These magic weapons, all of which have a history of hundreds of years, reveal a vast atmosphere.

Looking at the shape and texture, it is obviously derived from China, and eighty percent of it was plundered by the Japanese state through the war of that year.

The ivory wat board is mysterious and sacred, dazzling and gorgeous.

White jade ruler, carved totem, divine power flows, and is full of energy.

Bronze bells, the sound is like a bell, the gods bloom, the light lingers.

The red long knife, the fire is scorching, the heat wave is monstrous, and it is devastating.

In addition, there are jade Xiao, copper furnace, golden sword, fairy lantern, pearl, lotus platform、......

Each magic weapon was refined by these priests day and night with essence blood, and it also attached the supreme divine power of the great priest, which possessed extremely terrifying power.

At this moment, ten magic weapons burst out together, as if forming a formation, and the entire sky trembled, and they wanted to suppress Ye Fan.

The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart, emitting a piercing sonic boom.

"Boy, die! This is what happened to you for offending Ise Jingu!" Shirakawa Ohno roared.

In their opinion, Ye Fan was holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword, attacking the peerless, unstoppable, but it was impossible to shake ten supreme magic weapons at the same time, and soon, he would be completely suppressed, or even bombarded into slag.

However, Ye Fan looked disdainful, looked at the magic weapon that swept towards him, and said lightly:

"The peerless edge, if it falls into the hands of the ants, it will not be able to exert any power! I don't need to sacrifice a magic weapon to deal with you, I can do it with my bare hands!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

Mad!

It's crazy!

Shirakawa Ohno and the other ten priests seemed to have been greatly insulted, their eyes were torn, and their chests rose and fell, as if there was a monstrous anger surging in them.

The next moment, Ye Fan really abandoned his sword, picked up his fist, and prepared to shake the magic weapon with his bare hands.

"Boom!"

The unparalleled determination revealed on the ten magic weapons was like a vast and boundless sea, wanting to submerge Ye Fan, compared to this terrifying power, Ye Fan seemed so small.

"The mantis arm is a car, and you can't do it yourself!" Shirakawa Ono sneered, looking into his eyes as if he were looking at a cold corpse.

"Is this son so big that he really doesn't take us seriously?" the priest on the other side shouted angrily.

"I don't know how thick the sky is! These ten magic weapons contain the blessings of the divine power of the great priest, and he will definitely die!"

......

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and the momentum on his body was rising, endlessly.

"Boom!"

The Void Pill in the dantian operated wildly, and the internal strength of the Emperor was like the Yangtze River bursting, injected into his right fist.

"Huh!"

The light on the fist was magnificent, blooming with a dazzling light, like creating another round of red sun, which made people blind for a while, and did not dare to look directly.

Bathed in golden light, his fists tear through the night, no fancy, no skill to speak of, just hard bang and hard shock.

A punch was blasted out, like a god pushing the sun and the moon to go, running over the sky, suppressing the mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds changed color, and the ghosts were terrified.

Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fan's right fist took the lead in smashing into the nearest red long knife.

"Thorn la la!"

A clear cracking sound suddenly rang out.

In the blink of an eye, the long red knife was like papier-mâché, instantly shattering and turning into powder, leaving not even a fragment behind.

"Poof!"

Under the induction of the qi machine, the owner of the red long knife suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and his face turned pale, obviously suffering extremely serious internal injuries.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of Shirakawa Ohno and the other priests changed greatly, their eyes widened, and they had a ghostly expression.

Invisibly, it was as if a high mountain was pressing on their chests, almost suffocating, and a strong sense of crisis arose.

Ye Fan's power with one punch is so perverted that it simply subverts their worldview.

Before this, they couldn't imagine that there were people in this world who could use ** mortal fetus to shake magic weapons.

They didn't know that Ye Fan's cultivation of the Heavenly Overlord Body, even in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, was the top-level body refining technique, and with Ye Fan's current physical strength, it was even tougher and sharper than the top-level divine soldiers.

And the shattering of the red long knife is not the end, but only the beginning.

