Jiang Tian and Lin Qinglime entered the palace, and they were already greeted by chamberlains and led the way in front.

The streets of the Imperial Palace are quiet and deserted, with the occasional individual policeman, and the tall walls are lined with nearly 300,000 trees from all over Japan. The palace buildings are scattered among the trees, the houses are Japanese-style blue tiles and white walls, and the roof ridge is a dragon head with a fish body, and the two sides are carved with chrysanthemums symbolizing the Japanese imperial family. The whole building is not lacking in elegance and simplicity, but it is a little less broad and magnificent.

About half an hour later, the two came to the square south of the palace, and on the opposite side of the square, there was a lookout tower, which was now full of members of the royal family, dignitaries and nobles of the Wa Kingdom, as well as samurai from all over the Wa Kingdom.

Jiang Tian looked around and muttered, "If we arrange gunmen on the city wall, we will become turtles in the urn!"

In the middle of the square stood an old man, tall and dressed in a dark purple samurai suit with gold trim on the cuffs and a katana at his waist.

Striding towards this side, an invisible momentum rushed to the face.

I saw him say in fluent Chinese: "The distinguished guest from the Huaxia Kingdom, the contempt is the Beichen Sword Sect Jingu Daiyu, and he is also the master of the imperial family of the sword, accept your challenge here!"

Lin Qinglime stepped out, "Huaxia, Lin Qinglime!"

Jiang Tian retreated to the arched doorway in recognition, and at this time, his mobile phone rang.

"Hey, Jiang Tian, you have already given Nobita to the Divine Palace, remember, don't go to the battle, just let out the rumors, and when the decisive battle time comes, immediately find a way to return to China!" Wang Zhen's voice came from the phone.

"Uh???" Jiang Tian felt like he was vomiting blood, "We are already inside the Imperial Palace, and Lin Qingling is already about to fight Nobita of the Divine Palace!"

"What? Didn't you tell me that you must inform me before the decisive battle?" Wang Zhen's thunderous voice came.

Jiang Tian shrugged: "You should have called this call half an hour earlier!"

Wang Zhen was silent for a while: "Help me convey Lin Lime, everything is based on safety!"

"Good!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tian shouted at Lin Qinglime's figure: "Hey, Lin Qinglime, Wang Zhen said, don't fight if you can't beat it." It's okay to admit defeat, anyway, you're not the number one master in Huaxia Kingdom!"

However, Jiang Tian's words were obviously too late, and Lin Qinglime had already made a move. Qingluo's sword came out of its sheath, and a white expanse of water vapor shot out from the blade of the sword, directly taking Nobita from the Divine Palace.

Nobita Jingu, on the other hand, didn't know when the katana had been unsheathed and his arms were raised high above his head, and the snow-bright blades shimmered in the sun. Then he shouted.

The astonishing sword aura swept out like a raging wind.

Jiang Tian of the arch was shocked, just such a knife made Jiang Tian have a thought that he could not compete head-on, and the terrifying knife momentum directly acted on people's spiritual power.

Just as Jiang Tian was sweating for Lin Lime, Lin Lime's sword qi had already collided with Nobita's sword qi of the Divine Palace, and a terrifying cracking sound erupted, and the two energy shock waves actually formed an energy vortex.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of swords crashing into each other kept coming, and few people could see how many moves the two men had exchanged in a few breaths.

The prince of the palace sat on a chair in the middle of the observation tower, dressed in the prince's costume. Watching the battle in the square downstairs with a straight face, he was careful to mention the extreme, for fear of seeing the defeat of Nobita Shingu.

As a master of the imperial family's imperial sword, Nobita Jingu's victory or defeat is a matter of face for the royal family.

Standing next to the prince in the palace was a young man in a moon-white warrior uniform, who was Beichen Yidao, his eyes were staring at Jiang Tian who was in the arch at the corner of the square, and it was precisely because of Jiang Tian's obstruction that the family artifact Cong Yunya fell into the hands of the Holy See, and he was also questioned by the family.

If the eyes could kill. Jiang Tian was afraid that he had already been torn apart.

Jiang Tianzheng watched Lin Qinglime and the Divine Palace Nobita fight fiercely, and occasionally a series of sword qi and sword qi shot out, but they were all defeated by Jiang Tian with a wave of his hand, suddenly. He sensed something, looked at the watchtower, and happened to meet Beichen's eyes.

Jiang Tian grinned, suddenly became angry, and shouted loudly: "Harrow, hello." Beichen slashed, Cong Yunya, I sold it for 50 million US dollars, and said that I would open it for three or seven, and I would pay the rest to your card!"

The sound was like thunder under the diffusion of Jiang Tian's force, and the people in the entire square and the watchtower could hear it clearly.

When Beichen heard Jiang Tian's words, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at an old man next to him, "Great Elder, don't listen to him, I ???"

The old man was wearing the same dark purple samurai robe, he was already very old, the skin on his face was wrinkled like old tree bark, and he snorted coldly, "Baga, Beichen slashed, you dare to sell family artifacts with outsiders!"

