When martial arts reach the realm of Miyamoto Hongichi, almost all martial arts are transparent

"Boom!"

The fists and swords intersected again, the sword ring shattered, and Miyamoto Koichi retreated three or four steps. The hand shook violently as if it were about to break. Mo Xuan's punch is not much more powerful than before, but the fist technique is so wonderful that it is simply beyond Miyamoto Hongichi's imagination. made any of his skills useless, and in the end he could only carry Mo Xuan's punch.

And with the strength of his flesh, he is clearly at an absolute inferior.

"Yes, come again!"

Mo Xuan's fighting spirit is getting higher and higher, and there is no fancyness in one punch, yes, yes, it is such a punch, but it can cause huge damage to Miyamoto Hongichi

Every time Miyamoto Hongichi collides, it is like colliding with a small truck, if it weren't for his perennial accumulation of flesh, I'm afraid he would have been beaten into a meatloaf long ago

And then Mo Xuan saw the opportunity and punched Miyamoto Hongichi's body, if he hit the knife, Miyamoto Hongichi could still fight against Mo Xuan, although it was very difficult, at least he would not be crushed

But it's different physically, although the body has accumulated over the years, but can it be compared with the Taoist body of the "Taihuang Sutra"?

This punch hit Miyamoto Hongichi and produced an unprecedented color change. He retreated again and again, almost all around the entire Tokyo Tower, and finally pushed to the edge of the tower, and one step behind him was hundreds of meters high cliffs.

In the face of Mo Xuan's sky-shaking blow, Miyamoto Hiroshi repeatedly had no way to retreat.

The No. 1 Sword Saint of the island country let out an unprecedented roar, his eyes shot a brilliant white light, and he raised his long knife violently and raised it above his head, his tip and blade were almost connected to the person, and finally it seemed to merge with the entire Tokyo Tower. His entire essence had never been so condensed as it was now, and it had been promoted to an unprecedented level, as if all his power was about to melt into one point.

"Ancient Sword Flow, Mystery, Sacrifice and Slash!"

The sword qi soared into the sky, almost reaching a height of tens of meters, and the white sword qi was earth-shattering, as if the entire Tokyo Tower had risen in the air. Countless people in distant places have seen this scene and can't help but be shocked.

At this time, Miyamoto Hongichi only had Mo Xuan left in his eyes, and he took a step forward, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Then the dozens of meters of knives in his hand slashed down in the air, as if he was going to cut the entire iron tower. As the sword and the golden thread collided together, the void vibrate, and the iron tower squeaked even more, as if it could no longer withstand the blow of the two of them.

When the white sword was entangled with the golden light, Miyamoto Hongichi suddenly gave up the knife energy, and the person followed the knife, and the human knife was one, turning into a silver sword that struck Mo Xuan.

It turns out that this is the true meaning of sacrificing one's life.

At this time, Miyamoto Hongichi condensed all the strength of his body to this point, just like the ancient assassins, sacrificing his life for righteousness, and if he didn't succeed, he became benevolent. This is the most powerful knife he has ever slashed in his life, and Takemiya Hiroichi believes that even if the Divine Realm is here, he can also kill it with one sword.

In the face of this sudden blow, Mo Xuan's face did not move, and it was only that punch that he fought back

"Boom!"

The void was pierced at this moment, the white cloud ring spread out in all directions, and the roaring thunder had not yet sounded, and Mo Xuan's punch had already been punched out first.

Mo Xuan's punch didn't use any aura, nor did he use any spells, it was just a simple punch, and Miyamoto Hongichi only had time to aim the tip of his knife at Mo Xuan's fist at this time.

"Boom!"

When the tips of the fists touch.

An unprecedented explosion sounded over Tokyo Tower, like the sound of countless cannonballs falling at the same time. Mo Xuan's punch was too powerful for anyone to withstand, including Hiroichi Miyamoto. Almost at the moment when the fist collided with the sword, Mo Xuan's unrivaled fist strength had already broken the broken water flow, and then forcibly broke through Miyamoto Hongichi's body protection strength and smashed into his chest.

