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"Village rain?

Chiba Ryoma looked up and stepped back in surprise.

"Murayu is an evil knife, in order to seal this knife, the teacher placed it on the crater of Mount Fuji, and tempered it with Gang Qi every day, for ten years, before the murderous aura of Murayu was suppressed and turned into a demon knife Muramasa. ”

"If you use the rain in the village, then the teacher's cultivation after this war will have to go back at least twenty years!"

After hearing this, everyone looked into the sky, and this battle was becoming more and more confusing, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

The knife in the hand of the shrine Ryoma is not like a demon sword Muramasa, it is the evil sword Murayu that only exists in the legend of beheading a thousand people.

I heard that the thirteen sword masters before the Divine Palace Ryoma were finally devoured by Murayu's killing thoughts and turned into a walking corpse who could only kill.

And Jingu Ryoma is the only person in the history of the R country who can rationally control the rain of the evil sword village, but even he can't use it for a long time.

So the moment he sacrificed Murayu, the battle between the two was destined to be endless, and it had to be resolved in a short time, and then he had to rush back to Mt. Fuji immediately to suppress Murayu's murderous aura.

"I'm thirty years old is a self-created knife technique, called a knife knife, when I sacrificed the prototype of this knife technique, I forced the guardian of Huaguo out of the supernatural power, and in the end it was just a slight disadvantage. ”

"And in the past few decades, I have never stopped tempering this magical power, and now I am familiar with it in my heart, so I will use this magical power and evil sword village rain to learn your kendo attainments!"

The Shrine Ryoma roared wildly, and the village rain seemed to have received a call, and suddenly bursts of purple-black inscriptions broke away from the sword, and climbed up the arm of the Shrine Ryoma step by step, and finally covered half of the upper body of the Shrine Ryoma, like a half-human who had fallen into a demon.

He stepped on it and landed on the top of Tokyo Tower, Murayu was horizontal in front of him, as if he had cut it in a word, more like holding some kind of mysterious ritual, and all the power of heaven and earth converged on his body, but in the end, it was all swallowed greedily by the evil knife Murayu.

"The Evil Sword!

This sword saint, known as the myth of the R country, roared out a thunderous roar from his mouth, and the purple-black light on his body exploded, the evil aura was awe-inspiring, and the murderous aura was like a flood that burst the embankment.

In the eyes of Jingu Ryoma, there was only one goal, and every breath he took was like a mountain torrent and tsunami, raising gusts of wind.

"Drink!!"

Jingu Ryoma poured all his strength and strength into the sky, slashing down the evil sword village rain that was standing in the air, and burst out with a shocking sword, as if he was going to cut this piece of heaven and earth, and cut everything in front of the blade as if it were going to cut it away.

This sword is not only the sword technique of the Ichinotai Sword, but also integrates the essence of all the kendo of the R country, whether it is speed or strength, or the momentum of the sword, it has reached its peak.

Shengong Ryoma has enough self-confidence, even if the peak of the divine realm is here, he can use this knife to split it in two and completely kill it.

In the face of the heavenly sword, the king did not take half a step back, but instead held the sword and went up, and the person followed the sword and rushed towards the shrine Ryoma.

In the eyes of everyone, this is tantamount to an egg hitting a stone, and everyone knows that at this time, they can only avoid its edge, and try to avoid the knife of Jingu Ryoma.

But before the Chinese warriors could shout out, the two had already collided together, and in an instant, the clouds in the entire night sky were scattered, and the black-purple light that erupted melted into the night, like a thunderous explosion and a chain of roars, shattering the eardrums.

Jingu Ryoma's knife is too terrifying, almost across the world, no one can stop it, in the divine consciousness of Jingu Ryoma, the king disciple has quietly fallen, falling to the Tokyo Tower.

Everyone looked up with difficulty, but saw a figure slowly falling along the Tokyo Tower.

"Who won?"

Many wealthy chaebol businessmen are concerned in their hearts, they actually did not come with respect for the shrine Ryoma or the king's disciple at all, but they opened a gambling plate in private, with a capital of up to hundreds of billions, so they naturally cared more about who won and who lost.

After a few minutes passed, the black-purple light disappeared, and many warriors looked at it, only to see a man in a black samurai uniform standing in the void, slowly putting the evil sword into the scabbard.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

"That's Jingu Ryoma-senpai!"

