"Then cut off your arms!" Bai Qingcang said coldly.

Hit his ten thousand pupils, killing Takeshi Miyamoto was too easy for him, easier than crushing an ant.

Crushing the ants to death still has to raise his feet, and killing Takeshi Miyamoto is just a matter of his words.

It's not interesting at all, let this Miyamoto family's big swordsman taste the bitterness first.

As soon as Bai Qingcang's words fell, Takeshi Miyamoto looked sluggish, nodded, and stretched out one hand.

In the sky, the katana lost its luster and fell freely, and when it was grabbed by him, a sword aura like a ghostly fire immediately appeared on the sword.

"Oni Hunt!" he flicked his wrist and flicked his sword.

The two sword rays of light flew towards the four Japanese samurai at a rapid pace like two gaps in space bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

"Wake up, my lord!" the four Japanese samurai hurriedly shouted as their faces changed drastically.

As if he hadn't heard, Takeshi Miyamoto raised his katana and slashed straight at his two arms.

"Poof!" blood shot out, and Takeshi Miyamoto's other arm, along with the one holding the sword, was cut off and fell to the ground through the light shield.

At the same time, the two sword lights also reached the front of the four Japanese samurai.

The four samurai's eyes flickered for a moment, and before the sword could slash at them, one of them spat out a Japanese sentence.

"Theta (retreat)!"

The four of them didn't care about the formation, and as soon as they used their feet, their hands and arms stretched out like a roc spreading their wings, and their bodies catapulted backwards.

Streams of black gas emerged from around them like ink, quickly hiding them inside.

"Baga, I want to go, I underestimate my Heavenless Sword Hao. Takeshi Miyamoto's arms were cut off, as if he didn't know it, and the white light in his eyes lit up.

The four-cornered flower formation under his feet suddenly lit up, and a vine in the four-cornered flower formation under the feet of the four Japanese warriors stretched out like lightning quickly, wrapping around the body of the four Japanese warriors before they disappeared.

"No, Lord Heavenless, we are your men. The four Japanese samurai watched the sword light unfold, and their eyes were full of panic.

As if Takeshi Miyamoto hadn't heard it, the two sword lights still slashed towards the four of them.

The four Japanese samurai had no room for resistance, and they were all cut in two pieces by lazy waists, and blood was sprayed everywhere.

"Bang Bang ......" The four corpses were divided into eight pieces and fell inside the Bai Family Manor.

In the manor, some Bai family members screamed in horror when they saw this scene, and many of them smiled proudly.

The great swordsman of the Miyamoto family, a dignified Japanese kendo family, was nothing more than that, he killed his own subordinates, and his hands were also cut off.

As a swordsman, what can you do without hands.

"Elder Taishang is really powerful, kid, didn't you say to help us solve this enemy, do you think we need to do it?" Bai Xiaofei raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Mo Fandao.

Their Great Elder dealt with Miyamoto Takeshi so easily, most of them had already reached the God Realm.

Even if Mo Fan is Master Mo, tonight the new account and the old account will be calculated with Mo Fan.

Next to Mo Fan, Bai Xiaoxue's four girls frowned.

Although the Great Elder is old, his strength has obviously increased a lot.

Elder Taishang used to cast ten thousand pupils, but it was definitely not as simple as it is now.

Although Mo Fan's strength is amazing, they don't have much confidence in Mo Fan now, and a look of worry appears in the eyes of the four women.

Mo Fan smiled indifferently and glanced at Bai Qingcang in the sky and Miyamoto Takeshi who only had the remnants left.

"Whether you need me to do it or not, you'll find out later. ”

"Boy, you are still hard-mouthed at this time, don't you kill me if I say one more word, I think you are going to die tonight, and besides, Xiaoxue can only marry Carter, the prince of the temple. The beautiful woman also glanced at Mo Fan and said disdainfully.

The Great Elder dealt with Takeshi Miyamoto like an adult bullying a child, what did Mo Fan, a nameless wild boy, win?

"It's just a matter of time before anyone who damns dies. Mo Fan didn't look at this beautiful woman.

He can kill this beautiful woman now, but like Bai Qingcang, he wants to make this beautiful woman's death clear.

"Boy, if you personally send Xiaoxue to the temple, you may still be alive. The Great Elder said coldly.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp color flashed.

"I will definitely take Xiaoxue tonight, and I will kill Carter. ”

Bai Xiaofei, the beautiful woman, and the Great Elder's faces sank, revealing a little anger.

At this time, this kid is still so calm, I really don't know where he got his tone.

"Boy, you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, when Elder Taishang has had enough of playing with this Japanese devil, you will be next. The Great Elder snorted coldly.

Anyway, Mo Fan will die tonight, so there is no need to worry at all.

"He's just being played. Mo Fan smiled mysteriously.

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense?" the Great Elder asked, frowning.

Obviously, it is Elder Taishang who has the upper hand, and he is playing with Takeshi Miyamoto, how can he be played.

Still, his pupils turned grayish-white and he looked at the sky.

Opposite Elder Taishang, Takeshi Miyamoto was still controlled by Elder Taishang with the Hitomi technique, like a puppet.

"Boy, keep your eyes open and see who is playing whom. The Great Elder smiled disdainfully and pointed to the sky.

"yes, then you take another look. The corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled.

Elder Taishang and the others looked suspicious, and looked at the sky again, their eyes suddenly opened, and their faces instantly drooped.

I saw that Takeshi Miyamoto, whose arm was cut off in the sky, was still there, but next to the severed arm Miyamoto River, there was an identical Takeshi Miyamoto at some point.

This Miyamoto Takeshi's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a playful sneer, and he didn't look like he had been hit by ten thousand pupils at all.

As soon as this Takeshi Miyamoto appeared, the Takeshi Miyamoto with the broken arm quickly dissipated like a phantom.

Not only did Takeshi Miyamoto, who had a broken arm, disappear, but around the mountain protection array, where the four Japanese samurai who were cut in half, were originally located, like a black curtain being unraveled, and the four Japanese samurai were still kneeling on one knee, pressing one hand on the big array, and the other hand standing in front of them, maintaining the four-cornered flower array.

It's like a movie being played back when nothing happens.

Present, except for Mo Fan, everyone was stunned, their eyes were wide open, and they stayed in place like a wooden chicken, their faces full of puzzlement.

"What's going on?"

"Why is this happening?"

"Aren't those four Japanese samurai already dead, didn't Takeshi Miyamoto's hand be cut off by himself, why is there nothing at all?"

Especially the Great Elder, Bai Xiaofei and the beautiful woman, their faces were extremely gloomy, as if they had been slapped in the face.

They were still mocking Mo Fan just now, who knew that it had only been less than a minute, and such a thing had happened.

"This ......"

"How is this possible?" said the Great Elder with a shake of his head, incredulous.

Elder Taishang's ten thousand pupils, no one has ever been able to break them, how can this be?

"Brother Xiaofan, what the hell is going on?" Bai Xiaomeng's eyes blinked, and she was also confused.

"Phantom Array!" Mo Fan said with a shallow smile. "Phantom Array?" Bai Xiaoxue looked at the four-cornered flower array.