Hiroshi Miyamoto spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest was dented, and the whole person was knocked down by Mo Xuan's punch and fell off the tower.

At this time, the aftermath of the energy completely exploded.

"Squeak!"

Everyone looked up at the same time and looked up at the sky. I saw an incredible scene.

As if overwhelmed, the spire of the tower slowly snapped, and the huge pillar made of countless steels broke in two from the middle and slowly fell to the ground. Tokyo Tower has become bald!

Countless people were dumbfounded.

"Is this still human power?"

I don't know how many people are talking to themselves.

Although they didn't see the two fighting, they could already imagine what an unprecedented and brilliant battle was on top of the tower. The two must be warriors standing on top of the entire world.

"Who won?"

More people care about winning and losing.

As the smoke cleared, some sharp-eyed people looked up and saw only one person standing on the top of the tower more than 200 meters high. The martial artist's eyesight was very good, and when he saw that the man was covered in blue light, black clothes and black hair, and hunting in long clothes, he couldn't help but change his expression suddenly.

"Is it Mochen?"

"Where's the Sword Master?"

"Could it be that Mochen has won? How is this possible?"

Takeda Xuanfeng and other Japanese grandmasters and martial artists all changed color, the other sword saints were silent, and Mitsui Xiong and other Japanese high-level leaders sank like water, and their hearts were angry. And the warriors of Huaguo let out an earth-shaking cheer.

Mochen has won!

The Huaguo martial arts world has won!

The Chinese dancers all hugged each other happily. In stark contrast to them, the surrounding Japanese warriors were gloomy.

"Mochen really deserves to be the first in China. ”

There are immortal cultivators who come from Europe and the United States and can't help but admire.

How old is Mo Xuan? How old is Miyamoto Hongichi? Isn't this a comparison?

At this time, some of the ancient powers in Europe also paid attention

At this time, Mo Xuan was standing on the top of the tower, his black hair was flying in the night breeze, but his expression was not relaxed, but there was a trace of solemnity.

Mo Xuan felt that his physical body had broken through to another level

Mo Xuan was thinking about it.

There was a tremendous force under his feet, like a volcanic eruption.

Mo Xuan's figure floated a few meters away, and he saw a black figure slamming through the steel floor and rising into the sky. After the man flew into the sky, he didn't fall, but stood a few meters above the ground, standing in the night breeze in the air, with a smile on his sleeves and eyes like electricity:

"Mochen decide, thank you very much!"

The person who came was Miyamoto Hongichi, who was standing in the void at this time, surrounded by a huge amount of energy, so that he did not fall. Despite his loose hair, ragged clothes, broken long knives, and even deep depressions in his chest, Hiroichi Miyamoto was not only not the slightest frustration and frustration, but his face was full of joy.

"If it weren't for you, I might not have been able to step into the divine realm. ”

"Mo Chen, you can never imagine how powerful the Divine Realm is. I seem to be able to control the power of the whole heaven and earth, that is, Tokyo is under my feet, I can see the every move of pedestrians from several kilometers away, I can borrow the power of heaven and earth, I can crush you with one punch!"

Takemiya Hongichi stretched out his hands and said with a face full of intoxication.

As he spoke, his breath skyrocketed one by one, as if it was endless, quickly breaking through the limits of the transformation realm and ascending to another realm, just like humans evolving into superhumans. Whether it is spiritual, physical, or true energy, it is growing rapidly. His spiritual power even began to radiate like substance, like tentacles, shooting out in all directions.

After Miyamoto Hongichi finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Xuan:

"To thank you, let's die. ”

An excited light shot out of his eyes, and a sword light composed of white mist suddenly smashed down from the sky and pressed towards Mo Xuan. Although this sword is only ten zhang long, the strength in it has never been condensed, turning into substance, like Mount Tai pressing down, much stronger than Miyamoto Hongichi's previous full attack.

