Chiyo Masao's original thin body is constantly getting stronger, and all the physical signs are returning to the prime of life.

The muscles of the chest, arms, and thighs are becoming fuller.

"Hahaha, power, this intoxicating power!"

"Is this the power of the Innate Martial Sect?"

Chiyo Masao looked up to the sky and laughed, his black hair flew, and his whole body exploded with momentum, and the ground between the square inches around his body was shaken out of deep pits.

At this moment, he actually had the power of the Yuan Infant Stage in an instant, and according to the martial arts, he actually had the strength of the Innate Martial Sect!

However, the young man from Huaxia opposite, Zhao Junyu shook his head gently.

Something is meaningless.

The other party seems to be very awesome, not only rejuvenating but also breaking through to the Innate Martial Sect, but in fact, he is burning essence and blood, trying his best to improve his origin, forcibly improving his strength to a big realm, and his combat power has reached the level of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, thinking that this can force him back, but in this way, no matter what the result is, his end will be eaten back and die.

Chiyo Masao, whose combat power was raised to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, let out a majestic and earth-shattering shout at this time, his eyes exuded a terrifying light, and with a move of his hand, the long knife inserted in the distance on the ground flew back to the palm of his hand with a bang, and he violently raised the long knife above his head, from the tip of the knife, the blade, to the Baihui acupoint above his head, all the way to the center of his feet, it was condensed into an almost straight line!

Chiyo Masao, pouring all his life essence into this sword, his true essence has never been so condensed as now, and the state of the whole person has been promoted to a level that has never been seen before, and all the origin power is concentrated in one point!

He was confident that when he had already reached the strength of the Innate Martial Sect, he would use this secret technique that the Thousand Generations Family would only pass on to the next family master from generation to generation, and the young Innate Martial Sect of Huaxia on the opposite side, no matter how strong his combat power was, would be injured and defeated!

"The mystery of the flow swordsmanship!"

The sword qi rose up like a frightened rainbow into the sky, reaching more than ten zhang, the blue and white sword qi was extremely cold, and many national powerhouses who were observing in the distance in the light and secretly couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this moment.

This is the ultimate killer move of a thousand generations of families that have been inherited for thousands of years!

At this time, Chiyo Masao seemed to have no heaven and earth in front of him, and only Zhao Junyu was left.

He was on tiptoe, and the entire long knife turned into a white light, and the human knife was one, and the volley was empty!

The sword rainbow in his hand slashed down in the air, and it seemed that at this moment, the sword like a rainbow condensed into a line with heaven and earth, carrying the momentum of heaven and earth!

This is the mystery of the secret technique, the flow swordsmanship, and the first-line slash!

Chiyo Masao condensed the potential of the whole body and the power of the whole body into this formula, and at the same time, he also fused all the life essence into it.

In the face of the opponent's desperate and powerful blow, Zhao Junyu's face was unwavering, and he did not dodge or dodge.

A punch hit the ground head-on, this punch just started, and the air was shaken to produce a ring of ripples, and the punch force actually came first, bursting out of this ring of ripples!

The power of the fist is strong and fierce, mixed with the power of the roaring and shocking thunder!

"Peng!"

The earth-shattering sword that looked like a line of sky, under this punch, only lasted for half a breath, and it shattered inch by inch.

Chiyo Masao, who was united with a sword, was stunned in the air, and then the whole person exploded to the rear with a bang, like a cannonball being shot out!,

Boom, boom, he crashed through several stone houses in succession, and slammed into a small hill a few hundred meters away, directly knocking the hill out of a human-shaped deep pit.

Chiyo Masao, who was covered in blood and shredded in his samurai uniform, slipped out of the pit and fell to the ground like a pile of soft mud.

"Head of the house!"

"Master, what's wrong with you!"

Just now, when there was a tsunami in the mountains, the mighty Chiyo clansmen of the head of the family let out a terrible cry, and they all rushed over to help the head of the family.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Junyu's face was cold, and with just a wave of his hand, the Qiandai people who were in the way in front of him were swept away.

He had already lost his patience, the three great masters of the sword path opposite, that is, the strength of the three Jindan late stage Great Perfection, and he himself had already broken through the Yuan Infant Stage.

Although the three great masters of the sword path of this country before were superior in combat power on the earth, they were comparable to the ordinary Jindan late stage of the cultivation realm, and Zhao Junyu at this time could be killed with a snap of his fingers.

He didn't kill the other party with thunder before, but he had the psychology of throwing a rat bogey, thinking that Miko was detained here.

While fighting just now, he also used his divine sense to sweep this area within a radius of hundreds of miles, up to the depths of the ground, and found no trace of Miko.

Just now, Miko's mother had already told him that Miko was not here, and even so, Zhao Junyu no longer had the slightest scruples, and quickly solved Chiyo Masao with one punch.

Chiyo Masao is dying at the moment, and his body, which had just grown up, quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, his face, body, and arms were covered with wrinkles and age spots again, and the black hair on his head quickly turned white, and a lot of it fell out.

He's back to the ninety-year-old man, and he's older than ever!

"Wrong, we're all wrong!"

"You're not a man, you're a devil!"

Chiyo Masao spat out blood, looked at Zhao Junyu who was stepping over, and kept laughing miserably, he only thought that Zhao Junyu was an ordinary Chinese young martial arts master at first.

Thinking that in his family, nearly a thousand people are almost comparable to the private armies of a small army, not to mention the extermination, at least Zhao Junyu can be seriously injured.

Even if the private armed forces are helpless to take Zhao Junyu, but they add Ito Fengwen and Onomura Ping, and there are three great kendo masters of Megatron.

This lineup can easily pinch a Chinese martial arts master to death, there is no suspense, including him, everyone in the Chiyo family is full of confidence!

However, all of them, who miscalculated from the beginning, were already doomed to lose everything!

Zhao Junyu's strength far exceeded their previous assumptions, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

Even if he forcibly raised his strength to the realm of the Innate Martial Sect, he was still defeated by the opponent's punch!

From the fight to the present, in just a few dozen minutes, the Chiyo family has almost completely destroyed!

Zhao Junyu's eyes did not show a trace of emotion, and he sucked in with his big hand, and immediately sucked Chiyo Masao's shriveled body over.

A palm pressed on the top of Chiyo Masao's head, Zhenyuan fluctuated, and the latter's body trembled violently like a sifting of sugar, his eyes were white, and his mouth let out a strange scream, blood mixed with saliva continued to flow out of the corners of his mouth, and the scene was extremely strange.

All the remaining Chiyo people present saw such a miserable image of the head of the family, and they couldn't help but cry with blood in their eyes, and they all knelt down and cried.

Scenes of memory fragments came into Zhao Junyu's mind, searching for souls! He didn't bother to torture Meizi's whereabouts anymore, so he searched for souls directly.

After a while, the fluctuations of the true yuan slowly subsided, and Chiyo Masao's body softened, as soft as mud, and he died of exhaustion.

Zhao Junyu withdrew his palm, Huo Ran looked back, and looked into the distance.

Hokkaido, Pure Land Lotus Sect!

(Po Sing Shek Academy)