Just when Zhang Heng was explaining the matter in Niuer Mountain, Dongying, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, had a shocking event.

The symbol of Toei kendo and the idol in the hearts of a generation of swordsmen, Master Mitsui Kazuki is dead!

His coffin was lifted out of Mitsui's house and attracted the attention of countless people.

"Mitsui-sama!"

The black and white photo of Kazuki Mitsui looks very majestic.

It is one of the few photographs of him during his lifetime, and it is now used as a posthumous portrait.

Countless people wailed, and the cries shook the sky.

The cherry blossoms in the sky were falling and sprinkling, as if they were also seeing off this great great swordsman.

Many swordsmen were paralyzed on the ground, and the death of the great swordsman made it difficult for them to support them, and there were not a few people who had a mental breakdown at this moment.

Mitsui Kazuki entered Huaxia to challenge Zhang Xianshi, but was killed by a sword!

This news, in just a few days, has swept the entire Dongying land.

The name of Huaxia Zhang Immortal Master, like a storm, swept through the entire Dongying, and no one did not know his name.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's hatred in Dongying soared, and there were too many people who wanted to take his life.

It's just that most people are pessimistic, and even the Great Sword Master is not his opponent, so how can we do it?

Mourning is all over the field, and the cry is shaking the sky.

And at this special moment, a black Honda drove out of the back door of Mitsui's house in a very low-key manner.

In the car, in addition to the driver, there were two people sitting.

One is Master Nakamura, while the other is Junko Mitsui.

"Miss Junko, the Great Sword Master was obviously not killed by Zhang Heng, wouldn't it be a problem to announce the news like this?" Master Nakamura frowned.

Zhang Heng did not kill Mitsui Kazuki, but admired him, so he spared his life.

"You have to understand one thing, my uncle is the idol in everyone's hearts, what will happen if he is defeated and the news of his abolition of kendo spreads?"

"So......" Master Nakamura somewhat understood.

"So he had to die. Junko Mitsui sighed lightly: "If he doesn't die, everyone knows that he is a waste, then the Mitsui family will become a laughing stock, and his reputation as a great swordsman will be completely ruined, and everyone will laugh at us, do you understand?"

"For a samurai, glory is more important than life, so uncle he died. ”

When she said this, a cruel look flashed in Junko Mitsui's eyes.

"You see, after he died, everyone was reminiscing about his life, everyone was crying, there were many warriors who even wore linen and filial piety for him, he did not insult his name as a great swordsman, he died in glory in the process of fighting with the Huaxia people! Moreover, people still hate Zhang Xianshi, isn't this the effect we want?"

Master Nakamura was silent.

He's a martial artist, and he doesn't like to think about things that are too complicated, but that doesn't mean he's a fool.

Junko Mitsui said the truth, he fully understood, there is no doubt that the death of the great sword master is the best result.

However, death is death after all, the dignified Great Sword Master, obviously he can live for a long time, but he has to die for such a reason, he even guessed that maybe the Great Sword Master didn't want to die, but he needed to die, so he died......

This thought startled him, he quickly lowered his head, and shouted at Junko Mitsui: Hi!

Junko Mitsui looked at Master Nakamura, the look in his eyes softened a lot, and said: "Don't worry, uncle's death will not make the samurai sad for long, this time, we will go and invite the sword demon Yanagi to help." ”

Hearing this, Master Nakamura also had a little expectation in his eyes.

Either way, the samurai needed a new spiritual leader, the sword demon Yanagio, who was obviously better than the Great Sword Master.

Mt. Fuji is one of the most important symbols of Toei, straddling the active volcanoes of Shizuoka and Yamanashi prefectures, close to the Pacific coast, about 80 kilometers southwest of Tokyo.

The people of Toei hailed Mt. Fuji as "Mt. Seidake" and was a symbol of the Yamato nation. Since ancient times, the name of the mountain has often appeared in the traditional Japanese poem "waka". Japanese poets once praised it with poems such as "The jade fan hangs upside down in the East China Sea" and "Fuji white snow reflects the morning sun".

