Shout!

Dangdangdang!

It was like a meteor piercing the sky, and the bright energy light was dazzling.

Zhou Li's figure suddenly turned into an indestructible and powerful meteorite, and shot out violently with an irresistible momentum that looked at the world.

In an instant, the surrounding space was slightly distorted for a moment, and the blades, spells, hidden weapons, spells, and curses of many Japanese powerhouses were like cosmic dust that rushed towards this huge meteorite stupidly without their own strength.

Rumble!

Boom Boom Boom!

In the next moment, where Zhou Li's fist swept by, the space seemed to be torn apart, and a series of muffled sonic booms swept across the sky.

Several Japanese grandmaster-level powerhouses who were directly in front of Zhou Li didn't even have time to make a sound, and they were directly hit by Zhou Li's heavy punch, which had instantly rushed to more than 1.5 times the speed of sound, and suddenly turned into flesh and blood.

The dozen or so lucky Japanese grandmaster-level powerhouses around him, although they were more fortunate than these unlucky ghosts who were in Zhou Li's bull's eye, were also instantly shaken by the incomparable surging airflow of Zhou Li's punch, and one by one the tiger's mouth was numb, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his internal organs were about to be shattered.

In an instant, a cry of horror erupted.

Everyone else couldn't help but gasp, watching this scene in disbelief and disbelief.

"He, how could he be so strong?"

"How is this possible?"

"Nearly twenty grandmaster-level masters. The most elite force of our entire Japanese country turned out to be.... Can't even block this Huaguo kid with a punch?"

"What's more?!He didn't even use half of his internal strength at all, it was just the strength of his body itself..."

"It can't be!"

"How can a man's physical body be so strong? Could it be that he, he has really stepped into the realm of that god..."

“......”

In an instant, the huge cherry blossom square was in an uproar.

It was Ichiro Watanabe, Kenshin Ryusho, Naomasa Miyamoto, Sumitomo Hirotsu, Mitsui Hui and other top Japanese bigwigs, who were also dumbfounded, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

But Zhou Li, this is obviously not the end!

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and a faint sneer swept over him.

Then, he opened his bow and arrows again, and with a lightning-like punch, he roared into the circle where another Japanese powerhouse lived next to him.

After refining the black vine wood crystal, Zhou Li's huge divine soul power has completely confirmed the middle stage of the virtual realm, and has even begun to move towards the middle stage of the virtual realm.

The most important thing is that Zhou Li's divine soul power and physical body are incomparably perfectly fitted together.

As we all know, the power of the divine soul and the physical body have always been two separate individuals.

Mo said that at this time, Zhou Li was only in the late stage of the transformation realm, it was the peak of innate nature, and even the power of the Jindan period, it was difficult to integrate the power of the physical body and the divine soul to the level of Zhou Li at this time.

But the "Dragon Elephant Purgatory Sutra" and the "Little Yan Ye Sutra" are powerful, how can ordinary people imagine?

Especially Zhou Li is a new life at this time, the Dao heart is as resolute as a rock, the foundation is extremely solid, it is simply free, like a fish jumping into the sea, the dragon soars above the nine heavens, and every cell in the body is in the most peak state at this time, as if a punch can explode this planet.

These arrogant Japanese devils happen to be the best whetstone and stepping stone for Zhou Li at this time!

"Not good!"

"This Chinese kid is here again!"

Seeing Zhou Li rise up tyrannically again, the surrounding Japanese powerhouses also reacted instantly, and they screamed in horror.

With the precedent of these unlucky ghosts before, who, who would dare to sweep Zhou Li's edge again?

I only hate that my father and mother have two legs, how can I pay attention to the Great Divine Palace and the Black Dragon Society, and I want to be scattered in an instant.

It's a pity that Rao is they have already used their strength to eat, but no matter the level or ability, they are all here, how can they escape the palm of Zhou Li's hand?

