Click......

Suddenly, the sound of guns being loaded came from all directions, and hundreds of navy officers wearing Japanese military uniforms came out, and the firearms in their hands were firmly locked onto Fang Yuan.

Mitsui Ishimatsu was angry and questioned Mitsui Ashikaga.

Mitsui Ashikaga sneered and was silent, his eyes stared at Fang Yuan, he was fed up with Mitsui Ishimatsu's verbosity and Mitsui Murakami's shamelessness and repetition, he waved his hand, and the navy under his command immediately opened fire without hesitation!

"Yaga !!" Mitsui Ishimatsu stomped his feet angrily and waved his hand fiercely, "Save my son!" ”

The three samurai who followed him immediately stepped out, stepping on small steps, and speeding forward in the rain of bullets, hiding their katanas behind their waists, one and two of them were the same move.

"Draw the sword and cut the !!"

Several people shouted like one person, and the sword light was also connected together like a rain curtain, and the power increased geometrically.

These warriors are all from the same school, and their cultivation has reached the level of the Grandmaster, at this time, they draw their swords and slash with all their might, and there are even more turbulent waves hidden under the heavy sword curtain, and there is a snow-white sword qi that is vertical and horizontal.

Fang Yuan was not panicked, he swung out with a palm of his left hand, setting off a huge storm, diverting all the bullets that were fired from him, and at the same time, his right palm slapped towards the three warriors, and the power of the uncast palm was fierce and domineering, instantly dispersing the knife curtain and sword qi.

The speed of the three warriors was fast, and they could quickly change the direction with a small change of steps, and the three of them attacked again in three directions, while the navy outside, the fire was constantly supporting, and the sudden gunfire was deafening.

Qin Fat Man trembled with fright, lying outside the pavilion revealing a fat ******, while Qin Ruxuan also lost his face, fell to the ground and watched Fang Yuan in the pavilion in a daze.

"How is this ...... Possible? Seeing that Fang Yuan was not even afraid of bullets, Qin Ruxuan trembled with reassurance, "Could it be that there are really superpowers in this world?" ”

Rumble!!!

The furious hurricane blew the pavilion to the ground, and the three samurai were even more unbearable, and they were all too bad to step on the rope.

"Yaga!" A samurai stepped back with a sword, and the horse lunged forward and slashed forward with a heavy sword, "Lion Song!" ”

Whew!!

The sword qi is like a rainbow, and it flies violently in the air, causing a lion to roar, forming a vision, and there seems to be an invisible lion in the air rushing wildly, roaring in the sky.

This scene fell in the eyes of Qin Ruxuan and the navy outside, shocking, and there was really a sense of déjà vu entering a special effects movie.

Fang Yuan sneered and said nothing, opened his hand widely, slapped it over, the wind in the air swept like a dragon, and instantly swept the big lion in, and it was completely wiped out in three or two strokes.

"How is that possible?" The warrior looked incredulous.

"Come again!"

The other two samurai were ruthless, each using their own unique skills, and the sword aura in the air was like rain, and the lions and tigers went into battle together, covering the entire pavilion!

Mitsui Shimatsu trembled, for fear that his baby son would be killed by a knife and bitten to death by a lion and a tiger.

But he obviously thought about it too much, the wind in the pavilion became more and more violent, and the stone benches and tables inside were all blown away by the hurricane, flying in the air, and in the next moment, the entire pavilion was torn apart, and as the hurricane rotated, all the sword qi and lion tigers were smashed together.

"Oh my God, he, is he an onmyoji?"

"Ghosts and gods...... Possessed? ”

"Damn, this Chinese must die!"

The three warriors stepped on small steps, chatting and making eye contact, ready to use the combined attack tactics to kill Fang Yuan.

But the next moment the storm struck.

Fang Yuan's hands gently pushed forward, like pushing the sun, and the hurricane, stone table, stone bench, and gravel surrounding him immediately spun and pushed sideways towards them.

The three samurai were shocked, and at this time behind them were Mitsui Shimatsu and several elders, and they couldn't dodge at all, so they could only resist hard.

The three of them nodded in agreement and made a move at the same time.

"Lion Song !!"

The three of them slashed forward at the same time, and the huge snow-white sword qi was like ice crystals, hovering in the air, causing a sound roar, and visions were repeated, and finally the three sword qi collided in the air, triggering a huge lion roar, and countless finger-thick knife qi was like a rainstorm pear blossom, shooting madly towards the tornado.

Ding Ding Ding!

In the sound of the sword, all the stone benches and stone tables in the tornado were smashed into small gravel by the knife qi, scattered and fell, and the turbulence was rampant, and finally the tornado was scattered by the knife qi, and the three samurai fell to the ground in front of the gravel.

They looked forward, only to see that the pavilion had completely disappeared, and only half of the stone pillars were left standing there, extremely ugly, while Fang Yuan was still standing there quietly, recalling carefully, he didn't even seem to have moved his footsteps.

"Ahhh Cherry blossoms fall!! Mitsui Ishimatsu suddenly let out a hoarse and sad indignation, and tears flowed down his eyes.

Behind Fang Yuan, Mitsui Sakura was lying on the ground, his mouth was wide open, like a fish on the shore, desperately trying to breathe, struggling, his hands were waving around weakly, his eyes had begun to white, and he was not far from death.

When Mitsui Murakami saw this scene, surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes: Oh, Amaterasu is above, Fang Yuan, you must have been sent by the great god, Chrysanthemum was killed, and now Sakura is also going to die, and the heir of the Mitsui family is only his grandson, which is great, so perfect!

He was obviously so happy, but he couldn't show it on his face, and he had to pretend to be sad and heartbroken: "Fang Yuan, let the cherry blossoms fall, and the grievances between our Mitsui family and you will be written off!" ”

His voice was hoarse, and he would laugh out loud if he didn't hold back, and it was hard to hold back.

The three samurai are also in a hurry, they were recruited by Mitsui Ishimatsu, and if the Mitsui family is inherited by someone else's children in the end, their current investment will have to be wasted.

"Yaga!"

"Use forbidden moves!"

The three samurai gritted their teeth and rushed up again with small steps, and the three pairs of little short legs were stunned to step out of the phantom, with a sense of cartoon déjà vu.

The three of them shifted left and right, turning back and forth, and the three of them walked out of the momentum of dozens of people, and finally, the three of them stood in three directions and began to gather momentum.

Fang Yuan really hurt for a while, the direction they were standing in was the three talents of 'Heaven, Earth and People', they were speechless, they could stand up after walking two steps, they were stunned and walked around with lively small broken steps, which made people can't help but ...... Hurt!

"Ninety thousand miles across China!"

The three of them roared in unison, spun and soared into the sky, the katana turned sharply in the air, stirring the wind and clouds, and an inexplicable momentum brewed between the three of them, and finally exploded.

Whew!

Milky white sword qi rose in the air, shuttling like a swimming fish, extremely agile and lively.

"One sword light chills nineteen continents!"

The three of them brandished their katanas in the air, pointing straight at Fang Yuan.

Countless milky white sword qi in the air are like milk swallows returning to their nests, turning into a white-gold sword blade, between the virtual and the real, bright and uncertain, and it seems to be able to reflect thousands of brilliance and breathtaking.

Sou!

The platinum blade turned into a flash and rushed towards Fang Yuan at a terrifying speed.

A white streak was left in the air, followed by a terrifying sonic boom.

Rumble!!!

(End of chapter)