The next moment, his figure turned into a phantom, and his iron fist struck one after another, destroying the mountains and mountains and suppressing all things.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang !!"

The deafening sound of gold and iron clashing sounded like a raging storm.

Wat board, magic ruler, bell, jade Xiao, copper furnace, golden sword, fairy lantern, pearl, lotus platform......

One magic weapon after another, it was beaten to pieces in a few breaths.

One force will drop ten!

Under the suppression of absolute power, these magic weapons are no different from plastic toys, and they can't resist the edge of Ye Fan's iron fist at all.

And those priests also spurted blood wildly, slumped to the ground, and obviously lost the strength to fight again.

After doing all this, Ye Fan was still calm and relaxed, and the corners of his clothes were not messy.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, an ethereal and dusty aura floated on his body, like a peerless god king descending on earth, and he was the only one in heaven and on earth.

Not to mention just ten magic weapons, even if it is a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand, it can't hurt it in the slightest.

The invincible scene just now was deeply imprinted in the souls of many priests in the field.

In the dark, a mood called "despair" climbed into their hearts like a vine.

The faces of many priests were even more ugly than eating, and the eyes that looked at Ye Fan revealed complex emotions, anger, hatred, and horror, but more of it was fear that went deep into the bone marrow.

"You...... How can you be so strong? This is not within the reach of human beings!" someone said in a trembling voice.

"It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you're too weak!" Ye Fan's cold voice resounded throughout the audience.

If it was before, these priests would definitely be furious, furious, and threatened to kill Ye Fan.

But now, they are trembling, holding their breath, and they don't even dare to let out a fart.

"Sting!"

Ye Fan's cold gaze swept over their faces like a sharp blade.

Many priests lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Ye Fan, just like fish on a chopping board, which could only be slaughtered by others.

Only Shirakawa Ohno was alone, still holding his head high, his eyes were red, staring at Ye Fan deadly, gritting his teeth and saying: "Ye Beichen, even if you kill us, the great priest will avenge us!"

"Aha......"

When Ye Fan heard this, he seemed to have heard some big joke, and let out a burst of heroic laughter: "Ridiculous! I've been killed in the Ise Shrine, what kind of bullshit is the great priest, and he hides inside like a shrunken turtle and doesn't dare to show his face! Even if I kill you immediately, what can he do to me?"

As he spoke, Ye Fan referred to the sword and slashed in the air.

The internal strength that is condensed like a substance turns into a refined Changhong and shoots out.

"Puff sss

In the next moment, there were red blood lines on the necks of the ten priests, and the red blood gushed out, killing them instantly.

At this time, Ye Fan raised his head slightly, and shouted loudly: "Great Priest, if you don't come out again, I will burn down the Ise Shrine and turn this sacred place of Shinto into ashes!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, an aura like an abyss and a prison, like an angry wave, struck from the depths of Ise Jingu, instantly sweeping the heavens and the earth.

Immediately after, a young and shrill voice sounded:

"Ye Beichen, I've been waiting for you for a long time! If you're brave enough, enter the Desolate Sacrifice Palace and come to me!"

After that, the terrifying aura was like the ebb tide of the sea, and it instantly dissipated without a trace.

Seeing this, Ye Fan frowned, pondered for a moment, and still took a step and walked inside.

The Aramatsu Shrine is a separate shrine within the Ise Shrine, and the worship god is the Amaterasu Great Okami Spirit, which represents the fighting and angry spirit of mankind, and is also regarded as the source of war, disaster, and destruction.

Soon, Ye Fan came to the front of the Wasted Sacrifice Palace.

The palace doors were wide open, as if to welcome him.

However, Ye Fan had a whim, and the hairs on his body stood up, sensing an unprecedented sense of foreboding.

The spacious gate seemed to turn into nine demons in his eyes, opening its bloody mouth to devour him.

At this time, the shrill voice sounded again, provocatively:

"How...... Don't dare to come in? Ye Beichen, who was still showing off his martial arts just now, will he also be afraid?"