Looking at the devastated and ruin-like lobby, Yuan Yinglang's face was like ashes, and he looked like a dead parent.

Originally, Yuan Yinglang came to participate in the martial arts conference on behalf of the Wa Kingdom, and Yuan Yinglang was ready to make a name for himself, but now, his mood seems to be on a roller coaster, falling from the top of the clouds into the abyss.

Not only was the martial arts abolished, but after returning to the family, even the identity of the heir could not be kept......

For a while, Yuan Yinglang only felt that he was the saddest person in the world.

If the annual competition is held, he is expected to win the championship by an overwhelming margin.

At this time, Yuo Kurosaki respectfully walked up to Ye Fan and asked cautiously, "Lord Beichen, I have already done what you asked, are you still satisfied?"

Ye Fan glanced at him coldly and said, "It's okay!" But this is only the first step, then renovate this lobby, smash it again, and so on three times!"

"Obey the order! Don't worry, I will send someone to find the construction team, and I will never dare to slack off!" Kurosaki Yuo nodded and said, the appearance of groveling, just like an ancient eunuch saw the emperor.

"That's right!" Yuo Kurosaki suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked again: "Lord Beichen, you just said that there are three requirements, what is the last one?"

When Ye Fan heard this, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Tomorrow, you are going to participate in the Global Martial Arts Conference......!

Suddenly, Ye Fan waved his hand and built an invisible barrier around himself and Kurosaki Yuo, as if he was cut off from the world around him, and the people next to him couldn't hear his voice at all.

After a few seconds, Ye Fan removed the barrier again.

And Yuo Kurosaki, as if he heard something unbelievable, was dumbfounded, and a very complicated expression appeared on his face, shocked, shocked, angry, and aggrieved......

Seeing his expression, everyone around them was even more curious, not knowing what Ye Fan said.

You know, Yuo Kurosaki is nearly 100 years old, and he has never seen any strong winds and waves, and it is too rare for him to be surprised to such an extent.

......

After more than half a minute, Yuo Kurosaki came back to his senses, looked at Ye Fan trembling and said, "North...... Beichen-sama, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Hmph!" Ye Fan sneered, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and said, "Am I joking?"

When Kurosaki heard this, his hairs stood on end, and it was virtually as if there was a mountain pressing on his chest, which was extremely oppressive, and he was about to suffocate.

Between the lines, Ye Fan's words contain a strong murderous intention.

He knew that if he refused, not only himself, but all the samurai of the Wa delegation would most likely be splattered with blood on the spot and die in Huangquan.

But this last condition is too harsh, if he accepts it, he will become a great sinner in the entire Japanese country, and he will not even have the face to return to China.

Kurosaki Yuo's face was blue and white, as if he was caught in the battle between heaven and man.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Kurosaki's blood was churning, his throat was rolling, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood because of stagnation, and his breath was decaying, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Seeing this scene, several Japanese warriors around them were all dumbfounded, never expecting that a generation of great swordsmen would be so embarrassed.

"Kurosaki-sama, what's wrong with you?" someone asked with concern.

Kurosaki Yuo waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, then turned his head to look at Ye Fan, and said in humiliation: "Your request...... I...... I promised!"

A simple sentence, but he struggled to say it, as if every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"You've made the right choice, so we'll see you tomorrow!"

With that, Ye Fan turned around and walked into the elevator, followed by Tang Long.

Inside the elevator.

Because of extreme excitement, a flush appeared on Tang Long's face, and he looked at Ye Fan with adoring eyes.

Everything that had just happened made him feel like he was living in a dream, and he couldn't even believe it was true.

He couldn't imagine that the invincible great swordsman of the Japanese Kingdom, Yuo Kurosaki, would grovel so much after seeing Ye Fan, just like a mouse seeing a cat, it was so low to the dust.

In Tang Long's opinion, even if Xiang Pojun, the leader of the Eastern Divine Sword, went out, it would be impossible to have such an effect.

