As soon as Muramasa Gakuaki's words fell, the long knife in his hand was pulled out.

"Weng!"

The sound of the knife resounded in his ears, and a sword like silver light slashed towards Zhang Tian.

The knife is like a rainbow through the sun, making everyone's eyes dazzle, and they can't see the picture in front of them clearly, and even a few people who are closer to Muramasa Xueming feel that their faces are shaved by this cold knife.

"The head of the house is the head of the house! It's amazing! ”

The people of the Nakamura family were amazed.

"Bai Meisha! You just wait for the torture of the family, this time, no one can save you! ”

Kotani Fennel looked at Bai Meisha with a cold gaze, which couldn't help but make Bai Meisha's face slightly pale.

"I just hope he wins."

Bai Meisha only had this one thought in her heart, now she and Zhang Tian in front of her were already grasshoppers on a rope, if Zhang Tian was defeated, the fate that awaited her would be extremely miserable.

This move of Muramasa Xueming is the horizontal knife in the Broken Flow Knife.

In this hall, although Muramasa Xueming restrained his strength, he also slashed out a sharp sword of five or six meters with a single sword, and attacked Zhang Tian with a whistling sound.

In the hearts of the warriors of the Muramasa family, the young man in front of him will inevitably die under this sword.

It's just that the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The brilliant sword light arrived in front of Zhang Tian in an instant.

At this time, Zhang Tian's expression did not change, and his body remained motionless.

Just when people thought he was scared stupid, the knife came closer.

Suddenly, the sword stopped.

It was silently still in front of Zhang Tian's eyes, and it turned into a ray of light in an instant, and then dissipated.

"What?"

"Am I right?"

"Y-How did he take over the head of the house?"

"He didn't move! How so? How is this possible? ”

Everyone in the Muramasa family stared at each other in disbelief.

Even Muramasa Gakuaki's face rose with a sense of solemnity.

Although he didn't use all his strength with this sword, it was not something that a small soldier could take.

"When did Huaxia have another young master? Could it be that he is a disciple of the Hidden World Sect? Or is it the young players of the NSA? ”

Muramasa raised his eyebrows.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you." Muramasa Xueming said in a deep voice: "I don't know who you are? Didn't the elders in the family tell you to keep a low profile when you leave Huaxia? Didn't you tell you that you were not allowed to kill ordinary people at will? ”

"Hehehe." Zhang Tian sneered, and the disdain in his eyes seemed to everyone in the Muramasa family as if he had slapped them in the face.

"Boy! My village is not a place for you to mess around. ”

Muramasa Xueming's eyes were cold, his true qi was mobilized, and he began to brew a more terrifying move.

"If you take me and don't die, you'll know who I am."

Zhang Tian said lightly, and when the words fell, he slowly stretched out his palm.

Suddenly, Muramasa Gakuaki felt a shocking crisis.

He was cold and tried to dodge, but found that there was nowhere to hide.

I saw that around Muramasa Xueming's body, a translucent palm was formed, and the palm was larger than Muramasa Xueming's body.

"Not good!"

Muramasa Xueming's face changed, and he didn't expect the youth in front of him to be so strong!

It made him have an irresistible thought, this kind of thought, he only felt in the body of Muramasa Shinichi, and at the same time, he also vaguely guessed Zhang Tian's identity in his heart.

"You, you are ......"

Muramasa Xueming trembled, looked at Zhang Tian, said a few words, and the huge palm was directly clenched to death.

"Poof......

Muramasa Gakuaki's body turned into flesh and blood, Zhang Tian felt that the picture was a little disgusting, so he flicked his finger and shot out a pale black flame, burning Muramasa Gakuaki's body to the ground.

Megatron Dagang City, a martial arts powerhouse famous in the island country, Muramasa Xueming, died in one move!

This scene made the people of the Muramasa family completely dumbfounded.

They were at a loss and didn't know what they should do, especially Kotani Fennel and Muramasa Hengwei, who were even more frightened!

The faces of the martial artists present were even more shocking than ordinary people.

Because, there are very few people who can kill Muramasa Xueming with one move, not to mention that there is still a young man in his early twenties in front of him.

And such a strong young man, in the great Huaxia, it seems that there is only one person.

That is the first place on the Huaxia Heavenly List, known as the strongest demon in history, the Northern Han King!

The king of the North, the North Cold?

The warriors of the island country were terrified, the young man in front of him seemed to be gentle, but in fact he was a killing god!

"How could he? How could Bai Meisha find him to help? ”

The bodies of the warriors kept trembling.

"How is this possible?"

Muramasa Hengwei's face turned pale.

If Muramasa Gakuaki died unexpectedly before, Muramasa Hengwei would definitely celebrate secretly, but at this time, among them, the strongest samurai in the family died, and he was killed with one move, then their safety was completely unguaranteed.

It's life or death! It's just a thought of the young man in front of him!

"You four, do you know where Muramasa Shinichi is?"

Zhang Tian slowly walked in front of everyone in the Murazheng family, and as Zhang Tian advanced, their steps subconsciously retreated backwards, and when they came closer, Zhang Tian looked at the remaining four half-step grandmasters and said lightly.

"This ......"

Several people turned pale and glanced at each other.

"North ......"

One of them stiffened his head and was about to answer, but Zhang Tian interrupted them with a wave of his hand.

"Since I don't know, there's no need to live!"

As soon as the words fell, with Zhang Tian's wave of his hand, the eyes of the four people were stunned, their eyes were blank, and the next moment, their bodies were engulfed by pale black flames.

"Ahh Demon! He's a demon! ”

"Woooooooooooooo

"Run!"

At this time, more than a dozen timid people in the family could no longer bear the fear in their hearts, and they quickly ran to the other side of the corridor.

As soon as they moved, the others tried to escape.

But just as they were about to take a step, suddenly, the dozen or so people who were the first to flee were instantly burned by the flames.

In an instant, the idea of these people trying to escape was broken.

They all looked at Zhang Tian with dead faces.

"Do the rest of you know where Shinichi Mura is?" \t

Zhang Tian's gaze swept to the audience.

The gaze was calm, but it sent chills down everyone's bodies.

"My lord, I—I know." Muramasa Hengwei trembled and raised his hand.

After the words fell, Zhang Tian glanced at him, did not answer, walked to the side of the sofa by himself, sat down, took a new teacup from the coffee table in front of him, poured himself a pot of tea, and took a sip before he spoke:

"You're Bai Meisha's father, right?"

"Yes." Muramasa nodded cautiously.

"Forget it, I don't want to know now."

Zhang Tian waved his hand lightly, his eyes flashing.

"Shock!"

In an instant, except for Bai Meisha, everyone present felt as if their minds had exploded, shaking them to a splitting headache, their bodies were weak, and they lost their ability to move.