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The sword light was like a horse in the air, and a short man suddenly appeared on the top of Changfeng's head, this knife, like a bamboo, the powerful knife slashed at Changfeng's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Changfeng was guarding the east side of the Prime Minister's Mansion, except for him, there was no guard here, and as early as ten minutes ago, the guards here were solved by him.

The corners of Mu Changfeng's mouth hooked up a cruel sneer, and his figure disappeared in place strangely, and the next moment, he appeared behind the short man, kicked the man fiercely, kicked the man in the air and vomited blood, and the body that had lost his breath smashed on a cherry tree, and pieces of cherry blossoms and broken branches fell down one after another.

At the same time, the figure flickered, and eight men in silver tight-fitting suits surrounded Changfeng, and the sword net composed of katana swords with cold light flickered overwhelmingly swept through Mu Changfeng.

"The small skills of carving insects also dare to compete with the sun and the moon." Mu Changfeng grinned and sneered, with his current skills, he didn't take these masters of the R country in front of him in his eyes at all.

The ascension of the realm, whether it is the Eight Great Commanders of the Yanhuang Iron Cavalry or the Twelve Evil Monarchs, the only thing in the entire R Kingdom that can make them feel that they have the power to fight may only be the Yin Yang King alone.

The joint attack of the eight warriors is not terrifying, at least if the former Changfeng is not dead, he will be seriously injured, and at this moment, Mu Changfeng danced with the wind in a windbreaker, and his shawl and long hair also blocked his eyes, and the powerful momentum came out of his body, and the eight warriors couldn't even get close to his body at all, so they were shocked and vomited blood and flew upside down.

And when Mu Changfeng killed eight warriors with only his momentum, there was an old man with a thin face standing on the high wall a hundred meters away, wearing a gray robe that was not attacked by the cold wind at all, even his long hair was not messy, a pair of cloudy eyes widened, looking at Changfeng sharply and in surprise, and gasped.

Changfeng looked up at the thin old man, and the huge information of the Yanhuang Iron Horse flashed in his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said loudly: "Your Excellency, could it be Ito Takeo, who is known as the sword god in the R country?" ”

The thin old man's eyes flashed, and he looked at Mu Changfeng condescendingly and nodded: "With such a high strength at a young age, no wonder you can run rampant in my country, but as a martial artist, your murderous behavior is really infuriating." Today, I, Takeo Ito, will fight you to the death. ”

Mu Changfeng nodded secretly, the old man in front of him is the third of the three masters of the R country, the most outstanding figure in the R country, the legend has already stepped into the highest realm of knife skills, no knife in his hand is better than a knife, fallen leaves, and dry grass can be used as a knife to kill.

A few years ago, Qinglong came to R country to carry out a mission, he was defeated by Qinglong, and he has long since ceased to be born for many years, but he didn't expect to let himself meet today, and the battle intent in Changfeng's body was surging and surging.

The strong killing intent permeated the two of them, and the momentum that erupted from Takeo Ito was not weaker than Changfeng, which also made Changfeng secretly frightened, it seems that the ranking of the masters of the black list is not real, at least many strong people do not pursue such fame and fortune.

The cold wind rolled up a dead leaf, fluttering in front of the long wind, the killing intent on Ito Takeo's body was fierce, his body flew down like an eagle, the fallen leaves around the long wind began to roll up, and among the dead leaves fluttering in the sky, Ito Takeo launched the most fierce attack.

Mu Changfeng looked up to the sky and drank, his momentum also soared, and his violent and ferocious punch shattered the air, and a strong fist wind blasted towards Takeo Ito.

The master made a move, and with a touch, the heaven and earth instantly quieted down, only the dead leaves flying everywhere fluttered, Mu Changfeng looked at Ito Takeo not far away with cold eyes, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Takeo Ito's flickering eyes became brighter and brighter at this moment, his thin body did not move at all, but the clothes on his chest had been torn, leaving a fist mark on his exposed chest.

"It's worthy of being a sword god, and I've learned it." Mu Changfeng smiled softly, and as he spoke, the sleeve on his left side was like a broken petal, blown away by the wind.

Ito Takeo's eyes suddenly dimmed, his body shook slightly, he held his chest and shook his head: "Five years ago, I was defeated by the hands of the green dragon, I thought I was just a little weaker than him, and after years of hard work, I thought I could find him a shame, but I didn't expect that I was defeated by a Chinese person again." Young man, what's your name? ”

"Mu Changfeng." Mu Changfeng said loudly.

"Okay, there is no longer the title of Sword God in the country of R, but in ten years, my grandson will go to you to regain this title." Ito clenched his fists, turned and jumped onto the high wall, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mu Changfeng watched Ito Takeo leave with a calm face, his tall body bent down instantly, knelt on one knee, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, although he had the upper hand, he also suffered a lot of internal injuries, and the power of Ito Takeo's knife was too strong.

The figure flashed again, and a mediocre-looking young man rushed out of the bushes, landed beside Mu Changfeng in a few jumps, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Mu Changfeng shook his head, although he didn't know the young man in front of him, he also knew that these people were all masters brought by the Twelve Evil Monarchs, all of them had good strength, and they were in the middle of the realm, and such a person could dominate one side wherever he was placed.

