Chapter Two Thousand and Thirty-Two: See Fang Eight Fingers Again

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After Lin Xuan and Miyamoto Musashi left, Huang Mao looked at Lin Xuan's departing back, his body was stiff like a hard rock on the top of the mountain, motionless.

Huang Mao's heart trembled greatly, Miyamoto Musashi, the first sword god in Japan, actually met this tattered guy who was wearing on his body, although this guy can do good martial arts, but this is definitely not the reason to see Mr. Miyamoto. It's like a snow-capped mountain that has stood still for thousands of years, but it is inconceivable that it has collapsed because of a snowflake.

At this time, Lin Xuan had already followed Miyamoto Musashi into the building of the Red Soul Group, and he didn't know Huang Mao's shock at all, but even if he knew, it had nothing to do with him.

"You really don't show me mercy. After walking into the building, Miyamoto Musashi said lightly.

"Hehe......" Lin Xuan still scratched his head and smiled.

Soon, Miyamoto Musashi and Lin Xuan came to the highest floor of the Red Soul Group.

The moment the elevator door opened, Lin Xuan was stunned.

It was an extremely large room, with only one room on the floor. You can imagine how big this room is.

But looking around, Lin Xuan was shocked to see that in a corner in the distance, there was a huge cage, the cage was full of iron fences, each of which was surrounded by metal as thick as an arm, and there was only a gap between each fence with an arm, which looked indestructible and very strong.

Lin Xuan looked at this fence and instantly remembered the video that Xiao Wei had shown him before, Fang Bazhi was in such a room.

Lin Xuan looked in the direction of the iron fence, and a familiar figure appeared in a gloomy corner.

The pupils of Lin Xuan's eyes instantly constricted, and sure enough, it was Fang Bazhi, and the meteorite iron bracelet with a faint blue glow on his hand was still on his hand.

Although he looked much haggard, he did not suffer any serious injuries on his body, and it seemed that he was only imprisoned here without any punishment.

It seems that Miyamoto Musashi didn't plan to break his promise, and now bring him to put Fang Bazhi.

Fang Bazhi had already heard the movement outside the door, and when he looked back, he was immediately surprised.

"Lin Xuan, why are you here!" Fang Bazhi looked at Lin Xuan excitedly and said.

Then he saw Miyamoto Musashi beside him for an instant, and lowered his head: "Could it be that you were also arrested?"

"Got you. ”

Lin Xuan shrugged his shoulders, thinking about it, he sighed with emotion: I saved him last time, and I saved him this time. It's been twice, it's not fate.

Fang Bazhi glanced at Lin Xuan deeply, and then glanced at Miyamoto Musashi, feeling uneasy in his heart. He was a little skeptical of Lin Xuan.

After all, the person next to him was Miyamoto Musashi, Japan's number one sword god. If he didn't agree, who could save him in front of him.

Miyamoto Musashi took a slow step in the silent atmosphere of Fang Bazhi, and slowly walked to the iron fence of Fang Bazhi.

A majestic and terrifying momentum rose to the sky, Miyamoto Musashi gently raised a hand and swiped outward like lightning, only to see an indestructible sword qi, which instantly turned into a white light that broke through the sky.

"Bang bang ......"

A dull sound reverberated through the empty room, which was particularly deafening, and I saw a few arm-thick fences falling to the ground. The fence, which used to be tight, now has been broken into a large hole, just the size of a person to pass through.

The degree of white mangs is extremely fast, and all this is done in just a moment.

Cutting down the fence just now did not affect Bai Mang's degree in the slightest, and after rushing into the fence, he immediately rushed in front of Fang Bazhi's body.

Fang Bazhi felt the power contained in Bai Mang's sword qi, and cold sweat instantly trickled down his forehead.

Fang Bazhi closed his eyes in despair, his life was over, this was Miyamoto Musashi's sword qi, if he wanted him to die, he would definitely not survive.

"Ding-bang. ”

A crisp sound appeared in Fang Bazhi's ears, and he only felt a light in his hand.

Fang Bazhi opened his eyes in confusion, only to see that the meteorite iron bracelet in his hand had been split in half at this time and fell to the ground.

"I'm not dead?" Fang Bazhi touched himself excitedly.

Lin Xuan looked into the distance, only to see the meteorite iron bracelet that was extremely hard and had been hammered thousands of times, and it fell to the ground at this time, the break on the bracelet was clean and neat, and even a faint blue light could be seen. It was easily split in half by Miyamoto Musashi, Miyamoto Musashi deserves to be the number one sword god in Japan, what a terrifying power.

"Where's my sword?"

Lin Xuan saw that Fang Bazhi also let go, and now he was missing his Tiancong Cloud Sword was not in place.

After Miyamoto Musashi heard this, he stood motionless as if he had never heard it.

Lin Xuan looked at Miyamoto Musashi, his heart kept sinking, did he want to deny it, Lin Xuan couldn't help but slander in his heart.

After less than half a minute, Miyamoto Musashi spoke. In Lin's opinion, this half minute was as long as the old age of the heavens and the wasteland.

"Here you go, take it. I saw Miyamoto Musashi said lightly.

The very masterful was still in place, his figure swayed slightly, and he took out a long sword from the wide samurai uniform.

Lin Xuan hadn't seen what that long sword looked like, he only saw Miyamoto Musashi throw the long sword at him in an instant.

The long sword made a sound of breaking through the air, and an afterimage slashed through the air, rushing in front of Lin Xuan like lightning.

Lin Xuan felt the tremendous power contained in the long sword, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, and his luck reached out and firmly held it. The huge and majestic impact of the long sword, Lin Xuan, who was hit, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but slander in his heart: Hey, this Miyamoto Musashi, he just doesn't want to give it to me, he has to trick me to be satisfied.

I glanced down at the long sword in my hand, that familiar feeling, sure enough, it was the Tiancong Cloud Sword, Miyamoto Musashi really didn't lie to me.

"Japan's No. 1 sword!, how can the Tiancong Cloud Sword be in your hands?" Fang Bazhi, who finally got rid of the imprisoned ****, saw the sword in Lin Xuan's hand, and immediately blurted out in surprise.

This is the number one sword in Japan, and how many people are scrambling to get him, but one by one they return home.

Now that this sword has fallen into Lin Xuan's hand, it is really fateful.

When Lin Xuan heard Fang Bazhi's words, he just smiled and didn't answer, there were too many things during this period, and he really couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

"Lin Xuan, don't you want to know what the secret of the Tiancong Cloud Sword is, why did our Red Soul Group grab Fang Bazhi?" Miyamoto Musashi's tone was still very flat, and there was not the slightest change in emotion in such a major matter in his tone. It was as if nothing could affect his mood.

"If you want to know, come with me. Miyamoto Musashi didn't wait for Lin Xuan to answer, turned around and walked out.

(End of chapter)

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