Invincible!

Mu Chen didn't expect that the power of the invincible fist intent that he had newly comprehended, and the power that erupted would have such a powerful destructive power, that even the Great Sword Saint Yanagi Shipo Lang couldn't resist it.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Mu Chen felt as if he was one step closer to the essence of a deeper level of fist intent.

He wants to take advantage of this battle to allow himself to completely comprehend this layer of fist intent and completely exert the power of that invincible fist intent.

In an instant, Mu Chen stepped into the air, rushed to Yanagi Shipolang, and blasted out with his bare hands.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing that Mu Chen was moving forward, Liu Sheng Shipolang didn't seem to have put himself in his eyes at all, so he couldn't help but be furious, and slashed towards Mu Chen with a sword.

"You are old and frail, your qi and blood have decayed, how can you be my opponent!"

Mu Chen shouted proudly, directly ignoring the sword, and his fist smashed the sword of Yanagi Shipolang into pieces like a mountain.

Bang!

Yanagi Shipolang's body flew out upside down, his chest was swept by the terrifying fist intent, only to feel that his internal organs were rolling, almost being shattered, his throat was sweet, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his complexion was a little more depressed.

"Damn it!"

Yanagi Shipolang's face flushed, shocked and angry.

Since his sword path was successful and famous, he has been crisscrossing the island country for decades, except for the defeat to the Chinese terrifying old man Zhenshi Dragon King thirty years ago, he has almost never tasted defeat, and is known as the most powerful and only great sword saint in the history of the island country.

But I didn't expect that after 30 years, he was defeated again, and coincidentally, he was still defeated in the hands of a Chinese boy.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not convinced!"

"I, Liu Sheng, Shi Po Lang, have a lifetime of glory and glory, and I am destined to become the most powerful and greatest man in the island country, how can I fall into the hands of the Chinese people again and again!"

Liu Sheng Shi Po Lang looked like a madman, looked up to the sky and roared, his body suddenly jumped into the air, and an invisible sword qi in his hand was wildly condensed, stronger and more magnificent than before!

"Kill!"

Liu Sheng Shi Po Lang burst into a shout, the light of the killing sword in his hand flashed, and an incomparably terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body and slashed down towards the top of Mu Chen's head.

This sword, the sword qi is dozens of meters long, the sword intent is monstrous, it is unstoppable, and wherever it passes, the air bursts, the space is shattered, and even the earth seems to be trembling slightly.

"Just in time!"

Mu Chen smiled indifferently, but the battle intent in his eyes soared wildly, the aura on his body was rising steadily, and an extremely powerful fist intent quickly converged in his hands!

"Invincible thousands of troops are broken, and then broken!"

With a loud shout, the true yuan in Mu Chen's body had been running wildly to the extreme, and the breath, momentum, and fist intent on his body had all climbed to the top, and a punch that seemed to be able to break through the void blasted out.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, the energy was surging, and the spatial power was all shaken and distorted, and the pressure was strong and fierce to the extreme.

Boom boom!

The earth-shattering punch containing invincible fist intent directly met the strongest sword of Yanagi Shipolang!

The sound of bombing resounded endlessly, and the side of the two people was shaken!

"It's not enough, come again!"

Mu Chen burst out and punched out again.

Seeing this, Yanagi Shipolang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his sword again in a hurry.

Suddenly, the indomitable invincible fist intent and the unstoppable sharp sword qi collided wildly and violently in mid-air, launching earth-shattering fierce encounters again and again.

Mu Chen became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his fighting spirit continued to rise like a bottomless pit, and the same move was broken again and again.

But what makes people feel weird and unbelievable is that it is obviously just the same move, but in the eyes of Yanagi Shipolang, it is stronger and more powerful every time, almost to the point of being superb, making him more and more tired to deal with it, and he can only parry without the power to fight back.

Sakurako and Ryose watched from a short distance, their beautiful eyes full of surprise.

"I originally thought that the Great Sword Saint Yanagi Shi Po Lang had reached the end of the martial arts, invincible in the world, and I had no hope of taking revenge on him in this life, but I didn't expect that the master was young, and he was even better than him, not only fought with him on an equal footing, but also gradually gained the upper hand, pressing him and beating him, the master's strength is too terrible and too powerful, throughout the ages, I am afraid that no one has his terrifying martial arts talent and talent, which can be called a peerless genius who has not been born for a hundred years!"

"Musan is a genius among geniuses, no one can match him! I am not surprised that he can defeat Yagyu Shipolang. Sakurako said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her sparkling eyes shone as she looked at the long and majestic figure in the air that made her more and more fascinated, and her handsome and resolute face.

"But this should be related to the fact that Yanagi Shipolang is old and his qi and blood are declining, otherwise the master would not have won so easily. ”

Haruka Ryose.

Sakurako nodded slightly, frowned slightly, and looked intently at Yagyu Shipolang, who was forced to retreat by Mu Chen, and looked more and more embarrassed, and suddenly felt a pain in her mind, and a vague memory suddenly flashed in her mind.

The endless snow-white world, the pink cherry blossoms all over the sky, should be in harmony with the blue sky, white clouds, high mountains, and the sparse houses and houses looming at the foot of the mountains......

Quiet, peaceful, full of the beauty of nature, that beautiful artistic conception, intoxicating, lingering.

Suddenly, the dreamlike beauty of snow and pink cherry blossoms was stained with a dazzling blood red.

It was five extremely pious figures, kneeling in the snow and under the cherry blossoms, and suddenly launched a joint attack on a beautiful figure sitting in front of them......

The murderous intent and anger that rushed to the sky, like a demon, ruthlessly tore this dream-like world to pieces......

"Hmm!

Sakurako suddenly snorted, her face was slightly pale, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if someone was stabbing her heart with a knife.

Faintly, she seemed to hear the mad roar of nature, the wind howling angrily, and the countless cherry blossoms wailing and crying silently......

"Master Sakurako, are you alright?" Haruka Ryoise was taken aback and hurriedly asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just like I suddenly remembered something. Sakurako shook her head lightly, raised her hand, and realized that she had already burst into tears, and endless sadness lingered in her heart.

"Aso Saki!"

"True Enlightenment Monk!"

"Yagyu Shiporo!"

"Priest Kusakabe Yukimura!"

"I remember everything, I remember them!" Sakurako muttered as her vision blurred.

But there was one last person, and she couldn't see him clearly in her memory.

And her memory is also very vague, only vaguely remembering that it was the five of them who were invincible in the island country, but when they were worshipping her devoutly and calling for Sakurako, they suddenly joined forces to attack her.

(End of chapter)