Chen Xian's eyes, one of which turned silver-white, and the other turned black, looked at the warrior.

He cast the Divine Eye of Destruction, which instantly invaded the samurai's mind and read a lot of information in his mind.

When Chen Xian learned that Fang Jing was dedicated to the five-headed gods by Taro Higashino as a divine servant, he burst out with a terrifying murderous aura.

Although this little gatekeeper didn't know the terrible price to pay for becoming a divine servant, Chen Xian guessed that Fang Jing would definitely be extremely dangerous.

Divine servants, as lofty as they sound, are actually slaves of God.

This so-called five-headed god will definitely use some kind of terrifying secret technique to deal with Fang Jing's.

Chen Xian was anxious, so he rushed in the direction of the tallest ancient building in the Inoue Castle.

At the same time, he exerted his Divine Eye of Destruction to the extreme, and his vision seemed to have turned into an indestructible and penetrating arrow, directly penetrating the exterior of the tall and magnificent ancient building, penetrating all barriers, and reaching the inside of the ancient building.

Chen Xian clearly saw that a statue of an evil ghost and god with five weird, hideous heads and ten arms stood in the hall, and the fierce and evil aura came to his face.

In front of it, there was a charming and stunning beauty, kneeling there in a daze, as if she had lost her soul and lost her soul.

This person is none other than Fang Jing.

Seeing this, Chen Xian's anger burned in his heart, and this anger rushed into the sky.

"Baga, you ......"

The samurai guarding the door shouted, but before they could finish their sentences, they froze.

Immediately afterward, the eyes, ears, mouths, and noses of the warriors were all bleeding scarlet blood, and the vitality in their eyes quickly dissipated.

One body crashed to the ground.

Chen Xian came to the wide, heavy iron door, raised his hand, and imprinted his palm on the iron door.

Zilala!

Countless cracks, centered on the palm of the hand, spread towards the surroundings, and in an instant, the entire iron door was covered.

Bang——!

The iron gate burst and turned into powder.

The loud noise alarmed the samurai inside the castle.

"Baga!"

"Baga!"

A large number of samurai drew their shiny silver katana swords and rushed towards the gate, fearless of death.

"What's going on?" said Takeyama, who was drinking tea with Taro Higashino, as he stood up.

Taro Higashino's small eyes also burst out with surprise.

Crunch!

Zhushan opened the window first, looked in the direction of the gate, and saw the gate that had turned into powder, and the young man with a shoehorny head and cheeks like a knife and axe, couldn't help but say angrily:

"Baga, it's that Chen Xian of the Hualong Federation!"

Bang dang!

After speaking, Takeyama drew his katana, and in a flash, his figure disappeared from the room and appeared at the door.

Taro Higashino also drew his katana and followed Takeyama with a murderous momentum.

At this moment, there were already thousands of dark strength Xiaocheng, Dacheng, Peak, Perfection, and Half-step Grandmaster-level warriors surrounding him and attacking him wildly.

Chen Xian didn't let them attack, he was now in a hurry to rush to the location of the five-headed gods and rescue Fang Jing.

He struck his fists thunder as he strode forward.

Boom Boom!

Ahhh

The deafening roar and the terrible screams sounded at the same time, and a large number of samurai flew out one after another like birds that had been shot, and the vitality in their eyes quickly disappeared.

Every martial artist who flies out upside down is killed with one punch, regardless of whether you are a dark strength master or a half-step grandmaster-level existence.

After a few breaths, Chen Xian rushed out of a distance of several hundred meters, and at least two or three hundred warriors were killed.

Chen Xian left an open area hundreds of meters long, like the traces left by a shocking giant plow ploughing over the earth.

When those samurai saw this, they trembled in their hands, and the katana in their hands was almost unstable.

Even though the samurai of the FS country pay attention to the spirit of bushido, but now facing this non-human Chen Xian, they feel cold in their hearts.

"Baga, kill me, you must not let Chen Xian disturb the gods!!"

"Kill me, if anyone dares to take a step back, there will be no mercy !!"

"Kill, don't retreat, you're a samurai!!"

The three late-stage Grandmaster Realm giants who had just arrived here shouted loudly one after another.

The voices of the three great masters were blessed with special power and shocked people's hearts.

Those warriors who had been crushed by Chen Xian's thunderbolt tactics regained their will to fight and rushed towards Chen Xian.

Takeyama Naichi, Higashino Taro, Tie Shui Zhen and the three Grandmaster Realm later stage powerful existences, forming an iron triangle and surrounding Chen Xian.

Hohoo ho!

The katana made of super alloy danced extremely fast, and countless silver-white sword shadows were overwhelmingly attacking Chen Xian.

It was like a mountain composed of sword shadows, suppressing Chen Xian.

The shadow of the knife passed, cutting through the air, leaving countless knife marks, and there was also a sharp howl like a ghost crying, which kept coming.

While the three grandmasters used their sword skills, they also displayed their boxing skills.

True Qi frantically mobilized from the dantian, filled the iron fist, and blasted wildly towards Chen Xian, who was shrouded in the shadow of the sword.

The shadows of fists the size of water tanks, like boulders, smashed towards Chen Xian.

"Humph!"

Chen Xian let out a cold snort, his hands dancing along a seemingly simple but mystical trajectory, and his fists slammed forward.

"The Dragon Elephant Fist of the Dragon Elephant Strikes!"

Say what you say!

Roar~~~

An astonishing sound like a dragon's roar and a roar sounded, causing everyone's eardrums to buzz.

A terrifying Jiaolong phantom, tearing the shadow of the sword, the shadow of the fist, the teeth and claws, came out of nowhere, and suppressed the three major martial arts masters around him.

Takeyama Naichi, Higashino Taro and Molten Iron Shō and the three of them, seeing the majestic, scaly and terrifying shadow, their hair exploded all over their bodies, as if they were facing Tianwei.

They no longer cared about attacking Chen Xian, and they used defensive martial arts to resist.

"Quack, small Chinese human, you dare to attack the Inoue Castle of this god, break it for me!"

At the last moment, a strange, creepy and ugly voice suddenly came from the towering old building.

It was accompanied by a huge dark red mist, as fast as thunder.

The mist appeared, and the temperature around it seemed to drop rapidly, and at the same time, the sound of ghosts crying wolves came from the mist.

At the moment when the three grandmasters thought they were going to be finished.

The crimson mist appeared in front of them, facing the shadow that came with teeth and claws.

In an instant, Jiaoying and the black-red mist fought in one place.

Boom Boom!

There was a deafening roar from the mist, and there was a terrible ghost cry, and the ghosts with blue faces and fangs appeared one after another, but they were all caught into powder by the shadow with one claw.

Chen Xian didn't care, the battle between Jiaoying and the treacherous fog, in the moment when the three great masters were stunned, rushed towards the magnificent ancient building.

(End of chapter)