Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and only then did they react, and almost everyone smiled disdainfully.

"Is this kid burning out his brain with a fever, or did I hear it wrong?" the long-haired man in the suit sneered.

Tengu, one of the three major yokai in Japan.

Harumaki Abe, who holds the three artifacts, is the most famous onmyoji in Japan.

The resurrected Miyamoto Musashi, Japan's most famous great sword master.

The three gathered, and Mo Fan actually asked if there was anything else, and his arrogance was a bit too much.

Especially Mo Fan's disregard for Miyamoto Musashi was too arrogant.

Not to mention any individual masters, any of these three can kill Mo Fan.

"I don't think this Chinese kid has ever seen the power of our Japanese monks. The other laughed.

Mo Fan did not taste defeat in Huaxia, but except for a Youzhou Dragon King who was in the divine realm, the others were some innate masters.

Moreover, Youzhou Dragon King Ao Tian has been trapped in the Locked Dragon Well for so long, and his strength is not as good as before, at best, he is about the same strength as Lord Tengu, how can he compare with the other two?

"Boy, if you think it's less, how about you add me?" Iga took a step forward and sneered.

They flinched just now, but now with such a big battle, what is there to fear.

If Mo Fan wants to deal with them, he has to pass the three of them first.

"You can also add the old man. The Taoist chief followed the joking word.

"And my ......"

After a while, Iga Rugi, who had cut off his arm, Tojo Motokawa, who had long hair and wore a suit, Yagyu Ichibei, the head of the Yagyu family, and the white-eyed monk Kukai Daishi, and the Shinto patriarch Dogen Master all stood up.

Mo Fan shook his head, smiled indifferently, and wrote down all those people.

Whether these people kill or not is no different to him than stepping on an ant and not stepping on it.

But since these ants are bent on death, send them to hell together.

"That's one of you. ”

He threw it away.

"Click!" a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky.

The thunder sword in his hand instantly split into five, stretched out like an electric dragon, and ran straight towards Iga Yanagi and the others.

These five electric swords have not yet reached the five of Iga Liumu, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the edge flashed.

He disappeared in place like a gust of wind, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the five thunderbolts, and his two knives crossed in front of him, and he shook slightly.

"Two days first-class, Fengshen!" a huge wall of wind appeared in front of him.

The five electric swords slammed into the wind wall and were immediately blocked.

Iga Liumu and the others were startled at first when they saw Mo Fan make a move, Mo Fan didn't go to deal with An Pei Qingming and the others first, but he shot at them first, which was a bit unexpected to them.

However, seeing that the thunder sword was blocked by Miyamoto Musashi, it was a joy again.

"Thank you Lord Sword Saint for coming to the rescue, Lord Sword Saint really lives up to his reputation. Yagyu Ichibei bowed down and smiled.

Miyamoto Musashi Li also ignored Yanagi Ichibei, and his eyes as sharp as a knife were on Mo Fan.

"Boy, you have killed my juniors, and you have also defeated my juniors, although I am their seniors, but their skills are not as good as others, I don't blame you, but today, my seniors will come to see what you have to destroy my Miyamoto family, and the sword will be returned to you." ”

The two knives in his hand slashed forward, the wind wall rolled, and the five thunder swords were wrapped in it, forming a dragon whirlwind that connected the sky and the earth, and rolled towards Mo Fan fiercely, and the speed was extremely fast.

When the dragon whirlwind swept towards Mo Fan, Miyamoto Musashi's body flickered, and it went directly to the place above Mo Fan's head, and the speed was as fast as teleportation.

The long knife in his hand was raised high, there was no aura fluctuation, and there was no sword qi, and the two long knives also became one in his hand.

However, this ordinary sword fell from the air, but it split the space alive, as if opening the heavens and the earth, and everywhere it went, some shackles, restraints, and even everything in front of him were all shattered.

"Two days first-class, the sky flowed!"

As soon as the eight characters came out, the long knife in Miyamoto Musashi's hand suddenly sank, and it fell to the ground like a meteor and slashed towards the top of Mo Fan's head.

All around, the air tightened with Miyamoto Musashi's sword, and everything slowed down.

Mo Fan's eyes also narrowed, revealing a bit of surprise.

I have to say that Miyamoto Musashi really deserves to be called a sword saint, and his attainments in kendo are indeed good.

Since he was reborn, it is not that he has never seen a kendo master, and on the top of Sheshan Mountain, that Western sword god has affected everything with a single sword movement, which is already very powerful.

But Miyamoto Musashi is even more terrifying than him, he has reached the point of returning to the basics, he does not have such a grand momentum, and he does not need a majestic vision, just a sword, pure swordsmanship, and he will cut everything.

This realm is called Sword Heart Tongming in the cultivation realm, and simply put, the sword intent condensed on the body has been turned into a sword heart, and all impurities are eliminated to have this level.

In the cultivation realm, it was difficult for those disciples of the Sword Sect to reach this realm after cultivating for hundreds of years, and many of them used foreign objects such as sword heart grass to condense their sword hearts.

The lack of aura on the earth is not a matter of one or two days, and it is difficult to grow a heavenly material like Kenshin Grass to help Miyamoto Musashi condense Kenshin, even if it does not reach Miyamoto Musashi's hands, because Kenshin Grass does not grow on islands.

It is not easy for a swordsman to reach this realm with his own efforts in just one hundred years.

A sword with a clear sword heart is enough to kill the Dragon King Ao Tian, and it is also enough to kill other God Realm masters.

But......

"The sword is coming!" Mo Fan snorted softly, and a thunderclap exploded again.

The Thunder Sword that was bound in the dragon whirlwind disappeared and appeared in Mo Fan's hand.

Mo Fan was just about to head towards Miyamoto Musashi with a sword, when a cold, deep voice sounded in his ears.

"Wow Ta suck the song of the Owas to stay in the air, ah, then the way of the tha suck the Goluni that forget my existence, you will die!"

I don't know when, the tengu, who had been standing behind Mo Fan's left, appeared behind Mo Fan, and put a hand covered by armor on Mo Fan's shoulder, holding Mo Fan firmly.

In the other hand, the big knife burned with black flames and stabbed directly at the place in Mo Fan's back heart.

At the same time, in the sky, Amp Pei Qingming's hand slashed from the sword in the clouds.

"One thought divides yin and yang, one sword determines life and death, death!"

A beautiful arc swept across the sky, and the sword qi grew longer and longer like a strand of hair towards Mo Fan.

Wherever the sword qi went, there was black chaos on the left, but a white light shone on the right.

The three of them started together, although it was only three swords, not only did the space seem to be motionless by an invisible force, let alone move a finger, it was impossible to breathe, and a force that destroyed the world also rippled.

I know the danger, but I can't do anything. Dangerous!