Looking at the beads in his hand, Mo Fan let out a long breath, the pale color on his face flashed, and his cold eyes looked not far away.

"Did you stop by yourself, or did I kill you?" Mo Fan thrust his Zen staff into the ground and asked in a cold voice.

Not far away, those who had fled in panic because of Ampere Qingming's self-explosion all stopped as if they had been struck by lightning.

Many people slowly turned their heads, and when they saw Mo Fan who was safe and sound, and An Pei Qingming, who had disappeared, their faces suddenly became cloudy.

Most of them fled without noticing what was happening.

But seeing the beads and Zen staff in Mo Fan's hand, you don't have to think about it to know how it is.

An Pei Qingming blew himself up unsuccessfully, and was killed by Mo Fan.

Thinking of this, the faces of all the Japanese present were "stinging" and much more ugly.

Especially Iga Liumei and the others, there is no blood on their faces.

They are all the people who were involved in this matter before, Ampei Qingming is dead, and they are likely to be next.

Without hesitation, the group wanted to leave.

But as if they were imprisoned by a spell, their bodies could not move, let alone escape.

"What should I do?" thoughts swirled wildly in the minds of these people.

You can't escape, and if you stand here, you're just waiting to die.

In just a moment, Iga Liumu's body bent at 90 degrees and bowed respectfully to Mo Fan.

"Mr. Mo is mighty, congratulations to Mr. Mo for defeating Lord Ampere. ”

The others glanced at Mo Fan, hesitated, and bowed their heads to Mo Fan.

"Congratulations to Mr. Mo, we were too rude just now, and I ask Mr. Mo for forgiveness. "Master Dao Xuan said earnestly.

Even An Pei Qingming, the great onmyoji, compromised with Mo Fan, and it was nothing for them to apologize to Mo Fan as juniors.

Furthermore, it is better to lower your head than to be killed.

Mo Fan looked at Iga Rumu and the others, shook his head and smiled, and walked towards them.

"You know it's rude?"

"Yes, we are willing to use the family treasures to make up for our previous mistakes, and please accept our apology Mr. Mo. Iga Rugi said.

They were against Mo Fan just now, and if they didn't come up with something as compensation, even if Mo Fan forgave them, he wouldn't believe it.

"Is your stuff better than this Zen staff?" Mo Fan asked with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

Iga Liumu and the others' faces sank, you look at me, I look at you.

The Zen staff in Mo Fan's hand is a merger of three artifacts, and it is the best magic weapon in Japan, without one, no matter how powerful their heirloom is, how can it be compared with the three artifacts of Zhenguo.

"Our heirlooms are naturally not as good as the three artifacts, but ......"

Before Iga Rumu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Fan.

"I remember I said that you guys will die if you stand up against me, right?" Mo Fan asked, looking at Iga Rumu and the others.

Iga Ruki and the others looked stunned, and they didn't answer, and they didn't answer.

They can't say that Mo Fan is wrong, they can't say that Mo Fan is wrong, and they can't admit it.

"Mr. Mo, this is our fault, please give us a chance to make amends, we are willing to help you destroy the Miyamoto family. Iga Rugi's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

Anyway, Ampei Qingming is dead, and Miyamoto Musashi was also defeated in the hands of Mo Fan, and this incident was caused by the Miyamoto family, and the Miyamoto family became their chance to live.

"Since you remember correctly, then you better die, you don't need to do anything to destroy the Miyamoto family. Mo Fan said disapprovingly.

Since he said that he would die if he was his enemy, he could not keep these people, otherwise people would think that he was a man of his word.

As for the people of the Miyamoto family, he has someone to help him deal with it.

With that, he swiped the Zen staff in his hand lightly towards Iga Ruki and the others.

There was no room for resistance, and their bodies were cut in two from the middle, leaving a ground with blood mixed with internal organs.

"Do you want to be my enemy Mo Fan?" As soon as these people died, Mo Fan looked at the rest of the people and asked.

Around, the rest of the people frowned, but they didn't dare to take a breath.

Ampei Qingming and Miyamoto Zang were enemies of Mo Fan, and both of them died.

Iga Ruki was their enemy, and Iga Ruki and the others also died.

No matter how stupid they are, they won't be the enemy of Mo Fan at this time.

Seeing that no one answered, the corners of Mo Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter if you're an enemy, I'll wait for you here for three days, and anyone who is an enemy of me can come to Mt. Fuji to stand on me, but before you become an enemy of me, you must be prepared, because if you are an enemy of me, it will be like this. Mo Fan said that the Zen staff in his hand was like an antelope hanging horns, and he picked it up towards Mount Fuji behind him.

"Breaking mountains and rivers!"

In one place, a ray of light flew out of the Zen staff and quickly slashed towards Mt. Fuji.

A crack large enough to accommodate a person emerges from the foot of the mountain and spreads towards the crater.

A moment later, it was as if the whole of Mt. Fuji had been split, and a crack appeared on one side of the mountain.

A bean-sized cold sweat broke out from the foreheads of these people, trickling down.

Mo Fan split Mount Fuji at every turn, this power was really terrifying, and it was definitely not something that people of their realm could provoke.

"Mr. Mo, don't worry, I don't dare to wait. Someone spoke in tongue-twisting Chinese and hurriedly said.

"It's okay if you dare, you can leave now. Mo Fan waved his hand.

He came to Japan mainly to bring back Koyuki and destroy the Miyamoto family and Abe Harumi.

As long as these people don't kill themselves like Iga Rumu and others, he doesn't bother to do it.

"Yes!" the men let out a long sigh of relief, and hurried away as if they had been pardoned.

As this group of people left, the news of Mo Fan's defeat of Ampei Qingming and Miyamoto Musashi also spread quickly.

Tokyo, on the top floor of a high-rise building, a middle-aged majestic man wearing a valuable suit, a mustache, and his hands behind his back suddenly froze when he heard the news.

"What did you say?"

"Lord Ampere is defeated. Behind the bearded man, a thin man with glasses bowed down and repeated.

"How is that possible?" the bearded man clenched his fists and said in disbelief.

Others don't know, but he knows very well that Ampei Qingming is not only a great onmyoji who has never been seen before or since, but also has three artifacts in his hands, controlling the tengu and the eight-disguid snake, even if he sees Ampei Qingming, he must be respected.

Such a terrible existence was defeated at the hands of a china kid.

"My lord, Lord Ampere is indeed defeated. Although the man with glasses didn't want to believe it, he still said truthfully.

"That's not good...... "The bearded man frowned, his glasses turned from side to side, and his face was full of worry.

A Shina kid not only went to Mt. Fuji as if he were in a no-man's land, but also killed their most powerful onmyoji and swordsman, and even the Great Snake of the Eight Clans was destroyed, there is simply no worse news than this.

Just then, a bewitching woman walked in. "Isn't that great?"