Chapter 521: Who Said No One Can Be Saved?
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I'm afraid that in his whole life, Jingu Ryoma can't imagine that there are other people in this world who can suppress the evil and murderous aura on the village rain.
Even he relied more on the high temperature of Mt. Fuji to seal the village rain, but in front of the hundred miles of fire of the king's disciples, the evil killing aura of the village rain actually had the meaning of contraction.
"I have been preparing this sword for a long time, just to deal with you old god realms, but before my physical body was not in the god realm, I was not tough enough, if I used this sword strongly, even the spirit body would not be able to hold it and burst open. ”
The red crystal long sword that now fell in the hands of the king disciple was more crystal clear than when it was in the realm of Baodan, as if it was condensed with flames, and the slightest line could not be seen, just like the most perfect crystal carving in the world.
Wang Tu gradually condensed the hundred miles of flames and integrated them into the red crystal long sword, and every move seemed to be pouring out the power of heaven and earth.
In the face of the sword that Wang Tu was concentrating, Jingu Ryoma's face changed, and his heart was beating wildly like never before.
Out of the pride of martial arts, Shengong Ryoma should not intervene to block it, just like the previous slash when he gathered the evil sword mystery, the king disciple did not move to block it, otherwise his sword would be very difficult to condense, or even impossible to complete at all.
But the sword that the king disciple was preparing now made Jingu Ryoma feel a monstrous threat, as if if if he slashed out with a sword, even the evil sword village rain would not be able to save him.
"It's weird, it's weird!"
Shengong Ryoma's eyes were solemn, if it was said that the Heaven Breaking Sword and the Sky Cutting Sword of the King Disciple had made him feel refreshed, and even a little surprised, but now the Sword of the King Disciple seemed to surpass this world, above any martial arts, and even better than the swordsmanship of the immortals.
"There is a day of life and death, white-clothed Heavenly Master, don't blame me for not abiding by martial arts morality and making a move in advance!"
Shengong Ryoma couldn't wait any longer, the muscles all over his body swelled up like balloons, and the terrifying divine souls of the god realm powerhouses also unfolded, although they were not as good as the king's disciples, but they were enough to crush any god realm powerhouse in the current world.
But it wasn't until the Divine Soul was unfolded that the Divine Palace Ryoma found that the gap between the two dared to be so huge, he was a god realm master, and he could barely compete in front of Wang Tu, a god soul who had just entered the god realm, and even if he was not careful, he would be overturned like a huge wave.
"You are really too big a hidden danger, Hua Guo has you, I am afraid that the martial arts will be prosperous in two hundred years, even if my Divine Palace Ryoma fights for his life, he will kill you!"
Jingu Ryoma pulled out the evil knife village rain again, overdrew his body and instilled Gang Qi into the evil knife, and finally exploded the evil killing qi and poured all over the body of Jingu Ryoma.
This time, the rain of the evil knife village gushed out not only the black lines of the half of the body, but also the black inscriptions that exuded the breath of ancient evil killing almost all over the whole body of the shrine Ryoma, which was almost no different from going mad, and was completely eroded by the rain of the evil knife village.
"The mystery of the evil sword, the sword of one, the sword of the clouds!"
The eyes of the shrine Ryoma revealed black and purple, and he slashed across the sky, calling out the name that was also a legend.
Suddenly, a ghost god seemed to appear behind Ryoma of the Shrine, his body was extremely huge, several circles larger than the Raven Tengu who used the Law Heaven and Earth, but there was only one virtual figure, but the Tiancong Cloud in the figure fell into anyone's eyes, and no one would think that it was a virtual shadow.
"Boom!"
Jingu Ryoma's sword slashed, like a giant hammer falling, smashing the entire space, and the Tokyo Tower at the foot of Jingu Ryoma was crumbling and almost unable to hold on.
This mighty sword has not yet fallen in front of Wang Tu, but it seems to be hindered, the closer it gets, the more powerful it decreases a few points, until in front of Wang Tu, Wang Tu holds the red crystal long sword in one hand, and the other hand is like a knife, and with a stroke of his hand, the knife is beaten into green smoke.
"What?" Jingu Ryoma barely maintained his senses, but seeing that the king disciple had dissolved his sword so easily, even if it was a real god and demon, the holder of the Heavenly Cloud was here, I was afraid that he would be shocked.
"I don't believe it, you, a guy who has just stepped into the divine realm and hasn't even figured out what Gang Qi is, can be so powerful!"