In this regard, Mo Xuan's expression was not a little afraid, but showed a trace of contempt:

"Divine Realm, it's not that I look down on you, the real Divine Realm is just a snap of my fingers in front of me."

Mo Xuan didn't say a big thing, Mo Xuan was an immortal in his previous life, and the god realm is also the lowest price god in different levels, Mo Xuan don't say a snap of his fingers, and the other party is estimated to be gone if he has a color

"Today, let me kill your so-called divine realm and show it to the world. ”

After Mo Xuan finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his hands.

A Dragon Emperor Ancestor Qi rushed into the sky

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were reversed, the chaos was churning, and there seemed to be a great sun and a bright moon in the void. Both the residents of Tokyo and the many warriors from all over the world who watched from under the tower were treated to a spectacle that had never been seen before.

The resonance between the Dragon Emperor's ancestral qi and that luck, because at that time, the Great Qin Qi, the Dragon Emperor's ancestral qi, was the practice of the First Emperor

Mo Xuan this is looking at Mt. Fuji "I see".

At the top of Tokyo Tower, where the night is dark, a sun and a moon appear at the same time.

The sun and the moon appear together, and the world is turned upside down!

This is a phenomenon created by Mo Xuan with the ancestral qi of the Dragon Emperor, and it is also deliberately created by Mo Xuan, because he just wants people all over the world to see, this is Huaxia!

Knock knock!"

When the sun and moon rose at the same time, Mo Xuan's Dragon Emperor Ancestral Qi surrounded the air, and a golden dragon flew in the sky

At this time, Mo Xuan punched over, and the Dragon Emperor Ancestral Qi also followed

In the face of Mo Xuan's punch, Miyamoto Hongichi couldn't help but change his face wildly.

Although Miyamoto Hongichi has practiced for hundreds of years, he has never seen such a martial arts, a dragon! This is clearly an immortal method and a supernatural power! Especially the huge power condensed in Mo Xuan's body made him rise a threat from his heart.

Intuition told Miyamoto that Moxuan's punch could threaten his life.

He screamed, the whites of his eyes swelling.

The overwhelming spiritual power was suppressed, this spiritual power was much stronger than any opponent Mo Xuan had seen before, but it was much worse than Mo Xuan on the whole. But this monstrous wave hit Mo Xuan's body, just like a big wave crashing on a reef, no matter how high the wave is, no matter how big the tsunami is, the reef will not move at all.

What's more, Moxuan is not an ordinary reef, but Mount Tai!

"Ancient Sword Flow, Mystery, Breaking a Thousand Troops!"

Hiroichi Miyamoto combined his hands into a knife, used his palm as a knife, and slashed it in the air. The white sword qi came overwhelmingly. Originally, Miyamoto Hiroichi was able to pull out a knife with all his strength, but at this time, he could swing it casually.

The biggest feature of stepping into the divine realm is that you can sense a huge ocean of vitality. Then you can use the power that is much smaller than before, borrow the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and wield the power that is not inferior or even surpasses the previous one.

Although Miyamoto Hongichi still belongs to the half-hung god realm and is still being promoted, he can already vaguely borrow some of the power of heaven and earth.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

One after another, the sword qi slashed down in the air, as if the heavens and the earth were broken.

Tokyo Tower, which is only more than 200 meters away, has been hit again at this time. The knife qi slashed on the steel frame, and suddenly made the steel frame squeak, and some small steel frames were directly cut off. Miyamoto Koichi is like a chef with a knife to cut turnips, slashing them one by one, and slashing Tokyo Tower by another twenty or thirty meters.

At this time, Mo Xuan was still standing there. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the dragon groaned, as if everything in the world could be torn apart by it.

Allow your monstrous sword qi to descend, and as soon as you come into contact with the Dragon Emperor's ancestral qi, all of them will dissipate

"How is this possible, are you also a god realm?"

Hiroichi Miyamoto was overshadowed.

