Thousand Mountains Sword Trick vs. Aoki Sword Trick.

The two sword tricks are the strongest contest at the top of this Japanese country.

Everyone's eyes widened as they watched above the Skytree as two powerful attacks collided with each other.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, almost earth-shattering.

The scattered energy swept in all directions, and even the clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed under such majestic momentum.

The pinnacle battle between Chu Yun and Aoki Chuan shook the heavens and the earth, and even that time and space were almost shattered.

Above the starry sky, the sword qi was still raging and sweeping.

But under the Skytree, everyone was already silent.

No one spoke, everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't take their eyes off the place where the galaxy trembled.

Under the incomparably bright sword light, even the starry sky was so dim. The overwhelming aura covered the entire heaven and earth, and everyone's vision was blocked, and there was only the exploding white light and the sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Will you win?"

Miyazaki raised his head and looked nervously.

Miyazaki Yueqiao still had tears on her face, but her white jade hands were already full of cold sweat. Her eyes were clasped together and she prayed in her heart. No one knows what he is praying for?

Kudo Yuan's eyes were even more dead, and his pupils almost protruded.

"Die, you must die!"

"That Chu Yunyang, you must die!"

Kudo Yuan roared in a low voice, but there was a kind of madness on his face.

And Miyamoto Kumaichi and the others were also tightly tightened by the string in their hearts, silently watching the battle situation on the horizon.

"Senior brother, you must win!"

This second strongest man in the Sword God Palace has never been so eager for a victory as he is today, even if the protagonist of this battle is not him, but he is still extremely eager for victory The sky will be biased towards the side of the Japanese country.

The Japanese country has already lost too many strong people under this young man, if the sword god loses again, then they Japanese country, I am afraid that no one will be able to stop this Chinese teenager.

At that time, the entire Japanese country will be like no man's land for Chu Yun.

Of course, perhaps modern, high-tech weapons can still pose a threat to this teenager. But not to mention whether there is such a weapon in Japan now, even if there is, they are not sure that that kind of weapon can hit Chu Yun.

After all, weapons are dead, and if you want to exert your power, you must be prepared to hit the target. However, the reaction speed of the Titled Grandmaster is extremely terrifying, and it is basically difficult to be locked by the weapon.

Maybe a weapon of mass destruction like a nuclear bomb or other can kill Chu Yun, but what is the price?

That kind of huge price is by no means easy for any country to bear.

Time passed, and in the night sky, the violent storm was gradually subsided.

At this moment, everyone held their breath, and they all prayed vigorously, praying that it was their Japanese sword god who had the last laugh.

The strings in everyone's hearts are tightened, and the anger here is surprisingly solemn, as if dripping water. The air seemed to stand still, and there were thousands of people, but not one of them made any sound, and the only thing heard was the sound of their rapid and dull heartbeats.

Finally, the night sky has vanished!

As if the clouds were gone, under the bright moonlight, those two figures reappeared in front of everyone.

One of them, with a delicate face, stood faintly. The deep gaze seems to come from the ancient wilderness.

Ling Yiren, dressed in white fluttering, expressionless, straight, standing quietly under the starry sky.

"Did you win?"

"Is it a tie!"

Everyone below was puzzled, looked at Kumaichi Miyamoto, and asked in surprise.

"Let's tie. Kumaichi Miyamoto whispered, as if sighing and praying.

For some reason, looking at the sky, Miyamoto Kumaichi suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and in the depths of his heart, he slowly rose.

Poof!

Just when everyone was puzzled, a low and dull sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

I saw one person, and his body suddenly trembled violently, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Crimson blood spilled into the night sky and drifted down.

It fell to the earth, to the sea and the river.

Kudo Moto stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, but it was a handful of blood.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the whole world was suddenly dead and silent at this moment. The warriors of the entire Japanese kingdom raised their heads one after another, looking at the depths of the Tianhe River in horror, only to see that there, the white-robed old man who was originally standing straight had bent down at this moment, coughing violently, and every time he coughed, a mouthful of red blood burst out.

