The moon was full, and someone drew a sword, and the blade of the sword was sixty-five centimeters long.

The moonlight was cold, the sword light was even colder, and the half-step sword saint of the country that day had a solemn face.

Fist?!

Let's not talk about the body aura of this Chinese boy, after all, he can have such a reputation in Huaguo martial arts, and he was among the lower reaches of the god list not long ago, so naturally it will not be too bad, but even so, it is too conceited to make such a move!

Even if this punch has the power of ten thousand jun, it is impossible to hurt him in the slightest, but in this way, the swordsman of this day still does not dare to be careless and take out the sword!

In the battle of the strong, many times the grasp of details is beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts masters.

After all, the swordsman of this day is the cultivation of a half-step sword saint, and in the global god list, it can barely be regarded as a "second ring" big thing, not far from the top ten top giants, although it is surprised, but in a blink of an eye, the sword has been unsheathed.

In other words, it seems stupid to punch out, but it is the most direct and pure!

There is just a line of separation, the left is a fool, and the right is unfathomable!

It's very simple, if someone doesn't have supernatural powers, just using their fists can make you difficult to parry, and whoever comes will be frustrated in terms of mood.

The sword was unsheathed, and the Yuanmingliu slashed out in an instant, and the sword covered the moon, at least in the eyes of everyone under the cliff, only to see a bright sword soaring, showing a "majestic" image, like a vast cloud, it was actually the full moon above the night dome to "cover".

The Sanskrit sound is still the same, the more prosperous, the words fall, such as rainbows and smoke, the upper and poorer, sprinkled with the world.

Several Japanese Shinto people below, their eyes were burning, and they seemed to have noticed something, all of them took a few steps forward, their right hands were fingered, and their left hands were supported by their palms.

But I saw that the Sanskrit sound condensed "smoke rainbow", it was no longer possible to distinguish between the virtual and the real, the road was sprinkled, on the cliffs, on the top of the mountain, the rocks and trees were like soft mud, and it was a terrifying scene of knife cutting......

Countless spectators in Dongshan breathed a lot of cool air, and those who forced back one after another did not know how many.

At this time, these people who watched the battle, whether they were Chinese martial artists or many visitors from home and abroad, truly understood the horror of the power of the Shinto gods.

It is a rock cliff, but it is like a tofu brain that is peeled off layer by layer by the force of the "knife", if the ordinary body is in it, isn't it "five horses divided into corpses" in an instant?

Even Gu Gucheng was stunned, and his face was even more melancholy.

He fought before, and the swordsman of the country that day was just brazenly suppressed, and he did not really kill him, otherwise, the current situation alone would be far from being able to retreat with his whole body.

"What's the matter with Mr. Xu, why can't he have magical powers?"

Lei Ping'an couldn't take his eyes off it, surprised, and exclaimed.

Mo said that it was Lei Ping'an, and even Dou Zhengyang was also solemn.

Eccentric!

It's so weird!

Mr. Xu's strength is profound, and the power of supernatural powers is beyond the imagination and speculation of ordinary people, it stands to reason that when encountering such a strong enemy of Japan, it should be a great supernatural power, but the fact is not so, the cliff is in the sky, the sword covers the moon, and the Sanskrit sound is terrifying, but Mr. Xu is still holding his fist and bombarding wildly, which is too abnormal!

Dou Zhengyang is like this, and the rest of the people who are in the martial arts realm are even more incomprehensible, and among the people present, only a few people faintly see something, and the surprise on their faces is even stronger because of this.

There's the Silver Wing of the Qin Heavenly Bureau here!

The fist is the purest, and it can destroy the opponent's state of mind, this idea is right, but it also scores, and the current situation, no matter who it seems, the young man is at a disadvantage, but ......

"Could it be that he wants to break the momentum with his fist?! But that is a half-step sword saint-like powerhouse in Japan, Xu Qingqiong is crazy? ”

Silverwing muttered to herself.

Above the void, the young man's body is in the air, and the true yuan breath is turned into a mang, although it is to withstand the pressure of the rainbow Sanskrit sound, but it begins to show a trend of dissipation, who thinks, once it does not change in time, it will inevitably be dismantled!

Those incomparably hard rock cliffs can't be stopped, how can flesh and blood resist?

At this time, the sword has come to the sky, and the sword in the hand of the national swordsman on that day has drawn an arc, and it has been sheathed incomparably chic, and the movements are done in one go, the eyes are blazing, and the posture of the winner is difficult to hide.

In the eyes of this swordsman, the overall situation has been decided!

It can only be said that this son does not know the height of the sky, and the martial arts breath is considered strong, and the defensive attribute is very high, but it is too late, and the power of the gods has "collapsed" that piece of white mang's defensive breath, under such a premise, his sword is a masterpiece of the Ming Dynasty, even if the armor is current, it has to be turned into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, not to mention the flesh and blood.

The man shook his head, and a thought rose in his heart, but Er'er!

Rumble!

The sword roared, the glow of the true yuan breath dissipated a few more minutes, and the young man's figure was directly engulfed, and the Sanskrit sound smoke and rainbow fell like a rain knife, and it was even more seizing the momentum, and the killing opportunity was already achieved!

Even the few Shinto people below also stopped moving, their expressions were relaxed, and they had the same thoughts as the swordsmen of the country that day, the battle has ended, and the victory has been decided!

Huaguo martial arts, naturally, has the power to face Golangjun without falling into the wind, but he will not be so careless, or stupid, the master has made a move, and the negligence of a detail is fatal, not to mention such a "light enemy", even if Da Rulai appears, it can't be saved!