"Great Elder, I was wronged!" Beichen hurriedly defended, "That Huaxia man named Jiang Tian has ruined me many times, how can I collude with him!"

"Not with him, with whom?" the Great Elder's voice was grim, "Then can you explain why every time the mission fails, everyone else dies, and you come back alive alone?"

Beichen's sword is indefensible, the first time it was indeed he who made a conspiracy to let Elder Aoki be besieged to death.

"Okay Fujiwara, I'll talk about it later!" Prince Micha finally spoke.

"Yes, Your Highness!" the Great Elder hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully, and the Prince of the Palace pressed his hands and said with a sad face, "You say, can Master Fan beat that Huaxia man?"

The Great Elder said proudly: "That's natural, the Great Sect is the best talented Great Sword Master of our Beichen Sword Sect in a hundred years, in terms of swordsmanship, no one in the Wa Kingdom can compare to him!"

"Then why hasn't the Huaxia people been defeated for so long?" asked the prince of the palace.

The Great Elder's face turned red, "This Huaxia man's sword cultivation is not weak!"

"Oh, I don't think she's more than 30 years old, and Master Fan seems to be in his 60s!" asked the Imperial Prince.

The Great Elder defended: "In Huaxia Country, there are some side doors, who are obviously already old witches, but because of the evil skills of cultivation, they still look very young, and the women who fight with the Great Sect family are at least 50 years old!"

This is nonsense from the Great Elder, but it can't be admitted that the great sect of the Beichen Sword Sect has indeed been a 50-year-old Huaxia woman who has been dead for 50 rounds.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the two people in the battle circle suddenly separated from the fractal, each of them retreated a hundred meters, their feet fell to the ground, and the bluestone slab under their feet was suddenly shattered, and they flew wildly.

"What a powerful momentum!" Jiang Tian also had to admire Lin Qinglime when he saw it, it turned out that this woman was so perverted, she hadn't shown all her strength in the face of the previous masters, and in terms of martial arts cultivation, she was a big step behind her.

However, Jiang Tian was ready to release the flying dragon at any time, there was no way, no matter whether he won or lost the duel, Jiang Tian didn't believe that this group of Japanese people would be so kind to let him and Lin Qinglime leave, after all, he had made the Japanese warrior world lose face, and he had killed a lot of people.

If you change to yourself, you will be killed quickly, and only then can you regain face.

It's just that the flying dragon will be big as soon as it moves, but anyway, this is not a domestic country, and Jiang Tian doesn't have any psychological burden.

In the field, the two confronted each other.

Nobita Jingu finally spoke: "You shouldn't be more than 30 years old this year!"

"28!" Lin Qinglime said, his eyes were clear, Jiang Tian listened to it, and he couldn't believe it, the age of 28 years old is generally at the level of leftover women, but Lin Qinglime looks like he is in his early 20s.

Nobita Jingu showed an inexplicable sadness: "Huaxia Kingdom is really full of talents, and our Wa Kingdom is far from being comparable," Suddenly, his eyes flashed, "Please eat me again!"

In an instant, the sharp knife qi burst out from the katana, and the sword qi was like substance, surging forward, the surrounding air "hissed", "popped", and the bluestone slabs on the ground exploded one after another, at this moment, Nobita Jingu seemed to have turned into a powerful knife!

Looking at the corner tower, the Great Elder's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Slash in the wind!"

Many samurai of other sects also locked their eyes and stared at it, which was the famous skill of the first person in the Japanese kendo, and it is said that he once defeated three other kendo masters with this move.

It can be said that the name of the wind can oppress the samurai of the Wa Kingdom so that they can't breathe.

Today, they are finally able to see with their own eyes this legendary sword!

Layers of qi circles swung out of Lin Qinglime's body, dissolving the knife qi rolling from all directions with edgeless and angular circles.

The sword qi enveloped the entire square, slashing out like a sea of mountains, one after another, the skin of the person who stabbed was painful, and Jiang Tian under the arch blessed himself with a magic defense cover, resisting the aftermath of the sword qi.

But he was a little frightened in his heart, this old man of the Japanese country, his combat effectiveness was really strong, and his internal strength was only afraid that he was not weaker than the traitor of Shaolin Temple encountered in the Philippines.

And the knife is invincible, but I am afraid that the lethality will be stronger.

Nobita Jingu spoke, and his voice was like a bell: "I started learning swords at the age of 5, and I became a little bit at the age of 15, and I have dedicated my life to the supreme kendo, and in this life, I only live for the way of the sword!"

When Jiang Tian heard this, he muttered in his heart: Ri/he/mother, what a pervert, no wonder it's so terrifying!

If Jiang Tian was allowed to concentrate on cultivating the Purple Sun Divine Skill or cultivating magic for the rest of his life, he would never be able to do it, and the joy of life would be deprived.

Lin Qinglime's clear voice sounded, like snow and water: "I learned swords at the age of 3, I became a little successful at the age of 10, and I began to challenge the masters of various sects at the age of 15, without any defeat, and I made a living from swords all my life!"

Okay, what are you doing at the age of 3, it seems that you are still playing with mud, these are all perverts, can you hold a sword at the age of 3!) )