So, Ye Feng and Roger walked in two completely different directions, Ye Feng walked towards the temple behind Tianyi Shrine, while Roger was carrying the cross sword and shuttling on the back mountain at a very fast speed.

It didn't take long for Roger to reach the top of the mountain.

Standing on a large rock at the top of the mountain, the rain soaked Roger's whole body, and the cross sword in his hand exuded a faint yellow halo.

On the opposite side, another sword-shaped lightning bolt slashed down from the sky, and between the lightning and flint, an old man dressed in white, stepping on clogs, with a cloak and an iron sword at his waist, crossed over the rugged mountain road.

The mountain road was rugged, but the old man was walking on flat ground, and at a distance of more than a thousand meters, he came to the opposite side of Roger.

"The first kendo master of the Sakura Country, the Sword Saint of the Autumn Rain, has been admired for a long time."

Roger looked at the Autumn Rain Sword Saint opposite, with a harmless smile on his face.

The Qiu Yu Sword Saint's face was full of wrinkles, but there was a sword-shaped vertical mark on his forehead, and the whole person looked quite domineering.

He held the iron sword at his waist with his hand, his eyes locked tightly on Roger's body, and said slowly: "The God of War of the Dark Dynasty of the United States, the eight-armed Roger." ”

"It's really an honor to let the Autumn Rain Sword Saint know my name."

The Autumn Rain Sword Saint snorted and said, "Entrusted by my old friend, I came to take your life, so I naturally want to find out who you are." ”

"I heard that you are also a master of using swords, I am famous for kendo in this cherry blossom country for more than 40 years, and I have never been defeated, and I am known as the sword saint, today, I don't know how many swords can I be blocked by the cross sword in your hand."

Roger laughed and stabbed the cross sword in his hand into the ground, and the big stone under his feet instantly cracked a crack and rushed towards the side of the Autumn Rain Sword Saint.

"Autumn Rain Sword Saint, you are undefeated in this cherry blossom country for forty, not because of how strong you are."

"It's because your swordsmen in the Sakura Country are too weak."

"My eight-armed Roger sword is comparable to eight swords, not how many swords my sword can block you, but my sword, how many swords can kill you."

"Arrogance."

The Autumn Rain Sword Saint frowned, and shot out with one finger, and a sword qi burst out from him, blocking the crack that Roger had cleaved.

In an instant, the area between the two of them completely exploded, and countless fierce sword qi flew out in all directions.

Roger and the Autumn Rain Sword Saint drew their swords almost at the same time, and instantly rushed towards each other.

With a sonorous sound, the tip of the sword in Roger's hand and the tip of the iron sword in the hand of the Autumn Rain Sword Saint struck together with precision.

At the tip of the sword, there was lightning flowing, and in the next second, two sword qi rushed into the sky at the same time, illuminating the entire mountain.

At the same time, on the side of Tianyi Shrine, Ye Feng came to the door of the temple.

As in the evening, Abe Tianyi was still sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of the head of the Kitagawa god, rubbing the yin-yang plate with both hands.

Ye Feng carried Long Yuan to the door, looked at Abe Tianyi inside, and said: "You are also the faith of this cherry blossom country, Night Raven is the most outstanding disciple in your life, you are so ruthless and abandon him?" ”

Abe Tianyi rubbed his hands on the plate, and he was no longer as polite to Ye Feng as he was in the evening.

"What if you can really let the Kitagawa style god gain the power of the gods, and give up a night crow?"

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Sure enough, you also believe that the divine beast can be resurrected and the divine spirit can be revived, since this is the case, then I have nothing to say." ”

Abe Tianyi's eyes were locked on Ye Feng's body, up and down, as if he was admiring a work of art.

"In the sea of bad luck, have you really seen a god?"

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled: "I don't know, I have forgotten all the memories in the sea of bad luck." ”

"However, now that the official organizations of thirteen countries are experimenting on us as guinea pigs, you invited the Autumn Rain Sword Saint to deal with us tonight, because you were entrusted by the gods."

"But I'm curious, why did you know in advance that Roger and I had come to the Cherry Blossom Country, so you contacted the Autumn Rain Sword Saint in advance and waited for us here?"

Abe Tianyi smiled slightly, and then in the yin-yang plate, a golden light burst out: "I said, I will count, do you believe it or not?" ”

"I don't understand the art of yin and yang, you say you can count, then you will count."

"But Shenyin wants you and the Autumn Rain Sword Saint to arrest me and Roger, I'm afraid that your wishful thinking this time will come to naught."

Abe Tianyi slowly stood up, and on his body, a soaring black gas instantly filled his body: "If you lose, admit it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng's surroundings suddenly became violently windy, and countless black qi gathered around, and at the same time, in all around, several onmyoji wearing onmyoji costumes suddenly rushed out and surrounded Ye Feng.

At first, these onmyoji were all normal people, but after a while, all the black qi around them shrouded these onmyoji.

In the next second, each person's pupils turned black, and the whole person looked like a ghost.

There are eight people in total, and each of them has a cold face, like a ghost.

Ye Feng tightened the Long Yuan in his hand, looked at these weird onmyoji around him, and smiled disdainfully.

"Abe Tianichi, if your onmyoji in the Sakura Country are just these little tricks that pretend to be gods, it will disappoint me."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng slashed directly towards one of the Onmyoji, the cultivation of the fourth-order martial saint was really not a joke, just one sword, and the onmyoji flew out.

Then several slashes were made in a row, each of which accurately slashed at the body of one of the onmyoji, and in just a few breaths, the eight onmyoji all fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Abe Tianyi's brows furrowed suddenly, and he pinched out a strange trick with both hands, and several black qi shot out from between his palms and flew into the bodies of the eight onmyoji.

The next moment, the eyes of the Onmyoji, who had already fallen to the ground, flashed with black light again, and he stood up straight from the ground.

In the face of this strange situation, Ye Feng was not nervous or surprised, the cold knife in his hand rose again, this time, he directly aimed at the heads of these eight onmyoji, killing the heads of people.

Above the void, another lightning bolt pierced the sky, and after the lightning passed, the courtyard was littered with headless corpses.

Inside each corpse, a black gas floated out, converging into a demonic grimace in the air.

Ye Feng looked up at the grimace, and with a slash, the demon's grimace disappeared in an instant.

Ye Feng put away the knife, and his face showed a thick disdain: "Vulnerable!" ”