Jingu Ryoma roared again and again, and Murayu slashed out frantically, the forbidden sword technique that was terrifying just to hear and chilled his back was blasted out in the hands of Jingu Ryoma as if it didn't cost anything.
"The mystery of the evil knife, the sword of one, the eight-foot mirror!"
"The mystery of the evil knife, the Tai knife of one, the eight-foot Qiongqu jade!"
"The Mystery of the Evil Sword, the ...... of One"
If these forbidden sword techniques are used by ordinary martial artists, they may not be able to cut out a sword even if they are hollowed out of their lives.
But the more the battle became, the more excited he became, and he only thought about killing the king.
In the face of the monstrous forbidden sword technique, Wang Tu treated it indifferently, until the flames were gathered and the power of the red crystal long sword reached unprecedented, and Wang Tu held the sword to face each other.
"Slash the Excalibur!"
In the night sky, I saw a brilliant sword across the sky, breaking through the sky and tearing the night.
This sword slowly fell from the sky, it seemed to be very slow, but when the shrine Ryoma saw this sword, he couldn't move for half a minute, and there was a red light reflected in his eyes, and the black and purple evil qi of the village rain actually wanted to hide, but under this sword, there were thousands of yin and evil spirits, and there was no place to hide.
Just when this sword was about to cut down the Divine Palace Ryoma, he saw a supersonic fighter flying by, directly crashing into the divine light of the sword, and the power of the sword was so terrifying, the supersonic fighter was cut off in an instant, but it still delayed the time for the sword to fall.
Immediately, several supersonic helicopters came rapidly in the distance and stopped around the king.
This is the F1 fighter of country R, which was jointly designed and produced by the Mitsubishi Foundation and the Fuji Foundation, and even today, it is a good hand in air combat.
However, this level of fighter is by no means something that Mitsubishi Iwasaki can control alone, and only the high-level of the R country can control them.
"What, you want to declare war on me?" Wang Tubi's eyes narrowed slightly, full of murderous aura, and even worse than Murayu.
"No, Your Excellency the White-clothed Heavenly Master, on behalf of Country R, we admit defeat to you and ask for the end of the battle!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and even the sword of the slashing god in the hand of the king disciple did not fall in a hurry.
But when Jingu Ryoma heard this, his originally sluggish consciousness instantly became furious.
"Bastard, who will allow you to throw in the towel?"
Jingu Ryoma is still a samurai after all, and even if he is swallowed by the rain of the village, the dignity of bushido does not allow him to kneel and beg for mercy from his opponent.
As soon as he stepped out, he stepped directly on an F1 fighter, almost bursting the driver's seat of the F1 fighter with one punch.
"Lord Sword Saint, don't be reckless, you are not the opponent of the white-clothed Heavenly Master, but the martial arts of country R still need you, if you die, what will happen to country R? There are only two of the four guardians left, and now if even you of the Great Guardian die, then where is the location of our country R in Southeast Asia?" the driver said through the loudword.
After hearing this, Jingu Ryoma only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he took a few steps back.
"I know, but you tell me, who gave the order to admit defeat and end the battle?"
"It was the one at the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, who personally signed the agreement to end the war. ”
Hearing this, Jingu Ryoma suddenly sighed again and again, if it was the one who signed it in person, then he had nothing to say.
But as soon as the shrine Ryoma stopped, the evil killing inscription on his body flared up again, and Murayu directly seized the consciousness of the shrine Ryoma, turning the shrine Ryoma into a mad demon who only knew how to kill, and he didn't distinguish between the enemy and me at all.
The rampaging Jingu Ryoma roared wildly, and directly smashed the F1 fighter under his feet with a punch, and a brilliant firework exploded in the sky in an instant.
"Lord Sword Saint was controlled by Murayu, and immediately pulled away!" commanded the pilot of an F1 fighter.
"It is said that the person who was completely controlled by Murayu has no chance of being saved, so are we going to directly fire and kill the Sword Saint?"
Jingu Ryoma has a bloody contribution to the country of R, and these pilots respect this sword master very much, but now, they only have one choice to bomb and kill Jingu Ryoma, otherwise let him continue to kill, and the residents of the entire Honshu Island will be in danger.
"There's no way, no one can save the curse of Murayu, and now I can only use supersonic missiles to ...... the Sword Master"
Just as many pilots were about to use the missile, they heard a leisurely sound behind them.
"Who says no one can be saved?"