Mt. Fuji is one of the largest active volcanoes in the world. It is currently dormant, but geologists still classify it as an active volcano. Since records began in 781, there have been 18 eruptions, the last of which was in 1707, and has been dormant ever since.

Mt. Fuji is a famous tourist destination, and who would have thought that the sword demon Yanagi would actually live in such a place?

Mt. Fuji is a snow-capped mountain with very low temperatures and perennial snow on the summit, and as warriors, Junko Mitsui and Master Nakamura are fast.

At an altitude of 3,776 meters, it is nothing for them.

Now that the mountain is closed, there are fewer tourists, and the speed of the two of them is very fast, which does not attract much attention.

Finally reaching the top, the surrounding scenery is magnificent, but neither of them has much interest in appreciating it.

"Miss Junko, where is Yagyu's senior?" Master Nakamura looked left and right, inaccessible, and there was no trace of inhabitation at all.

Junko Mitsui didn't answer, she tightened the down jacket she was wearing, pointed to the north, and walked all the way.

After walking for about half an hour, the series of footprints in the snow had already been covered by wind and snow.

The reason why the mountain is closed is because there is a strong wind, the wind moves, and the snow moves, and naturally a snowstorm is formed.

The ice and snow were like knives, and the cold wind was cold, blowing and shivering the two of them.

Junko Mitsui's long black hair is pulled by the wind, like a snow demon from an ancient legend.

"Miss Junko!" shouted Master Nakamura.

The situation is a bit critical at the moment, and if Yanagi can't be found, then they should leave.

However, Junko Mitsui shook her head, her eyes were full of persistence.

The indifferent image of Zhang Heng appeared in her mind, and the flame in her heart immediately burned.

"I must, I have to make you pay!"

She raised her head and flew all over the sky, and she couldn't see the road ahead.

simply stopped walking, and Junko Mitsui knelt directly in the middle of the snow.

"Sword Demon senior, I am from the Mitsui family, and I came to you today to invite you out of the mountain!"

"My uncle, the great sword master Mitsui Kazuki, was killed by the strong Huaxia Zhang Xianshi, and now the dragons in the Dongying martial arts world are leaderless, and there is a wail, only you can save all this!"

"You, you must make a move, please!"

She fell to her knees in the snow, the wind and snow swallowing her voice.

However, no one responded for a long time.

"Miss Junko, let's go, maybe Yagyu Senpai is not here. Master Nakamura shook his head, how could it be possible to call people out in this way?

"No, he must be able to hear it!"

Junko Mitsui took a deep breath, and the cold wind poured into her throat, stinging, but it made her feel excited.

She suddenly remembered what Mitsui Kazuki had said to her before she died.

The sword demon Yanagi is invincible in the world, so he lives in seclusion on Mount Fuji, in fact, he is not unwilling to go down the mountain, but he can't find someone who can compete with him.

Years of seclusion did not rust his long sword, but became sharper.

This snowstorm is actually his whetstone.

Thinking of this, she suddenly had hope and shouted loudly.

"Liu Sheng's predecessor, Huaxia Zhang Immortal Master, is only twenty-one years old, but he can be called invincible in the world, defeating the Great Sword Master with one sword!"

"In addition to him, there is also the martial god Chen Invincible, who has never been defeated since his debut!"

"These two can definitely fight with you, and they have the qualifications to let you draw your sword!"

Once again, Junko Mitsui's head was buried in the snow.

The cold had already made her shiver.

Master Nakamura sighed, he decided to use the force, no matter what, take Miss Junko away first, but there must be no danger here.

"How could Yanagi Senpai hear such a shout?"

He shook his head and looked subconsciously, but he froze.

In the wind and snow, a long-haired man in a brown linen coat and clogs walked step by step, holding a sword in his arms.

This sword......

The hilt of the sword resembles fangs, and the appearance is pitch black.

This is......

"Demon Sword Muramasa!" Master Nakamura looked shocked.

Sword Demon Yanagi really appeared!

The next moment, like a ghost, he stood in front of the two of them.

"Huaxia?"