The moment of the split!

Zhao Fan's body was like a disemboweled, so fast that even Chen Chun'er and Su Xi not far away couldn't see clearly, disappeared in place, and fell into the ground obliquely!

Hmmm~

Miyamoto Mamori put Kaede and Shadow Boat back into the scabbard.

He looked at the human-shaped pit below him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this move is first-class in two days, and it can completely hit the middle stage of the martial saint, no matter how evil the other party is, it is only the peak of the martial saint after all, take this sword? It's as hard as the sky!

However, Mamoru Miyamoto's smile froze immediately, and he looked at the pit in disbelief, "Nani? ”

He realized something was wrong, because ...... It stands to reason that after the target is sturdy and slashed, it should be split in two like chopping melons and vegetables, and it will definitely not be driven into the ground like now!

Unless it is the first-class of the second day that cannot break through its defense and is hindered, the power of that sword will be transformed into a penetrating force!

Miyamoto Mamoru's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately pulled the two long knives of Feng Hong and Ying Zhou out of the scabbard again, checked the blade, and the next moment, his eyes were straight, and there was a small sesame-like opening.

Although it was not the target of these two long knives, the sword momentum was fused into a black and red sword, which was equivalent to their direct splitting, otherwise the two long knives would not have slashed towards the void on both sides of the target. Therefore, what the black and red greatsword receives, so does the body.

You know, these are two of Japan's six supreme knives!

In other words, for the Juggernaut, it is also a superb divine weapon!

How could the blade be mutilated when splitting a martial venerable peak? Even if it's broken a little, it's no longer perfect.

The corners of Miyamoto Mamo's eyes twitched, he looked at the pitch-black human-shaped pit, the peerless demon of Huaxia, at least trapped more than twenty meters, so he couldn't see what the situation was at this time, he originally thought that there was no suspense about death, but now he ...... There seems to be a little more variable.

That side.

Su Xi and Chen Chun'er looked at each other almost suffocatingly, their eyes were full of horror and worry, the Japanese Sword Saint's two days were first-class, and the power was too terrifying, as if the hardest thing in the world would be annihilated when it was subjected to that sword.

Even if they were thirty meters apart, the blood in their bodies seemed to be coagulated, and they would be unable to move for a while after being shocked.

"Mr. Zhao, he ......" Su Xi's voice was extremely low, but she didn't dare to continue, even though in her mind, Zhao Fan was a peerless genius in the world, but she didn't think that she could take that sword safely.

Chen Chun'er's eyes floated with a sad mist, if his uncle and grandfather are as peaceful as the ocean but boundless, then Miyamoto Mamoru is thunder and lightning, and his strength makes him have a more intuitive feeling, and even if Senior Brother Zhao Fan has a great inheritance of creation, he is not of an order of magnitude at all!

Five minutes passed quietly.

Chen Chun'er and Su Xi regained some of their mobility, they didn't care about their own danger, and ran to the humanoid pit over there as if they had lost their minds, crouching on the edge and calling Zhao Fan's name over and over again.

Mamoru Miyamoto didn't move, and he was also staring at the pit.

At this time, a thin figure slowly appeared in the void next to it and condensed into a man, dressed in purple, with only two glittering eyes on his head.

This is Takayuki Okita, the leader of the ninja system in Japan's transcendent circle, a unique extreme ninja!

"Miyamoto-kun." Puzzled, he asked, "What are you waiting for?" That Zhao Fan, it is impossible for you to take all your strength and still be alive. ”

Miyamoto Mamoru shook his head, "Xiaozhi, you dragged Zhao Fanjun out through ninjutsu." ”

"There's no need." Takayuki Okita smiled and said, "This doesn't match your style. ”

"I said yes, there is!" Miyamoto Mamoru looked extremely solemn.

Okita Takashi was stunned, usually, the two get along like friends at the same level, and the other party has a good temper, but he knows that after all, these are the two holy realms with the status of Nakajima Sha in the Onmyojim.

If I am not mistaken, it is the first time that Mamoru Miyamoto has spoken to himself in a commanding tone.