The next day, early in the morning.

There is a strong wind, a kamikaze in the country, and the wind is surging.

It seems that there is a cold snap passing through, and the temperature has dropped by seven or eight degrees.

Tokyo.

Mt. Fuji is a famous scenic spot for the kamikaze.

But today, the isolation zone has been pulled and the mountain has been closed.

Numerous patrol officers patrol back and forth, not allowing any tourists to enter.

Only people in the cultivation world can enter.

However, in this battle, the kamikaze country did not keep it a secret from the masses.

Instead, I chose the national live broadcast.

The Four Great Sword Sects, leading tens of thousands of elite cultivators, will carry out heavenly punishment on the Heavenly Demon Lu Zixiao on the top of the national mountain.

At this time, countless kamikaze citizens were standing in front of the TV, paying great attention to this battle.

They look forward to it.

The person who dared to provoke, the supreme heavenly power of their Divine Wind Country, died at the hands of their powerful Sword Sect.

And, in Huaxia, thousands of people also came.

They all came to cheer for Lu Xiao.

Originally, Emperor Chen Qingdi and others also wanted to come.

However, at this time, the strength of the Chinese cultivation world was empty.

They must stay in Huaxia to suppress the small night.

Then there are practitioners from all over the country.

All the major forces and sects came to watch the battle.

The eyes of the whole world were affected by this battle.

The time of the battle is noon today.

Countless kamikaze elite martial artists had already arrived.

The four sword sect masters stood proudly on the top of the mountain with their eyes closed.

Although it was autumn.

But there were snowflakes in the air.

Those who are advanced in cultivation are shocked when they see this scene.

This snowflake is not a natural formation.

Instead, on the field, tens of thousands of divine wind cultivators were transformed by murderous aura.

If you are a monk who has not cultivated enough, you will be contaminated with this murderous snow.

will be shocked by this monstrous murderous aura, even if you are not crazy, you will be seriously ill.

The country of kamikaze, with an almost pathological unity.

Late World War II.

The kamikaze country has formed a suicide attack unit called the "kamikaze".

Pilot a plane laden with explosives and hit an American battleship directly.

exchanged one plane for one ship, and sank two American aircraft carriers by force.

And today, all the monks gathered here also came with the conviction of dedicating their hearts to His Majesty the Emperor.

If this battle is won, the cultivation realm of the monks present will rise by at least one notch.

This is, the war of the nation.

If the national war is won, thousands of citizens will benefit.

Time flies.

In the middle of the day, it will soon arrive.

The four Sword Sect Masters opened their eyes at the same time.

A monstrous force rose up into the sky and descended in an instant.

The whole of Mt. Fuji is shrouded in his coercion.

Everyone present, even if they were hundreds of meters away, were still oppressed by this monstrous momentum.

The first one was an old man, dressed in a black robe, and he described it as withered, but his eyes were full of essence.

He carried a large scarlet knife at his waist.

This person is the head of the Four Great Sword Sects and the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect - Nakajo Nagahide.

His cultivation has reached the half-step peak.

And behind him, there were three followers.

These three people are all extremely powerful, and their cultivation has reached the great perfection of crushing and pinching.

These four people almost represent the peak power of the entire kamikaze martial arts world.

Nakajo Nagashi slowly spoke: "The time has come, Lu Zixiao, why haven't you shown up yet, aren't you afraid of my kamikaze country?"

The sound resounded in all directions, and everyone felt that their eardrums were roaring and they were unsteady on their feet.

The faces of all the monks present changed drastically.

I was shocked.

The power of a word actually made their hearts shake.

It's terrifying.

The kamikaze monks who came to watch the battle made sarcastic remarks one after another.

"It seems that this so-called Huaxia Immortal is nothing more than that. ”

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Haha, I'm invincible!"

"Just a child, no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be? I think it's because Huaxia is too weak, that's why that kid destroyed the Buddhism and Taoism Shuangmen. ”

"Haha, it is very likely that in front of my divine wind and heavenly might, the so-called Huaxia Immortal can only surrender!"

The Chinese warriors were full of anger.

Lord Qixian, for the country and the people, is the true chivalrous man.

How can they be allowed to insult?

Just as everyone was about to refute, tens of thousands of elite monks roared in unison.

"Lu Zixiao, do you dare to fight!"

The sound wave is like substance, with a monstrous aura, rolling away.

Roll up a thousand layers of snow.

The cultivators in China were shocked.

The chorus of thousands of people made them tremble and almost faint.

At this very moment.

Between heaven and earth, a loud roar suddenly sounded.

"Why don't you dare?"

The sound is mighty, as if the wind is riding out of thin air, through eternity.

The crowd hurriedly followed the prestige, and saw a young man coming in the air.

This young man, dressed in a black robe like ink, has a remarkable bearing, as if he is a fairy coming to the world.

"It's coming!"

"A group of young people, how can they understand the power of the immortals?"

"Today, we will witness that Lord Immortal, one man and one sword, will wipe out the Japanese Invaders. ”

The Huaxia cultivators cheered one after another.

Many of them had attended the preaching conference the previous day.

They benefited immensely.

Now, Lu Xiao went to the kamikaze in person to do the act of shocking a country.

Make China, reproduce the prestige of the Tang Dynasty.

How not to get excited.

How not to cheer for it.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to really dare to come?"

Nakajo Nagahide said coldly.

The voice is like a sword, and it is incomparable.

"Why don't you dare?"

Lu Xiao said lightly: "The kamikaze country is like an ant to me, and it deserves to be feared by me?"

He stepped into the void.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared on the top of the mountain.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword was horizontal, and he said lightly: "Huaxia Monk, why are you afraid of a battle?"

As soon as the words fell, the wind and snow turned into killing intent in the sky were all invisible.

This scene caused everyone to exclaim uncontrollably.

Such a vast killing intent wind and snow turned invisible under Lu Xiao's words.

……

This scene fell in the eyes of the four great sword sects.

They looked at Lu Xiao's gaze, and they were also a little dignified.

Lu Xiao opened his mouth just now, and he didn't contain any true yuan.

Instead, with pure battle intent, the killing intent that had been brewing for several hours was instantly dispersed.

"This son is extremely dangerous. ”

The four great sword sects were shocked in their hearts.

I can't help but rejoice in my heart.

Fortunately, they came with all the strength of the country, otherwise, they would really not be the opponent of this kid.

"Boy, feel honored to die at the hands of our kamikaze. ”

Nakajo Nagahide said coldly.

"A group of local chickens and dogs, dare to kill me in vain?" Lu Xiao sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

After that, as soon as the Heavenly Punishment Sword turned, there was a monstrous sword qi that rushed into the sky.

Suddenly, heaven and earth were silent.

The eyes of the four Sword Sects sank, and the true qi of their whole body swirled, and they exploded violently, and the half-step cultivation aura suddenly rolled away.

Under the impact of momentum, everyone who retreated to a few miles away also felt that their hearts were shaken, their breathing was not smooth, and they couldn't breathe.

The warriors of China, with a glint in their eyes, shouted: "The mountains are high, the roads are far away, the pits are deep, and the army is galloping." Who dares to slash immediately? Only I, Lu Da Xian!"

(End of chapter)