At the time of Mu Changfeng's competition with the sword god Ito Takeo, the Prime Minister's Office has been crowded with a large number of masters from all directions, these people have masters of major martial arts schools, and there are also strong men of major forces.

The Twelve Evil Monarchs and the Seventh Commander of the Yanhuang Iron Cavalry and the Shadow Clan were guarding everywhere with more than twenty earth-level powerhouses, and few people could resist their moves, and the result of besieging them was a death one after another.

Not to mention the scuffle around him, in the pavilion on the west side, Zi Feng wore a purple windbreaker and looked calm. Opposite him, stood an old man in white with a red face, holding a long sword shining with golden light in the old man's hand.

Sword God Sword Saint, the powerhouses of the two major schools of country R are all here today, and the white-haired old man in front of him is the second-ranked sword saint Liu Shengchun Yu among the three masters of country R.

Yanagi Chun debuted at the age of sixteen, he has never been defeated in his life, once the Yin and Yang King invited to fight, Yanagi Chunyu did not respond, so it is rumored that Liu Shengchun did not dare to compete with the Yin Yang King, which is also the reason why the Yin and Yang King has become a myth in the R country.

The Yanagi family is loyal to the royal family, and Yanagi Chunyu has served two generations of emperors, because he is there, the two generations of emperors have suffered dozens of assassinations, large and small, all of which have been resolved by Yanagi Chunyu, the Yanagi family is not greedy for vanity, does not pursue fame and fortune, and is indifferent, but has a country in their hearts.

A pair of sharp eyes looked at Zi Feng, and Liu Sheng nodded and said; "It is rare that there is a young master like you in Huaxia Kingdom, and over time, your achievements are limitless. Today, the old man came out of the mountain to seek justice from you, and you should pay the price for what you have done. ”

"Mr. Liu Sheng, I don't want to be your enemy, the person I want to deal with is the Yin and Yang King, I hope the old man will be successful." Zi Feng smiled slightly embarrassed.

"Hehe, if you defeat me, you will have the opportunity to comprehend the power of the Yin Yang King." Yanagi Chunyu smiled slightly.

Zi Feng scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "It seems that this battle is inevitable, Mr. Yanagi, please make a move." ”

Yanagi Chunyu admires the polite young man in front of him, he is a warrior who is indifferent to fame and fortune, and his personality is relatively gentle, and the least favorite thing in his life is to be brave and ruthless.

In fact, he didn't know that there was a reason why Zi Feng was so humble, this kid had been thinking about a girl in his mind, Yanagi Chunyu's granddaughter Yanagi Juanzi.

Liu Shengchun flicked his wrist, and a dragon roar came out from the sword, this sword is not an ordinary long sword, the name is Quanyong, it is the third sword among the top ten famous swords in R country, a divine weapon, sharpening iron like clay.

"Young man, I don't like to make the first move." Liu Shengchun is self-assured, so he naturally will not take advantage of a young man first, although he also feels that the young man in front of him cannot be underestimated, but he still maintains the demeanor of a master.

"Mr. Yanagi, then offend." Zi Feng was also reluctant to do anything with this old man in his heart, the sword had no eyes, in case he hurt the old man, he was worried that Liu Sheng Juanzi would hate him.

For some reason, since Zi Feng confessed to Yanagi Juanzi in the imperial residence that day, he was originally acting on the spot, but he would think of the other party's voice and smile all the time in the past few days, and Juanzi's delicate and refined face lingered in his mind and lingered.

Without any tricks, Zi Feng's figure ejected, and a strong punch went straight to Yanagi Chunyu, he didn't do his best, but the power of this punch was still powerful and made Yanagi Chunyu slightly frightened.

The long sword stabbed Zi Feng's lower plate, and the sword flowers sealed Zi Feng's retreat, but also blocked Zi Feng's attack, just one sword, ever-changing, Liu Shengchunyu's swordsmanship was so clever that it was astonishing.

Zifeng was in the air, changed his move in an instant, dodged Yanagi Chunyu's sword net at an incredible angle, and the punch that condensed his whole body strength bombarded Yanagi Chunyu again.

He had already seen the power of this old man, retaining his strength would only put himself in danger, Zi Feng didn't want to hurt the other party, but he didn't want to lose this battle.

Liu Shengchun finally changed color, the long sword swirled quickly, and a golden light surged, and the impermeable golden sword light shrouded Zi Feng.

A powerful explosion shook from the center of the battle between the two in all directions, and with a bang, even the gazebo next to it was shattered.

The dust cleared, and Zi Feng stood in the arena in disheveled clothes, with a handsome face that turned pale.

And Liu Sheng Chunyu also had white hair fluttering, his white robe was covered with dust, his eyes were faintly shocked, and he stared at Zi Feng for a moment and said, "What a strong strength, young man, you won." ”

"Thank you, you agreed." Zi Feng hugged his fists and saluted, for this chivalrous old man, Zi Feng admired it in his heart.

"Your name is Zi Feng, right?" Yanagi said suddenly.

Zi Feng looked at the old man in amazement, and asked suspiciously, "How do you know my name?" ”

"There's time to visit the Yagyu family." Liu Sheng Chunyu smiled slightly, looked at Zi Feng deeply, turned around and walked away.