In a sense, Shinto is a branch of Buddhism, and it is the supreme deity in Shintoism.

This wave of killing is equivalent to the power of the Miyamoto Musashi school Dacheng sword, and then superimposed on the power of the Shinto gods, in the eyes of these Shinto disciples, even if it is the real first person in the Japanese kendo to face, they dare not say that they will retreat with their whole body, if there is really such a character, at least it must be the top ten European giants in the global god list......

Thundered!

The sword slashed the figure, the Sanskrit smoke rainbow swished down, and there were countless times it was bombarded, and the aftermath of the majestic and fierce breath shook the void, and within the core range of 100 meters below, everyone in Dongshan had already retreated one after another, lest they hurt themselves, above the clouds, not to mention the figure of the young man, it was the full moon, which was also directly submerged and swallowed by the "dust mist", and it was difficult to see clearly.

Dust mist, naturally not real dust mist, but a grand breath fluctuation generation, has the meaning of covering the air, don't say that the young man, is Dongshan, all seem a little small.

"Mr. Xu......"

Dou Zhengyang and the others exclaimed.

Many spectators in Dongshan shook their heads, especially the Huaguo martial artists, and a deep sense of frustration rose.

After all, Xu Qingqiong appeared, since he appeared, it is inevitable that some people hope that this son can save face for Huaguo Martial Dao, but unfortunately, the truth is cruel, under such a killing situation, who else can survive?!

It was the silver wing of the Qin Heavenly Bureau, who also sighed and prepared to leave.

Above the void, on a vague figure, I don't know when, was already wearing a suit of armor.

The Eight Veins of the Emperor's Body's Defensive Magical Power, Dragon Armor!

The young man's eyes were like an abyss, and his heart was still the same!

The moment he rushed into the sky, he was planning to break the state of mind of this swordsman in the Sun Kingdom, so he didn't have any magical powers, whether it was the Thunder Sword or the Immortal Demon Punishment, all of them were left behind for him, and the fist was what he insisted on.

Even at this moment, under this wave of killing, the defense of the True Yuan Breath was disintegrated, he was still unmoved, and then went out to defend the armor, in order to start from the beginning to the end, and to discuss orthodoxy with fists!

The sword breaks through ten thousand laws, and the fist breaks the state of mind!

This is very understandable, you still show off your fists and legs over and over again, I only punch once, and after one punch, you will lose your combat power, even if it is a difficult monk on the other side of the fairy realm, your mood has to be broken, let alone a mortal swordsman.

There was a commotion below, most of the people shook their heads and sighed, and they couldn't even see a figure in the void, presumably they were blown into powder by the sword of the Japanese swordsman, and Huaguo Martial Arts couldn't raise their heads at least in a short period of time.

"Tooth white (not good)!"

At this time, the breath fluctuations gradually dissipated, and above the void, a young man in armor was fierce in the void, like a god descending to earth.

That day, the swordsman of the country had already planned to fly down, but when he saw this figure in his sight, his heart trembled instinctively, and he blurted out.

The bright moon reappeared, and everyone under the East Mountain broke out into a commotion, but they saw that the young man's body was like a ghost, dragging out a cloud of smoke and dust, and appeared in front of the Japanese swordsman in the blink of an eye, and blasted out again with a punch.

This punch breaks the enemy's state of mind!

As soon as the mood is broken, it is equivalent to the disintegration of the will to fight, and this Japanese swordsman represents the Japanese martial arts at the moment, and the punch of the young man is invisibly the "self-esteem" of the Japanese martial arts, which is his real thought.

Five hundred years of state of mind, the Heavenly Emperor who was reborn and returned from a high position, every move is something that mortals can speculate.

There was a commotion, and at the same time, the swordsman of the country pressed the hilt of the sword that day, his face was stiff, and several Shinto people below looked at each other, and instantly noticed that something was wrong, and in an instant, several figures flew into the air.

Sanskrit sound rises again, several figures have the same formula, and above the clouds, there are clouds.

The clouds will not be pressed for no reason, and in everyone's sight, they can only see a golden Buddha statue condensed like a substance.

In the territory of Dongshan, the mountains shake, and the earth trembles non-stop.

The power of the gods is as great as the power of the gods!

The young man's fist slowed down suddenly, his brows furrowed violently, the dragon armor buzzed and trembled, the blood and qi in his body churned, and the dragon gate breath involuntarily turned, even he himself was also slightly startled.

In this mortal world, there is still such a grand Buddhist might?

Above the clouds, the full moon is like a crown, just above the huge Buddha body, like the aura of gods and Buddhas, everyone has raised their heads, hissing and inhaling cool air one after another.

Not only Dongshan, but also the absolute level related to global martial arts, the Yanjing Center, the Apennine Holy See, the United States, the Soviet Union and other giant power countries, at this moment, through satellite channels such as "Sky Eye", watched this scene, and there were countless people who were moved.

On the ground, flying sand and rocks, countless sediments were directly swept into the sky, and within a hundred meters of the void, a huge whirlpool of ten zhang appeared, and the entire Dongshan was already boiling, accompanied by a strong and incomparably terrifying horror, as well as excitement.

The Japanese martial arts are so powerful?!

Under the gods and Buddhas, the young man seemed to become extremely insignificant, but it was only a few breaths, but everyone saw a scene that will never be forgotten!

The young man didn't use his body to escape, and his fist was slow at first, but then it started again, and it still blasted out......

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