On the other side, the handsome young man was still standing there faintly.

In the deep pupils, there is no joy or sorrow. As if looking at ants, looking at the Aoki River, looking at the thousands of miles of stars, and looking at everyone in Japan.

"Sword God!"

"Sword God!"

Under the Skytree, many people cried, and all the hope and joy were shattered in an instant at the moment when the sword god vomited blood.

The strongest man in their country, the man who once opened the mountains with one sword and slashed the tsunami with one sword, was defeated after all.

"It's over, we're all done. ”

"A Chinese boy has blown up our entire Japanese country..."

With a long sigh of sorrow, countless people in Japan suddenly burst into tears, lying on the ground, letting the tears run rampant, and letting the grief rage.

Miyamoto Kuma's body shook and looked at Changkong's face, but his face was already dead.

Kudo Yuan was even more overwhelmed, his face was full of disbelief, and he repeated the same words over and over again: "How could it be, how could it be, how could the sword god be, how could the young man surnamed Chu beat the sword god?"

Under the Skytree of Nuoda, only Miyazaki Tsuki left tears of relief.

"Mr. Chu, sure enough, the power of God is the world..."Miyazaki Kai was also full of tears, full of admiration.

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On the Skytree.

The corners of Aoki Chuan's mouth were already full of blood, and Chu Yun's Thousand Mountains Sword Technique just now, after destroying Aoki Sword Intent, poured into Aoki Chuan's body without reservation.

This is also Aoki Chuan's strength, otherwise, he would not even be alive now, how could he still have the strength to stand in the air and talk to Chu Yun?

The Thousand Mountains Sword Technique is the supreme swordsmanship created by the Wine Sword Immortal with his life. Although Chu Yun had only mastered the first form now, this kind of immortal martial arts thaumaturgy was more than enough to deal with these ant beings on the earth.

This is also the realm of Aoki Chuan and Chu Yun, otherwise, with the sword just now, Chu Yun would have split Aoki Chuan in half with one sword.

Poof, another mouthful of blood spurted out of Aoki River's mouth, and in the dark night sky, the red blood color was so scarlet and dazzling.

At this time, Aokigawa tried hard to support his body and insisted on not letting him fall. He raised his head, and his cloudy old eyes were full of unwillingness, and he couldn't imagine that the swordsmanship he thought was the best in the world was actually defeated by a young man's swordsmanship.

If Chu Yun used other moves to defeat him, Aoki Chuan would not feel so frustrated. But Chu Yun defeated him head-on in his proudest aspect.

This almost made Aokikawa's pride for so many years collapse in an instant.

"Tell me, you... What is the name of that trick you just had?" The voice trembled, the old man trembled, and asked Chu Yun word by word.

However, Chu Yun looked at the old man indifferently, but smiled faintly.

"Those who are about to die, why should they know the swordsmanship of the deity?"

Chu Yun's words fell, his expression froze again, and the energy that had been silent boiled again, and in the veins, the true yuan rolled, and a huge momentum swept up again.

What the?

Seeing Chu Yun explode instantly, everyone under the Sky Tower was instantly shocked.

Miyamoto Kuma's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Bastard!"

"He's going to kill my Japanese sword god?"

"How can it!"

"Bastard, stop me!!"

Miyamoto Kumaichi was almost crazy, he roared, rising from the ground like a fried lion, but he was madly running in the direction of his sword god brother.

However, at this time, Chu Yun's attack had already been brewing.

I saw Chu Yun standing horizontally in the void, and his monstrous energy burst out.

"Xiaoxiao, you dare to kill me?!!"

Aoki River's eyes were about to split, his pupils were bursting, and his face was bloody, but he roared angrily.

Chu Yun smiled coldly: "Do you dare to see if I dare?"

In the midst of Sen Ran's laughter, he attacked violently, but he had already fallen.

"Heavenly Thirteen Styles"

"First Style: Star Slash!"

Chu Yun stepped on the sky and swung his qi like a sword.