"Swordmaster!"

"Sure enough, the Sword Saint won!

Everyone in country R suddenly burst into laughter, and no one in China was silent, even the side of the Wang League was quietly discolored.

The king's disciples are defeated, and the white-clothed heavenly master is defeated!

The demon who became the first person in Huaguo lost to the Sword Saint of R country, which means that Huaguo martial arts also lost.

"After all, the Divine Palace Ryoma is the Divine Palace Ryoma, and the Sword Saint is the Sword Saint after all, and when the evil sword comes out, no one can stop it. Mitsubishi Iwasaki smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line.

This duel is also a great benefit for him, you must know that on behalf of the Mitsubishi Group, he suppressed the Shengong Ryoma to win the king's apprenticeship, with a capital of nearly 100 billion.

"How could the white-clothed Heavenly Master lose?" everyone in Huaguo was puzzled.

"Whether it's Tianzhu's intercontinental missile, or the Self-Defense Forces of country R, or even all kinds of ghosts and gods have failed to kill him, how could he die so easily?"

Seeing that many Chinese people were embarrassed, the people of the R country community also stepped forward to shout.

"Hahaha, what white-clothed Heavenly Master, the first person in Huaguo, wasn't he very powerful before the war?

"That is, just now he killed a cadre of my society, I want you Huaguo warriors to pay for your life with your life!"

Another cadre of the Second Society walked out and sneered, and the strong men in black around him surrounded him.

"Fart, the white-clothed Heavenly Master is the hope of my Huaguo's martial arts, how can it be in such a place!"

But when he got his real strength, he was suppressed by a Gang Qi like Mount Tai.

Many of the Huaguo warriors present were also the same, they were so suppressed by the power of this Gang Qi that they couldn't move at all, obviously it was the actions of the Divine Palace Ryoma in the sky.

"After today, there will be no white-clothed Heavenly Master in the world, only my Sword Saint Divine Palace Ryoma!"

As soon as Shengong Ryoma's words came out, the mood of everyone in Huaguo suddenly fell into the abyss.

Mitsubishi Iwasaki saw the picture in front of him and nodded with satisfaction, the martial arts of the country of R, which was trampled by the king's disciples before, became a joke at all, and now whoever is stepped on can be seen by the blind.

But just as Jingu Ryoma was about to jump off Tokyo Tower, he heard a voice in the quiet air.

"Really?"

"What?!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked by this sound, and they all gathered their eyes to the source of the sound.

At the middle of Tokyo Tower, a white figure slowly stood up and straightened his clothes like dust.

"You're not dead?" said Jingu Ryoma, stunned, with a look of surprise on his face.

His knife was in the middle of the king's disciple, and the king's disciple was still killing himself, rushing towards his knife, it should be impossible to be alive!

"Of course I didn't die, and I want to thank you, if it weren't for that knife, I wouldn't have been able to complete the foundation and step into the flesh god realm!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure stepped on it, and directly dented the Tokyo Tower from the middle end, almost collapsing the Tokyo Tower.

When everyone saw this scene, they immediately gasped in shock.

I almost stepped on Tokyo Tower with one foot, is this still human?

But in the blink of an eye, the king returned to the volley, looking at the shrine Ryoma.

"The path of cultivation, if it is not for the foundation to be perfect, even if the realm is high, it is sudden, and in this life, I can't break through the higher realm, I have been stuck in the bottleneck of the peak of Baodan, just to borrow your knife and step into the realm of the flesh god!"

Wang Tu clenched his fists lightly, and the overwhelming divine consciousness expanded like a frenzy, directly covering the entire Honshu Island, and even the neighboring islands were affected by most of them.

How terrifying his soul spirit is now, if the black-robed Great Witch God dares to fight against him with his spiritual power, he can be wiped out in an instant.

"Sure enough, that's your purpose, but do you think that if you break through the Divine Realm for a long time, you will be able to improve much? As long as I have the rain in my hand, you will never be my Shrine Ryoma's opponent!" Shrine Ryoma snorted disdainfully.

"Really, let's see if your village rain is powerful, or if this Divine Realm sword in my hand is stronger!"

Wang Tu said indifferently and reached out to grab it.

In an instant, within a radius of 100 miles, the sky was burned!

And under the ten thousand fires, the evil spirit is burned!