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In the sea of clouds in early spring, the willow trees begin to spit out tender shoots.

Ancient warriors from all over the world received a gilded invitation printed by Long Teng, inviting them to observe Huaxia martial arts on fishing islands on the high seas on the second day of the second lunar month.

This invitation made many people secretly wonder: Isn't it Long Teng against the Xiao family and the Yan family this time?

Later, everyone learned that it was Ito, the sword demon of the Wa Kingdom, who had come to challenge Huaxia martial arts.

In the thirteenth hall, a middle-aged man from the Xiao family glanced at the post and sneered: "On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head! Ye Cuo, this kid, does he want his dragon to rise to power Huaxia on that day? Hahaha, since that's the case, I'll give you a severed head!"

At the same time, the sword demon Ito also received this invitation.

A warrior beside him asked respectfully: "Lord Sword Demon, I am only afraid of deception in this, the Huaxia people have always been cunning, should we ignore this ring match and go directly to the Longteng headquarters to rescue the Holy Maiden?"

Ito waved his hand: "Huaxia martial arts are just inferior martial arts that have been passed down from our Wa Kingdom, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

I came this time to bloodied the Chinese martial arts and let them know that they are just an inferior nation, an inferior nation!

The saint must be saved, Ye Cuo must also be killed, and the martial arts of Huaxia must also make them surrender to me. ”

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In the blink of an eye, it was the second day of the second lunar month.

On the dock of the Thirteen Halls, it was bustling, and all kinds of strange characters took boats to the open sea.

Such a large-scale move naturally attracted the attention of the state.

The people of the dragon group also rushed to a large number of people.

But because they were on the high seas, their task was much easier, so they were here to play.

The abandoned fishing island before was built in a short period of time, which makes people sigh at Ye Wrong's means.

On the fishing island, although all the wooden houses have just been built, and there are still traces of brand new ones, they are already able to satisfy the crowd that flocks in.

It's like a temple fair, and most of them come to see it.

In this ring match, no matter whether you win or lose, Yunhai will have its own new king.

Many masters also plan to see the momentum exhibition in the future and prepare to take refuge.

On Longteng's side, a lot of manpower has been arranged to receive people who come and go, and the cost is high.

Although these people in the ancient martial arts world are not bad for money, they all secretly said in their hearts: This Ye Cuo, at this time, he still has the heart to do business, I don't know what kind of ability he has, so fearless?

This time, not only the four ancient martial arts families came, but even a few hidden sects.

What Ye Cuo noticed the most was a person who claimed to be a disciple of the Pure Yang Sect of Kunlun Mountain.

The Pure Yang Sect is one of the Four Heavenly Venerables in Nalan Ruyi's mouth, the inheritance of the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable, and the rival sect of the Guanghan Palace where Yuan Yao is located.

There are very few people in these two sects who move around in the secular world, so Ye Cuo can't help but pay a few more glances, in addition, there are many small sects and small families.

The Xiao family and the Yan family, after they went to the island, almost half of the people on the island went to visit these two giant families.

In contrast, there was no one on Ye Cuo's side, which seemed much shabby.

The huge ring, in the center of the fishing island, is made of large boulders, and the people of the Xiao family and the Yan family sit on both sides, and the momentum is majestic.

On the other side, Ye Cuo was sitting there with more than a dozen people, looking much weaker.

There is also a side, which is vacant and left for Ito.

Countless people watched, waiting to see this peerless battle.

On the side of the Xiao family, a middle-aged man sat in his seat, and Xiao Jianqiu bowed down and stood behind him.

Although Ye Cuo led Ito's hatred to the Xiao family this time, the Xiao family was not stupid.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Ye Co abducted the Holy Maiden of Iga-ryu, no matter what, Ito's main task is still to welcome back the Holy Maiden, so the final battle will still be with Ye Cuo."

We just need to defeat the people around Ito and bye down to a good reputation against the Japanese samurai, so why not?"

His words made Xiao Jianqiu's eyes light up.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the fishing island.

A team of people landed on the island from the pier.

The group of people were all wearing two knives, one long and one short, at their waists, wearing strange tight-fitting clothes, stepping on light soft-soled shoes, and walking without making any noise.

Only the leader of the group, thin and thin, looking like a clothes rack, with a mustache and clogs, walked over.

The ancient warrior of Huaxia saw for the first time this famous warrior in the Wa Kingdom, Ito, who was known as the sword demon.

The middle-aged man from the Xiao family stood up, looked at Ito, and said loudly: "You are Ito of the Iga-ryu of the Wa Kingdom, and you say that you want to challenge the ancient martial arts world of China?"

Ito walked forward slowly, and he didn't help running, his body slammed, like a cannonball, straight up more than ten meters high, and fell to the ring, a pair of eagle eyes looked around, and said in stiff Chinese: "Yes, I am Ito, today's challenge has nothing to do with Iga-ryu, it is I who want to tell the whole of Huaxia that your martial arts are too unpopular." ”

As soon as Ito's words came out, the entire island was immediately boiling.

Many people in the ancient martial arts world directly scolded out.

Ito pointed to all the people below and said, "If there are people who are not convinced, you can come up and challenge, but it doesn't matter if you live or die!"

His arrogance made many people resentful.

A group of people looked at the Xiao family's side together, Xiao Jianqiu frowned, he was injured now, and he didn't know what Ito's strength was, so he was a little afraid to go up.

On the sidelines, a young man who didn't know which family it was scolded angrily: "Little devil, don't be arrogant, your Grandpa Liu is here to wave you!"

He didn't have Ito's ability to jump directly into the ring so high, but he was bold enough to rush into the ring.

Ito glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You're not worthy of doing anything with me!"

After saying that, he turned around to leave.

The young man surnamed Liu was in a hurry, and went to grab his shoulder: "Little devil, you lie down for grandpa." ”

Ye Cuo secretly said in his heart: "It's not good. ”

As soon as the young man's hand touched Ito's shoulder, he immediately screamed as if he had been blown away by a bomb, and fell from the high ring, spurting blood from his mouth.

Ito said: "Only if you can defeat my disciples can you be qualified to fight with me." ”

One of Ito's disciples rushed into the ring, looked around, and said a lot of words that no one present could understand, but there were no good things to say.

Feng Qianxu stood beside Ye Cuo and said, "Do you want me to go up?"

"No hurry, it's just an appetizer. Ye Cuo smiled slightly.

On the other side, someone from the Xiao family had already stood up.