The three masters of the Divine Realm struck with all their might, and not only did they fail to take down Mo Fan, but they were injured themselves, and Tengu was seriously injured among them.

If it hadn't happened to them, they wouldn't have believed it was true.

Abe Harumi, Miyamoto Musashi and Tengu are whom, no matter which one of them are well-known existences, but they still haven't been able to do anything with Mo Fan.

"This kid is too scary. ”

"It's not scary, it's scary!" Iga Ruki said stunned, still unable to believe what was in front of him.

"Amitabha, this is troublesome. Master Kukai, who was white-eyed and thin, shouted the Buddha's horn and said worriedly.

They just said that if they were counted as one of them, if even Ampere Qingtian and the three of them were not Mo Fan's opponents, I am afraid they would not be able to escape death.

"This ......," the Shinto Taoist priest subconsciously took a few steps back.

……

At the foot of Mount Fuji, Ampere Qingming's brows furrowed slightly, and their complexions also changed.

Mo Fan's retreat just now seemed simple, but in fact, no matter the method used and the timing, it was to the extreme.

If you change to someone else, even if you can do it, you may not dare to try, after all, a little difference is death, but Mo Fan looks like he is at ease.

"Is this kid really only 17 years old?" said Ampei Qingming's eyes were cloudy, and he said secretly.

According to the information he knew, Mo Fan was only 17 years old, and he started cultivating a year ago, not only from an ordinary person to the God Realm in just one year, but also with such rich combat experience.

Is it genius, or is it?

"Mo Fan, I admit that I underestimated you a little just now, but you must die. Ampery Qingming's eyes were cold, and he said coldly.

They used all their strength just now, but they were still a little careless, in this case, they might be the ones who died.

"Kill me, if you summon your body now, it may be a little possible, but the three of you are far behind. Mo Fan smiled lightly.

"If you want to see my body, you will know if you kill me, but ......" Ampere Qingming's tone was stunned.

"But what?" Mo Fan asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"You shouldn't have that chance. Amper's eyes froze, and his face was replaced by a solemnity.

As he spoke, the sword in his hand slammed into the Eight Mirrors.

With a "bang", white light lit up from the two artifacts.

The bright light covered everything around him like a white curtain, just like the night enveloped everything, and there was nothing to see in front of him.

The white light flashed and turned into a white circle of light, rippling around.

The sword and the eight-sword mirror from the clouds just now also changed into a different shape, the sword body was elongated, and the mirror was firmly fixed on a section of the sword, like a Zen staff.

However, although it only changed its shape, the breath on this Zen staff was stronger than that of the Heavenly Cloud Sword and the Eight Mirrors.

Then, Ampei Qingming grabbed the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade on his neck and pressed it on the Eight Mirrors.

The white light was released again, and the breath instantly rose a lot after just now, and a complete Zen staff appeared in Amperey Qingming's hand.

The sword is the bone, the mirror is the head, and the jade is the ring.

The Zen staff was in Amperey Qingming's hand, and the aura on his body was also extreme.

If Ampei Qingming was a god just now, then he is now the master of this heaven and earth.

Just by looking at Ampei Qingming, I felt the urge to kneel and worship.

"Mo Fan, you have to die here today. Ampei Qingming's Zen staff in his hand pointed at Mo Fan from afar.

On the top of Mo Fan's head and the soles of his feet, two light arrays suddenly appeared, and a force as heavy as mountains and rivers smashed towards Mo Fan like the sun of the sky, and the ground under Mo Fan's feet collapsed instantly.

Not far away, Miyamoto Musashi's body seemed to be on fire, and he grabbed the long knife he had been using with both hands, and used a little force.

"Click!" both swords were broken in the middle, and the cyan flames on his body immediately rose a little.

This was not the end, the long sword that had been broken by this section was broken under his hand again, and the cyan flames rose again.

It wasn't until Miyamoto Musashi broke the two swords into finger-wide pieces that he stopped, staring at Mo Fan with his eyes burning like flames.

Under the fierce flames, his breath was ten times sharper, and he felt like he was going to be cut into two pieces when he looked at him.

The flames on his body condensed, and the whole person turned into a brilliant sword and slashed towards Mo Fan, and a cold voice spat out of his mouth.

"Two days first-class, the sky is one!"

Obviously it was just a sword, and within a radius of dozens of miles, except for the thunder sword in Mo Fan's hand and the Zen staff in An Pei Qingming's hand, the swords and swords in the hands of others shook uneasily.

"Click, click, click......" The sword was all broken into several pieces.

"This, what's going on?" said many people in distress and amazement.

The weapons they brought with them were basically the most handy and precious weapons they had, and they were so miraculously self-defeating that no one could accept them.

"It can't be the master of the family's kendo master, right?" guessed a child of the Miyamoto family.

Miyamoto Zang had already become famous when he was young, and he stopped for a long time at the peak of the innate peak, and if he reached the god realm and became a sword saint, maybe such a thing would happen.

"I'm afraid the Sword Saint can't do it, only the Great Sword Saint can, right?" a middle-aged swordsman said cautiously.

The Sword Saint is equivalent to the early stage of the God Realm, the Great Sword Saint is the peak of the God Realm, Miyamoto Zang is infinitely close to the Sword Saint, even if he breaks through to this realm, he can't let so many people's swords break himself, and it can only be possible if the more terrifying Great Sword Saint exerts his sword path with all his might.

"Great Sword Saint, could it be Ancestor Musashi-sama?" someone suddenly thought of this and asked.

But all the Miyamoto family members who have entered the sword mound know that Miyamoto Musashi-sama saved the descendants of Lord Ampe, and after Miyamoto Musashi died, Lord Abei Harumi brought Miyamoto Musashi's soul out of the yin and yang realm and kept it in the sword mound of the Miyamoto family.

The only possible great sword saint in the Miyamoto family and even in the whole of Japan is Miyamoto Musashi-sama in the sword mound.

"Musashi-sama?" they all looked at each other, too shocked to speak.

"What a terrible sword!"

On Mo Fan's other side, Tengu threw the broken sword and the broken fan to the ground.

"Human, I'm going to eat you. "Heaven ** said viciously in Huaxia.

He was a dignified dog, and he was made like this by a china kid.

Even Amperey Qingming only sealed her, and he couldn't do anything to her.

She grabbed the armor on her chest with both hands, and pulled it hard, and the cracked armor on her body immediately tore apart.

Her body was inflated as if a balloon had been blown up.

In just a moment, she changed back to the way she had when she first appeared, her huge body looking down on Mo Fan almost like a small mountain.

He was closer to Mo Fan, and his huge body rushed straight towards Mo Fan like Tarzan. As soon as the three of them moved, the space stood still, and the whole sky changed color again.