"That's right, I'm Miyamoto Musashi!"

"At the age of thirteen, I defeated the Arima Kibei of Shin-Taman-ryu in a duel for the first time. ”

"At the age of sixteen, he defeated the samurai Akiyama of Tajima Province."

"At the age of twenty-one, I went to Kyoto and fought with swordsmen from all over the world, from the age of thirteen to twenty-nine, and fought more than sixty duels without a single defeat."

"All my life, I've been studying kendo."

"A few months ago, Chiba Zhoucheng returned from Tianzhu Kingdom, and I heard about your deeds."

"I tried it with Chiba Zhoucheng, and he lost with two swords."

"I appear here today, firstly, to verify it, and secondly, I want to see if Yanhuang's kendo is as strong as it is legendary!"

Miyamoto Musashi bowed forward, faltering, but each step was extremely steady.

"You're no match for me."

Ye Ning shook his head slightly: "Even if, you are the legendary martial god of the Wa clan." ”

"Can you verify that?"

Miyamoto Musashi was not as arrogant as others, he just wanted to see how strong Ye Ning really was.

'Good! ’

Ye Ning did not refuse.

Miyamoto Musashi stood like this, carefully observing Ye Ning.

He didn't notice Ye Ning's movements, but he was keenly aware of a sound of breaking the air.

Subconsciously, Miyamoto Musashi's fingers circled the hilt of his wooden sword.

It's a knee-jerk reaction in the face of a strong enemy.

'Hiss......'

Miyamoto Musashi's pupils shrank, and he couldn't imagine that the feeling he hadn't felt in more than three hundred years had reappeared again.

"Got it?"

Ye Ning smiled slightly, this may be the first time he has felt interested in the Wa Clan.

"You're strong, but you're not going to fight!"

Miyamoto Musashi really put his hand on the hilt of the wooden sword this time.

As a sword master, Miyamoto Musashi can easily kill people even if he uses a wooden sword.

"Are you sure, really?"

Ye Ning smiled, his eyes glancing at the hem of Miyamoto Musashi's samurai uniform.

Miyamoto Musashi looked down at Ye Ning's gaze, and his expression suddenly changed!

"This ......"

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the several small holes in his hem in astonishment.

He clearly remembered that there was no hole in his dress!

So where did this little hole come from?

Miyamoto Musashi stretched out a finger and gestured at the small hole, and then looked up at Ye Ning's finger, the doubt in his eyes became more and more intense.

If it was really Ye Ning who did it just now, then he didn't even notice the other party's methods!

That's horrible!

"Your Excellency did this?"

Miyamoto Musashi asked again in disbelief.

"Less than one-tenth of the strength!"

Ye Ning raised his palm, and the palm like a green jade turned slightly.

On Miyamoto Musashi's chest, two slap prints immediately appeared!

It's like being printed.

"This ......"

Miyamoto Musashi's whole body trembled.

This kind of miraculous means, he is simply unheard of, unseen!

"Miyamoto dares to ask, what kind of strength is Your Excellency?"

Miyamoto Musashi felt crazy all over the place, how could there be such a strong existence in this world?

"The strength you don't know, the strength of the immortals!"

Ye Ning raised his head slightly and looked at the sky.

It was a touch of loneliness.

In this world, there is no loneliness of opponents!

Miyamoto Musashi knew that the gap between him and Ye Ning was a huge chasm, the kind that could not be filled.

Miyamoto Musashi bowed ninety degrees to Ye Ning: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, will you destroy the entire Wa clan?" ”

Ye Ning closed his eyes: "It depends on the attitude of the Wa people. ”

"Miyamoto understood."

Miyamoto Musashi bowed again: "Can I go?" ”

Ye Ning didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

Saheko gave Miyamoto Musashi a deep look.

She couldn't believe that this old man had lived for more than 400 years!

How horrible does that have to be?

Is there really an elixir in this world?

What's even worse is that this old man is still a well-known sword saint of the Japanese clan.

Of course, from Miyamoto Musashi, Saheko also found the right choice.

How powerful should a character that even the Sword Master should be afraid of?

In the guard hall, the few people who had been staring at the TV screen were all dumbfounded.

They watched in a daze as the three sword masters died, and they looked at what the last sword master was communicating with Ye Ning.

Then he watched Ye Ning walk away.

It's such a process that the three of them have no idea what's going on.

"What the hell is going on?"

Beipeiying asked angrily.

"This Second Heaven Sword Master, why didn't he make a move against Ye Ning? What is he afraid of? ”

The Kojima fighter is equally skeptical.

"Contact this Second Heaven Sword Master immediately to ask for clarification."

Inuyo Oshima also shouted.

They didn't know that this Ertian Sword Lord was the legendary Wa Sword Saint.

Miyamoto Musashi has lived for 400 years, and has been hidden for more than 300 years, and has always been known as the name of the Second Heavenly Sword Master.

In the Wa tribe, everyone in the world knows the Ertian Sword Master, but they don't know that the Ertian Sword Master is Miyamoto Musashi.

Soon, someone sent the phone to Miyamoto Musashi.

"I'm the deacon of the Guard Department, I'm going to know now, what happened between you and Ye Ning?"

Inuyo Oshima didn't know that Miyamoto Musashi was on the other side, and his tone was particularly blunt.

In his opinion, since he chose to face Ye Ning directly, there were only two choices, either Ye Ning died, or the sword master died.

The other three sword masters are dead, but this Ertian sword master is not dead, so in the eyes of Inuyo Oshima, this is a coward!

It's the act of a coward!

What kind of identity is Miyamoto Musashi, how can he take Inuyo Oshima seriously.

After hearing Inuyo Oshima's roar on the phone, Miyamoto Musashi's face became gloomy.

He hung up without hesitation.

"Doodoo ......"

Inuyo Oshima didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant and dare to hang up his phone, so he immediately became angry and dialed the phone back.

"Hey, let me ask you, what did Ye Ning tell you!"

"If you don't tell the truth, I will sue you for treason!"

Inuyo Oshima shouted into the phone.

'Snap ......'

Miyamoto Musashi on the other side didn't speak, and hung up the phone directly.

"Eight Grid ......"

Inuyo Oshima slapped the phone hard and dialed it back.

"You want to die?"

Miyamoto Musashi's cold voice came from the phone, startling Inuyo Oshima.

This person, just one sentence, made Inuyo Oshima feel like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and his whole body was cold.

"You're not qualified to talk to me."

Another sentence came over the phone, and then hung up again.

Inuyo Oshima was stunned for a while, and the cold feeling dissipated from his body.

"He even said I wasn't qualified to talk to him!"

"Eight Tooth Road! This bastard even said I wasn't qualified to talk to him! ”

"Where the hell did Wei Miyazaki find such a bastard!"

Inuyo Oshima slapped the table again, and slammed the phone again, and roared angrily at Beipeiying and Kojima Shogun and others.