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Li had already punched seven or eight punches one after another, and the huge cherry blossom square, the space had been torn apart, and the irritable blood mist was filled.

In less than a minute, hundreds of powerhouses from various Japanese sects and dozens of grandmaster-level powerhouses in the field were all turned into flesh and blood, and their bones were gone.

Quiet!

For a moment, it was as quiet as death, and the air in the entire space was no longer flowing.

Rao is the city government and experience of Ichiro Watanabe, his face was a little pale for a while, and his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

Long Xiang Kenxin, a contemporary sword saint of Japan and known as the first person in Japanese kendo at this time, couldn't help but squint slightly with a pair of old eyes, and his big hand clenched the handle of the treasure knife at his waist.

And Miyamoto, who has already stepped into the pinnacle of kendo for several years, is only half a step away, and is about to step into the half-step god-level 'Ertian First-class' representative, the veteran powerhouse Miyamoto Naomasa, at this time, his legs and stomach are a little weak, and he can't bear the rhythm at this time.

As for Sumitomo Hirotsu and Mitsui Teru, two mortals born with a golden spoon, they were completely unstable on their feet, and they could only hold on to the stone pillar behind them, which allowed them to stay standing.

Not far away, the people of Kotoko Yamaguchi, who looked like a demon queen, were even more pale and trembling, and they couldn't describe this scene at this time in words.

Strong!

It's so strong....

Originally, they had always thought that the underground world's belief that Zhou Li was a god-level powerhouse was just a rumor.

After all, the braggart level of the Chinese people has always had a history and precedent, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

How old is Zhou Licai?

How can it be a god-level powerhouse?

But at this time, it wasn't until they witnessed Zhou Li's methods and Zhou Li's demeanor that they knew how outrageous they were wrong before.....

Zhou Li's performance just now was like an extremely loud slap in the face, directly slapped in the faces of their Japanese bigwigs!

Let them, almost out of breath.....

Zhou was not far behind him, and Watanabe Ryosha and Mai were also completely confused.

Watanabe's red lips opened slightly, and in her beautiful eyes, which were as bright and charming as dazzling stars, they were all incomprehensible and unbelievable....

Although she already knew that Zhou Li was very strong, incredibly strong, unimaginable, but ..... How could Watanabe Ryosha have imagined that this proud Chinese boy would be so strong that it would be easier to kill these hundreds of Japanese powerhouses than to kill chickens and dogs....

The key is..... He didn't even use half of his internal strength, let alone those two terrifying flying swords and the legendary golden holy sword....

Next to him, Wu also pursed his red lips, and his big eyes, which were already deep, were full of horror and stunned that he couldn't come back to his senses.

The already delicate, white skin like jade was even paler at this time, as if it was completely petrified.

The young man in front of her, her new master, this.... It's like a god descending from heaven....

Call.

As Zhou Li landed slowly and stood with his hands in his hands, under the sunset, the surrounding blood mist seemed to be frozen, and with the pieces of cherry blossoms in the wind, slowly drifted away.

At this time, if you zoom out of the camera, you can't smell the monstrous horror and bloody smell in the cherry blossom square at this time, it's just like the beautiful picture in the anime....

It's a pity that the bloody reality is telling everyone that this.... But it's not the picture that has been processed by art....

As the wind began to disperse, the crowd that still gathered around Akiba Zenji Temple and did not have time to disperse was also stunned.

Just now, although there was a fierce fight in the field, they also faintly saw some.

But the picture in the field is too fast, and it is too dazzling, almost everyone has no time to see what is going on inside, maybe not even a minute, but the venue is already quiet....

Only a few martial arts people have reached the level of internal strength or above, and they can faintly see the slightest bit clearly.

At this time, as the incomparably strong smell of blood spread with the wind, many people's complexions changed drastically and began to faintly gag.

"What's going on inside?"

Everyone looked inside in horror and couldn't help but be curious.

