The ten-meter-tall tornado swirled at high speed in the sky, and snow-white wind blades converged towards the center of the tornado like sharp blades.

Then cut Tsukahara Jushiro.

"Ahh Painful ......"

Tsukahara Thirteen let out a terrible scream, and the sound shook for ten miles.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Everyone on Mt. Fuji was so shocked that they looked up and saw the tornado in the sky.

It's just that the tornado appeared abruptly and disappeared quickly.

After only ten seconds of appearance, it disappeared into invisibility, and then a pile of things fell from the sky and landed on the mountain bag below.

Everything is calm again, as if nothing had happened!

"What happened to that tornado just now?"

The people on Mount Fuji were puzzled, especially the terrible screams just now, which made them secretly wonder in their hearts, something happened on the mountain?

They didn't know that something had indeed happened on the mountain, and something big had happened, and at this moment, hundreds of sect masters from all over the world were staring at the pile of things in front of them, their faces were all shocked.

Right in front of them, five or six meters away from them, there was a pile of blood-red stuff scattered.

It was scattered pieces of scaly-like minced meat, intestines, and bones, mixed with blood, brains, feces and urine......

"This, this, this...... How so? ”

"Could it be that Tsukahara Jushiro, has become such a bunch of things?"

"No...... No way! Impossible! How can it be? ”

The eyes were about to bulge out, and hundreds of grandmasters couldn't believe their eyes with their mouths wide open.

The famous Japanese swordsman Tsukahara Jushiro, who was still majestic and laughing with them just now, turned into a pile of minced meat in the blink of an eye???

How is this possible??

"Who?"

"Who killed my brother?"

At this moment, the head of the Tsukahara family, Osamu Tsukahara, jumped up to Ying Yue and Zhao Yang, and pressed the handle of the knife on his waist with his right hand.

His eyes were staring at them, and his eyes were blood-red: "Which of you killed my brother?" ”

An aura comparable to that of a peak grandmaster emanated from him, and suddenly acted on Ying Yue and Zhao Yang.

Ying Yue was indifferent, but Zhao Yang's face changed wildly, and he was almost pressed to the ground, if it weren't for Ying Yue gently patting him on the shoulder.

Zhao Yang will lie on the ground in the next second.

"You! Did you kill my brother? ”

Osamu Tsukahara abandoned Zhao Yang, locked his eyes on Ying Yue, and roared in a low voice.

The other grandmasters all looked at Ying Yue, and their eyes became wrong.

Osamu Tsukahara is a peak grandmaster, how powerful is it?

If it was really an ordinary person, he should have fallen down a long time ago, but Ying Yue was not only fine, but he was light and light, like a nobody!

That's the biggest abnormality!

So, there must be something wrong with Yingyue.

Facing the compelling Tsukahara Osamu and hundreds of pairs of puzzled eyes, Zhao Yang trembled, but Ying Yue looked at Osamu Tsukahara and said lightly: "Do you want to die too?" ”

is a very calm sentence, but it undoubtedly indirectly admits that Tsukahara Thirteen Lang was killed by him.

Osamu Tsukahara was instantly angry: "Boy, you dare to kill my brother, I will break your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes!" ”

Sen Ran's voice was still echoing in the void, and his person disappeared in place all of a sudden, "choking", accompanied by the sound of a sharp sword unsheathed.

A sharp sword that shimmered with cold light appeared on the top of Ying Yue's head like a ghost, and then carried the momentum of thunder, slashing down at the top of Ying Yue's head from top to bottom.

It seems that he is going to split Ying Yue in half!

"Good...... So fast! ”

"What a speed!"

"Is this the strength of the head of the Tsukahara family, one of Japan's four great sword saint families?"

"The head of the Tsukahara family struck angrily, this Chinese kid is going to be hated!"

"Surely we will die!"

When the grandmaster standing on the mountain bag saw this scene, his heart jumped in unison, and he was stunned by the strength of Osamu Tsukahara.

There were hundreds of grandmasters present, but there were definitely few who dared to beat Osamu Tsukahara.

Especially after seeing his strength, my heart was even more shocked!

It's just that what shocked the eyes of all the grandmasters was that in the face of this thunderous blow, the corners of Ying Yue's mouth flashed with a touch of sarcasm.

Then slowly extend the index finger of your right hand and place it horizontally above your head.

"Ding—"

As if slashing at steel, the sword fell, and there was a clashing sound of gold and iron, and then it could not be stored in a single bit.

"It's impossible to !!"

All the grandmasters lost their voices in unison, their pupils shrunk sharply, and their faces were shocked.

And the most terrifying thing in the audience was Osamu Tsukahara, the weapon in his hand was a famous Japanese sword longship, which was incomparably sharp, and combined with his cultivation as a peak grandmaster.

Even a heavy tank would be enough to split in half, but it wouldn't be able to cut off a finger of the man in front of him.

This is ridiculously excessive!

"Impossible! It's simply impossible! ”

Osamu Tsukahara fell into madness, his wrists kept shaking, and in the blink of an eye, the famous sword longship slashed dozens of times in a row like lightning.

But without exception, they were all blocked by Ying Yue's index finger.

At this moment, Osamu Tsukahara was completely sluggish.

A cold breath rose from the soles of his feet, and went straight down his back to the heavenly spirit cover, and Osamu Tsukahara's whole person was suddenly wrapped in great horror.

"You...... Who are you? ”

Tsukahara swallowed his saliva and asked in a somewhat dry voice.

"Dead people, there is no need to know!"

Ying Yue smiled faintly, and his index finger lightly clicked out, looking very slow, like a snail crawling, but it was ......

Osamu Tsukahara just can't hide!

"Boom-"

The index finger was pointed on his forehead, and Osamu Tsukahara was shocked, and then his pupils dilated, and then he fell to the ground without a sound.

"Shhhh

"Shhhh

There was a gasp on the mountain bag!

Hundreds of grandmasters, whether they were from Japan, China, or from all over the world, all froze in place as if they had been pointed.

Their eyes were glazed, and they looked down at Osamu Tsukahara, who was silent, and then looked at Ying Yue with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a chill rose in their hearts.

One finger!

With just one finger, he killed Osamu Tsukahara, the pinnacle grandmaster from the Kensheng family!

How terrifying should the cultivation of this young man in front of him be?

"Pavilion...... Who are you, Your Excellency? Why trespass on important places and commit unprovoked killings? ”

After a long while, Liu Sheng Ma Dan was the first to come back to his senses, his whole body was tense, his right hand held the hilt of the knife, looked at Ying Yue with a wary face, and asked in a deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, Miyamoto Emon, Kamizumi Denki and other Japanese grandmasters came back to their senses one after another, staring at Ying Yue with their eyes, their eyes were not good, and they had the posture of launching an attack if they didn't agree with each other.

Seeing their movements, Ying Yue smiled disdainfully.

"I'm here because you invited me to joust!

The reason why I want to kill people is because these two little Japan are the first to attack me, hehe, they want to kill me, of course I want to kill them! ”

How, do you have an opinion? ”

(End of chapter)