But it really happened, right in front of his eyes.

Tang Long also noticed a detail, Yuo Kurosaki's title to Ye Fan was "Lord Beichen", and he didn't know the meaning of this.

Although Ye Beichen's name resounded throughout East Asia, those who are qualified to know are all bigwigs at the top of the pyramid.

Even if Tang Long was a warrior of the Eastern Divine Sword, his level was too low to have access to that kind of secret.

On the other hand, he is also very politically sensitive and does not dare to inquire about Ye Fan's identity without authorization.

However, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity, and asked, "General Ye, what is your last request that can make Yuo Kurosaki so aggrieved that he vomits blood?"

"Hehe......" Ye Fan smiled slightly, and said: "Sell it first, and you will know tomorrow!

......

At the same time, in the lobby, only Yuo Kurosaki, Hidero Gen and a few samurai of the Japanese Kingdom remained.

Yuan Yinglang suffered a double blow of physical and mental, his face was pale and bloodless, he looked at Yuo Kurosaki and said unwillingly: "Master, are you old and confused, you actually bow down to a young man! If this matter spreads, the face of our country will be lost!"

"Yaga! stupid!" Yuo Kurosaki let out an angry roar: "Rebel, if you don't bow down just now, not only you, but even the old man is already a corpse!"

"How is this possible?!"

Yuan Yinglang looked incredulous, and exclaimed: "Master, you are a great swordsman standing at the top of the martial arts, except for the super soldiers of the United States, and the most pinnacle powerhouses of various countries, who can kill you?"

"Humph!"

Kurosaki Yuo sneered, then lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Do you know who that person was just now?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the curiosity of all the samurai of the Japanese Kingdom.

But Yuan Yinglang was still unconvinced, and said: "It's just a hairy boy, even if he is a member of the Huaxia delegation, is he even more powerful than you?"

"His name is Ye Beichen!" "Yuo Kurosaki cut the railway.

"Ye Beichen?" Yuan Yinglang was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, as if he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

At this time, Kurosaki Yuo continued: "A few months ago, he was on the East China Sea and cut off a destroyer with a sword! Not long ago, he came to our country, and in one day he leveled more than a dozen martial arts halls, and with one sword triggered a great tsunami, he killed the sword saint source Musashi on the top of Mount Fuji, and the entire martial arts world of the Wa Kingdom was also trampled under his feet!"

"Boom!"

These words were like a boulder smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

"Shhh

Several warriors of the Wa Kingdom couldn't help but gasp, and their bodies shook violently, as if they had been shocked, and a chill surged from the soles of their feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, as if they were about to freeze their blood and souls together.

And Yuan Yinglang was even more frightened, his face was full of fear, his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets, and he stammered: "He...... He's the Huaxia Killing God?!"

Sword Saint Gen Musashi, born in Seiwa Genji, in terms of seniority, is still the uncle of Gen Yinglang.

Over the years, Genji has also been stained with a lot of Minamoto Musashi's light.

Not long ago, after Minamoto Musashi died in battle, the Gen clan mourned, and at the same time blocked the news, making the peak duel on Mount Fuji taboo and strictly forbidden for family members to talk about it.

However, Yuan Yinglang still learned through the grapevine that Yuan Musashi was killed by a teenager from Huaxia.

Because countless powerful people of the Wa Kingdom were killed by Ye Beichen, the martial arts world of the Wa Kingdom gave Ye Beichen another nickname-

Huaxia Kill God!

Throughout the ages, there are only a handful of people who can be called "killing gods".

The most prestigious, is the famous general Bai Qi of the Warring States Period, in the Changping War, Bai Qi, as the commander, killed all 400,000 soldiers of Zhao State, and the world was shocked.

Now is an era of peace, and there will not be such large-scale casualties, but Ye Fan's countless feats in the Wa Kingdom are completely worthy of the term "killing gods".

Yuan Yinglang never expected that he would meet the legendary Huaxia Killing God!