This strong smell of blood is ten thousand times more terrifying than the slaughterhouse, Rao is far less accustomed to seeing the wind and waves, and his handsome face is also a little unnatural for a while.

After a moment, he hurriedly said: "Xiaorou, here.... Looks like something happened to us, so let's get out of here first, shall we?"

Yun Rou didn't directly put half of her eyes away, and stared at the inside of her big eyes under her sunglasses.

Just now, how did she look at the figure that burst up, so familiar....

In the field, Watanabe Ichiro finally came back to his senses at this time, his old face was full of solemnity, and he looked at Long Xiang Kenshin next to him with a gloomy look, and said with some wordless bitterness: "Long Xiangjun, the strength of this Chinese is far beyond our imagination.... Now, I'm afraid you're the only one to make a move....."

As soon as Ichiro Watanabe said this, next to him, Naomasa Miyamoto, Sumitomo Hirotsu, Mitsui Teru, including Kotoko Yamaguchi, who had been shrinking under the steps, all looked at Long Xiang Kenshin with hope.

At this time, Rao is the fifteenth master on the black list, the first-class inheritor of the second day, and Miyamoto Naomasa, and he has no confidence at all to face this proud Chinese boy.

And Long Xiang Kenshin, as early as the war years before Yijiazi, has become famous with Japan, and has traveled all over China and Southeast Asia, visiting famous opponents, and decades ago, took over the mantle of the previous generation of sword saint Oda Ryuji, and was crowned as a new generation of sword saint by the emperor!

At this time, Long Xiang Kenshin is undoubtedly the hope of all the Japanese people present, and it is also the hope of the entire Japanese people!

All of them hoped that Long Xiang Kenshin could make a move and kill this Huaguo kid who didn't know the height of the sky and tried to crush the entire Japanese country with the power of one person.

Long Xiang Kenxin's old eyes narrowed deeper.

After a moment, he nodded slowly, and with his big hand, he slowly grasped the handle of the treasure knife on his waist, which had been sharpened to an incomparably smooth and rounded shape, and then slowly walked down the steps.

For many years, he had never encountered such a strong man as Zhou Li in front of him, and the surging competitiveness of martial arts people was also vigorously rising, and the fighting spirit was pervasive.

Trample!

Stomp, stomp!

As Long Xiang Kenshin slowly walked down the steps, the eyes of everyone in the field, including everyone outside the field, were all focused on him.

"Yes, it's Longxiang Kenshin-sama!"

"Look at this appearance, Lord Long Xiang Kenshin is going to take action personally...."

"I'll go, isn't it? How is this possible? Isn't it true that Lord Long Xiang Kenshin has been studying kendo for decades and has been studying kendo? How could he make a move at such a time?"

"Besides, who is his opponent? who is worthy of the Sword Saint Long Xiang Kenshin Lord himself?"

“......”

There was a terrifying uproar outside the arena.

In a moment, the cherry blossoms fell to the ground, revealing Zhou Li's proud figure, and someone couldn't help but exclaim: "It seems to be ..... It's that Chinese boy. Long Xiang's opponent turned out to be that Huaguo boy..... This ....."

"I'm going!This, what's going on in this world? How could Lord Long Xiang Kenshin make a move on this Chinese boy? This is completely impossible...."

The entire off-site completely exploded, and the horror was not stopped.

Yun Rou's seductive little mouth couldn't help but open wide, and her big eyes looked at the familiar figure incredibly.

muttered in his heart: "No wonder, you are so arrogant, is this.... Is that your hole card?"

At this time, Long Xiang Kenshin had already walked into the middle of the field, a hundred steps away from Zhou Li.

But~, there is no arrogance of the Sword Saint in the imagination of all the surrounding Japanese people, Long Xiang Kenshin is extremely respectful and bows deeply to Zhou Li, "Riguo, swordsman Long Xiang Kenshin, please advise Mr. Zhou!"