"You think the Divine Realm is amazing, but in my eyes, what's the difference between him and an ant?"

Mo Xuan smiled faintly, his eyes widened violently, and another Dragon Emperor Ancestor Qi came out, one was very terrifying, let alone two

Miyamoto Hongichi believes that he lost this battle and has no chance, and he can think of Mo Xuan's age

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Hirokazu went crazy.

The white sword qi fell like rain, and in the middle of the air, it was as if the Duke of Heaven had poured fine wine, and it flew straight down three thousand feet.

"Ancient Sword Flow, Mystery, Thousand Birds Slash!"

"Ancient Sword Flow, Mystery, Break the Evil Sword!"

"Ancient Sword Flow, Ultimate Mystery...."

Miyamoto Hiroichi pulled to the apex violently, he actually postponed his promotion to the god realm, and put all the power of his body into his hands. A three-foot-long white sword emerged from his palm.

This white sword light is very small compared to the sword qi that was tens of meters away from before, but it is extremely condensed, like a laser, and there are even clouds and smoke in it, condensed like crystal jade. Hiroichi Miyamoto seemed to be holding a long white crystal knife.

Hiroichi Miyamoto slowly raised his hand, as if lifting a thousand pounds of weight, put his hands together, and stood on top of his head.

As his palms rose step by step, his lips trembled, his chest shook violently like a blower, and even spurted blood, blood flowed from his nostrils and ears, and his eyes swelled. This trick is too much of a burden for his current body. After all, he was seriously injured before he was promoted. But Hiroshi Miyamoto didn't care at all, and firmly raised his hand above his head, because even if he died, he would die a glorious resistance!

Then slam everything down.

"It's as big as a slash!"

Boom, in the void, only a brilliant sword light was seen. This sword light stretched across the sky, I don't know how long, I don't know where it leads, it is like a comet shooting through the sky.

Whether it is the people in Tokyo or the many warriors under the tower, there is only that white light left in the pupils of their eyes. Other than that, there is no other one.

"Who won?"

When their hearts are deceitful. A calm and leisurely voice suddenly sounded in my ears:

"Dragon Emperor Annihilation!"

Two golden dragons wrapped Mo Xuan, and they jumped out again, three! Three! That Dragon Emperor Ancestor Qi rushed towards Miyamoto Hongichi and exploded directly!

Miyamoto was still in a position of splitting his hands, but the red and white pillars of light had already passed through his chest and shot into the vast night sky.

Whether it is the mighty sword qi or the protective body qi of the divine realm, in front of the sun and moon wheel, it is like paper paste. This immortal's boxing technique was created, and it was prepared for the strong who refined the body.

"Boom!"

When the white sword light collided with the sun and moon wheel, the huge energy spread out in all directions. From a distance, the entire top of Tokyo Tower looks like an atomic bomb, and a beautiful white cloud rings out to the surrounding area, and the satellite city is faintly visible dozens of miles away.

"After all, it's still.... Lost"

Hiroichi Miyamoto's lips trembled, unable to speak. His physical body had been destroyed by Mo Xuan, but his spirit was still there, so that he could still hold on and say this.

He couldn't believe it at all.

He has obviously been promoted to the god realm, and he is invincible in the world. How could he still lose to Mo Xuan? Isn't the Divine Realm invincible? Aren't all ants under the Divine Realm?

"I said, your so-called divine realm is just an ant to me."

There was indifference in the model's eyes, and he strode towards him in the air.

Hiroichi Miyamoto's spirit let out a terrible scream, and it shot out of the broken flesh, trying to escape. Since his divine soul had just become a god realm and had not yet been fully promoted, it was still in a transparent state. 、

Mo Xuan just snorted coldly at this and pointed his finger

"Broken!"

This is Miyamoto Hongichi's spirit vanished

This powerhouse of the Megatron Island Country, who had stood at the apex of the earth for decades, and even wanted to break through the divine realm, disappeared like this.

Only the half-broken Tokyo Tower remains, and it still bears witness to all this.