The vajra kept turning slowly, and then a low Sanskrit chanting sound came out of the vajra.

The priests of the shrine who were watching were all in a state of flux, and the Sanskrit chanting seemed to have the effect of touching people's hearts.

Mitsui was still frantically pouring the mana in his body into the vajra, and he didn't know how much mana the vajra could absorb.

In Mitsui's ascent of the mountain, this vajra was like a bottomless pit, and he had tried it many times before, but he had never urged it all once.

With the infusion of all the mana of Mitsui Noboru, the breath of the vajra became more vigorous and fierce, and Mitsui's face became a little pale.

Although he didn't know the details of the young man, the person who could destroy his spirit knife with one punch was definitely worth using the vajra himself.

Mitsui Dengxia has great confidence in this vajra, he has tested it several times before, and the power is amazing, not to mention that he has also paid all his mana this time.

The surrounding onlookers and clergy looked at the mysterious vajra in front of them, and they all had the idea of worshipping their heads, and they sighed in their hearts that Master Mitsui was not a loss to be worshiped by the Yasukuni Shrine, and his strength was really extraordinary.

Mitsui waited and looked at the stunned appearance of the young man opposite and sneered in his heart, it seemed that he was frightened by his powerful vajra, and he was about to command the vajra to attack the young man, when he suddenly felt a flower in front of him.

A figure blew like a gust of wind, and as soon as he held his vajra in his hand, Mitsui suddenly felt that the vajra had lost contact with him.

"Yes, I like this thing. ”

Lin Fei was attracted by this thing the moment he sacrificed this vajra under Mitsui Deng, and he immediately felt that this was an extremely powerful magic weapon.

After seeing Mitsui ascend to manipulate the sacrifice, he found that this white-robed devil couldn't use the vajra at all, and could only play a little fur role.

So Lin Fei was unceremoniously, flashed forward, and snatched the vajra with one hand.

Under the impact of Lin Fei's powerful divine thoughts, Mitsui Deng's control divine thoughts left on the vajra were erased in an instant and turned into Lin Fei's magic weapon.

The priests of the shrine who were watching around didn't react at once, what was the situation? Why didn't Master Mitsui attack yet, why did this person come over to grab the treasure?

This is not the same as common sense, how can there be such a scoundrel? The onlookers all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"No...... Give this weapon back!"

Mitsui was also stunned by Lin Fei's sudden attack, but he understood in a blink of an eye that this young man was blatantly snatching his magic weapon, how could he play cards like this?!

Mitsui felt that he had practiced all his life, and he had never seen such a fighting method, and he felt like he was being fooled.

Mitsui's face flushed, and he forced his remaining mana to grab the vajra pestle, trying to snatch back his magic weapon.

"Fuck off!"

Lin Fei saw that the white-robed old man didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and wanted to snatch the magic weapon from his hand, so he lifted the vajra and waved his hand to give Mitsui a look.

Lin Fei really didn't have a good impression of the Japanese, Lin Fei's grandfather participated in the War of Resistance Against Japan, and Lin Fei often listened to his father tell him his grandfather's battle stories when he was a child.

For these unrepentant and arrogant Japanese people, Lin Fei naturally will not show mercy to his subordinates.

Mitsui Dengxia had already injected almost all of his mana into the vajra, and he didn't have much mana left, but he didn't think about it so much in a hurry, this was a treasure he valued the most, and he couldn't just be snatched away.

But the next moment, he felt a tremendous force and a heart-rending pain coming from his chest.

Mitsui landed a mouthful of blood and spurted out, and the person flew more than ten meters away and landed in the crowd of clergy who were watching around.

"Master Mitsui!"

"Master Mitsui!"

The crowd of onlookers let out an exclamation.

The blood spurted from Mitsui Deng's breath spilled from the air, and the onlookers were also stained with a lot.

Seeing Mitsui Noboru fall from the sky, several onlookers hurriedly reached out to catch it, but when they took it and looked at it, they found that Master Mitsui's sternum and viscera were shattered, and his breath was already gone.

"Master Mitsui!"

Several clergymen who hugged Mitsui's body were full of grief and indignation, they stared at Lin Fei fiercely, but they didn't dare to step forward.

"Get out!"

Lin Fei glanced coldly at the people around him, and waved the vajra in his hand lightly, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly felt a huge force pushing away, and everyone fell to the ground at once, staggering to the ground.

When the huge force disappeared, the people who fell to the ground hurriedly got up, ignoring Mitsui's body, and scattered outside in a panic.

Lin Fei didn't look at them more, and carefully looked at the vajra he had just snatched in his hand.

Lin Fei found that the shape of this vajra was simple, the material was not gold or wood, one end was pointed, and the other end was a five-petal-like shape.

Holding it in his hand, a fierce and incomparable aura came from it.

Looking at this rare magic weapon, Lin Fei couldn't help but nod again and again, he didn't expect that this white-robed old mana was not very good, but he had such a treasure.

It's a pity that he didn't figure out how to use this magic weapon until he died, but Lin Fei also knew that with his realm, he really couldn't fully drive this treasure, and in his hands, it was like a child playing with a big stick, and he would hurt himself if he wasn't careful.

After Lin Fei played with the vajra for a while, he put it into the storage ring, he looked up at Li Tiannan, and found that he was still cultivating the secret technique with his heart, and Li Tiannan's Yuan Infant body also seemed more and more condensed.

The news that there was a fighting incident at the Yasukuni Shrine, and the shrine's guard was killed by someone with one move, was like a gust of wind, and the entire Shuzhen world in Tokyo shook at once.

In the lobby of a house in a quiet manor in the northern suburbs of Tokyo, a man with a large red spot on his forehead sits on a tatami mat and listens to another person's report.

The man didn't seem to be very old, but the deep eyes made people dare not have any contempt.

"Who did that?"

The man asked nonchalantly.

"Returning to Venerable Chizang, I heard that it was a native of Huaxia, that person looked very young, and with him, there was also a Yuan Infant who had lost his body. ”

A young man in front of the men's tatami mat respectfully reported.

"And a baby who has lost his body?"

The man, known as Venerable Akazo, stood up at once.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Venerable Akazo's eyes were full of playfulness.