, holding the sword in both hands and waving it again and again, and suddenly one after another sword qi shot out like a storm.

The other two old martial kings also performed their own unique skills, the sword qi roared, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and they converged with each other, but this time it was no longer a net, but a huge sword.

This sword was an air sword that was urged by the three of them, and almost all of the Xuanyuan had been condensed, and it was suspended in front of the gate of the Sword Saint Palace at this moment.

The direction that Jian Feng was pointing in was Tang Feng standing in front of the gate!

Tang Feng still didn't retreat, his hands were already connected to the seal, and under the urging of the seal, the flames on the surface of his body quickly surged, and soon a golden flame shield was formed around his body.

"Go, kill this son!" With a swipe of the right hand of Miyamoto Musashi and the other three, the huge qi sword that was suspended in front of the gate and looked dazzling white immediately rushed out.

With a bang, the qi sword slammed into the shield in front of Tang Feng, and suddenly a shocking bang broke out, and the golden flame shield exploded on the spot.

However, at this moment, Tang Feng's whole person rose into the sky and rushed towards the nearest old martial king.

"King Kong palm, kill!" Tang Feng shouted angrily and slapped it directly.

The old martial king originally wanted to dodge, but he never expected that the three of them would join forces, not only would they not be able to kill each other, but they would not even be able to hurt each other's fur.

At this time, because he performed the strongest move, Xuanyuan lost too much for a while, and he didn't have time to react at all.

Tang Feng slapped his palm and slapped him away on the spot, blood spurted wildly from his mouth in mid-air, and when he fell, he was no longer able to stand up.

Seeing this, the other old martial king wanted to rush up to help, but as soon as his figure rushed closer, Tang Feng unleashed his dragon fist and knocked him to the ground with a direct punch, and he couldn't afford to be hit hard.

The last Miyamoto Musashi originally wanted to step forward, but when he saw this and there, he dared to move again, and even the whole person was already frightened.

"I said, with the three of you, you can't stop me, today the Ancestral Dragon will set foot on your Sword Saint Palace!" Tang Feng snorted coldly, his body soared into the air, and rushed towards Miyamoto Musashi like a divine dragon.

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi did not move, an old face was almost distorted, and he suddenly gritted his teeth fiercely, turned his head and said: "The Sword Saint Palace is dying, please ask the great god of the moon to come down to protect the Dharma!"