After Tang Feng finished explaining, he just wanted to turn around and leave, when his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the plaque on the door, and he immediately swept it over and kicked out with his right foot.

With a bang, this plaque, which belonged to the Sword Saint Palace and also represented the dignity of the Sword Saint Palace, was kicked to pieces by Tang Feng on the spot.

Seeing this, the dragon group and the others couldn't help but say: "After today, the Fuso Sword Sacred Palace is completely finished, even if the old puppet of Miyamoto Musashi is not dead, it can no longer pose any threat." ”

The Black Dragon King nodded and looked at Tang Feng and said: "It is worthy of the Ancestral Dragon Thorn Lord, Old Ancestral Dragon wanted to destroy this Sword Saint Palace many years ago, but he was worried that the evil spirit hidden in Fusang would not dare to act rashly, and now the Ancestral Dragon Thorn Lord not only abolished Miyamoto Musashi, but also wiped out that evil spirit, which is really a miracle." ”

The rest of the dragon group members nodded one after another, and many of them even said on the spot: "Now that we have destroyed the Sword Saint Palace, with the strength of the Ancestral Dragon Thorn, it is enough to sweep the entire world without being invincible, and then we should go to the European country and destroy that damn blood alliance as well?"

"That's right, not only the European Blood Alliance, but also Tianzhu's Western Heaven Organization, will also be wiped out at that time, and in this way, our Huaxia Dragon Group will become a martial arts that truly dominates the entire world. ”

After all the members of the dragon group finished speaking, they all turned their heads to look at Tang Feng, and their faces were all excited.

Tang Feng really didn't say anything, his face was still calm, and after waving his hand, he said, "Give you five minutes to empty the treasure of the Sword Saint Palace, and then return to Huaxia in the starry night." ”

"It's Lord Ancestral Dragon Thorn!" After receiving Tang Feng's order, everyone, including the Shadow Dragon, moved, and swept towards the depths of the Sword Saint Palace.

In less than five minutes, the treasures in the treasure had already been moved out, Tang Feng's eyebrows moved, and the three thousand divine fires in his body suddenly gushed out and rushed towards the gate.

The gate caught fire in an instant, and the bigger the fire, the fire in the front yard spread soon, and soon the whole palace rose into flames.

The flames were soaring, and the entire mountain range was illuminated red, so Tang Feng and the others took advantage of the sky-high flames behind them to quickly come to the coast of Hokkaido, and then boarded the Dragon Thorn cruise ship and returned in the direction of Huaxia.

The fire on the mountainside is getting bigger and bigger, although there are many modern firefighters who rush to the rescue, but it is useless, and in the end they can only watch this Fuso holy land palace being burned to ruins by the fire.

And at this moment, on the top of the mountain, in front of the thatched house, Miyamoto Musashi is standing there like a dying man.

Behind him is the Second Holy Son, and there is no one else on this empty mountaintop, and the evening breeze blows, and the whole mountain top has an indescribable desolation and coldness.

The Second Holy Son looked at the sky-high fire below, and the tears in his two eyes flowed out, and said, "It's over, now our Sword Saint Palace is completely destroyed." ”

"The three-hundred-year-old foundation of the Sword Saint Palace, known as the guardian holy land of Fusang, I can't imagine that it will be destroyed like this!"

Although Miyamoto Musashi had his back to him, and although his figure was embarrassed, he snorted abruptly: "Shut up, how can my holy son of the Fusang Sword Sacred Palace cry easily, you remember, even if you shed the last drop of blood, you must not cry like a girl!"

His words were really sharp, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, it was hard to imagine that this old guy, at this moment, Xuandan had completely exploded, but the momentum was still there, and his people had not even fallen.

The second holy son shook violently, and really stopped crying, his tearful eyes suddenly showed a poisonous color, and the whole person gritted his teeth and said: "It's all that dragon thorn boy in Huaxia, it's all this damn guy, ruining our Fusang Sword Sacred Palace, this ugliness is not the same as the sky, and one day he will be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

Miyamoto Musashi's gaze seemed to be wandering and illusory, but he said in a deep voice: "Yes, that kid must die, not only set foot on the Sword Saint Palace, but even abolished this seat." ”

The Second Holy Son couldn't help asking, "Master, how is your injury now?"

Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand and said: "The injury is not a big deal, but the Xuandan has been completely blown up, and I am afraid that the strength will not be able to recover." ”

The Second Holy Son gritted his teeth and shouted: "Damn, now that your strength has been greatly damaged, isn't it even more difficult for us to take revenge?"

"It's more difficult, that's not necessarily!" Miyamoto Musashi suddenly sneered, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, not only revealing a vicious banter.

Seeing this, the Second Holy Son hurriedly asked, "Could it be that Master, you still have a way?"

Miyamoto Musashi said in a deep voice: "That dragon thorn boy, the exercises he has practiced are too strong and weird, and it is also our carelessness, and the moonlight clone summoned by this prayer happened to be restrained by his exercises. ”

"Otherwise, with the strength of the moon god clone, how can the damn boy wipe out the moon light clone!"

The Second Holy Son nodded and said, "Yes, this point is indeed our carelessness. ”

Miyamoto Musashi snorted: "Our Fuso is not only the great god of the moon, but also the great god of Amaterasu, then the exercises of the Huaxia dragon stabbing boy are related to fire, and they are the supreme mastery, and the great god of Amaterasu itself is the system of the supreme yang, so the kid naturally can't restrain it." ”

The Second Holy Son nodded again and said, "What the master said is extremely true, if you can pray and communicate with the great god of the moon and ask him to come down, you may be able to kill that dragon thorn boy at that time." ”

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the coast of Hokkaido, and after a long time, he hummed: "In two days, the ancient ruins in the secret realm sealing place, the so-called Tianji Palace seal was loosened and born, and then the dragon thorn boy will definitely enter the secret realm." ”

The Second Holy Son said: "Master, according to your meaning, we are going to enter the secret realm this time?"

"That's nature!" Miyamoto Musashi snorted coldly, and then said: "Others may not know, but this seat does know that in the secret realm seal, because of the weak law, summon the god Amaterasu, once the doppelganger comes, the strength will be greatly enhanced than on the earth, and that kid will definitely die at that time!"

"You must hurry up and prepare, you must be fast, you must prepare the materials for summoning and praying in the next two days, and then enter the secret realm together, you know?" Miyamoto Musashi ordered.

"Don't worry, Master, the disciple will go and prepare, this time the dragon will be stabbed to death in a place where there is no sound of burial!" After the two holy sons finished speaking, they immediately swept their bodies and disappeared into the top of the mountain.

At the same time, the Huaxia Dragon Thorn had left the range of Fusang and entered the open sea.

At this moment, all the members of the dragon group are celebrating in the cabin, the atmosphere is very cheerful, I have to say that Fusang and Huaxia have always had constant friction, especially in the last world, there were many wars.

One of the very important reasons why Zu Long established the Dragon Group was to deal with this Fusang Sword Saint Palace, and for all the members of the Dragon Group, destroying the Sword Saint Palace had become a long-cherished wish for many years.

Now that the goal has finally been achieved, they are naturally excited.

Tang Feng was not very accustomed to this cheerful and festive atmosphere, and after clinking glasses with several important subordinates, he took his leave of the cabin and walked to the deck, and then sat down cross-legged, condensing three thousand furnaces to refine the true yuan.