Although Okamoto Musashi's "murderous knife" was terrifying, under Mo Xiaofan's magic weapon long sword, it was cut in two like tofu, and the sword aura was like a rainbow without diminishing, slashing straight into the chest of Okamoto Musashi, who had a large opening in the portal.

"Damn!"

Sensing the extreme danger coming, Okamoto Musashi's expression changed drastically, and while his body quickly retreated, he hurriedly raised the True Yuan Shield, and waved his hands violently, and suddenly, the surrounding stones seemed to be absorbed by magnets, and in an instant, they condensed into a stone wall in front of him.

"Boom!"

The sword slashed against the stone wall, slashing through a huge gap, and the blade of the sword was unstoppable, catching up with the rapidly retreating Okamoto Musashi, splitting his True Yuan shield.

With a swipe, Okamoto Musashi's shirt cracked, and a shocking wound appeared on his chest, and blood shot out.

"It's a pity that it's a little bit of heat to disembowel the old devil. ”

Mo Xiaofan shook his head with a little regret, this blow was the strongest blow he had ever made in his life, and it only caused some trauma to Okamoto Musashi.

However, Musashi Okamoto was shocked.

He looked at Mo Xiaofan with shocked eyes, the moment the sword entered his body just now, he felt that he was going to hang up, after all, it was the young man's cultivation that was too bad, and he was lucky enough to pick up a life.

"Oh my God, Okamoto Musashi Okami was killed?"

"How is this possible? I must be dazzled!"

Countless Japanese warriors were looking forward to Okamoto Musashi killing the Chinese boy, but they never dreamed that the god in their hearts, Okamoto Musashi, was almost killed by the Chinese boy with a sword.

"Okay! Mo Xiaoyou killed well!"

"Kill the little devil and raise the power of Huaxia!"

On the other hand, the Chinese warriors were all boiling, shouting excitedly.

"Did he win?"

Zhao Mengqi and his classmates stopped halfway up the mountain, they couldn't see the scene on the mountain clearly, and Zhao Mengqi raised his throat with a heart.

"Mengqi, you see that the faces of the Japanese people are ugly as if they are dead parents, it must be Master Mo who won. ”

A girl said excitedly.

......

"You just used a formation, and your sword is a magic sword!!

Okamoto Musashi's heart trembled, and he really realized that the young man in front of him was terrible, and he had committed the taboo of underestimating the enemy.

"Even if you still have some vision, you should feel honored that you are the first God Realm powerhouse to die at the hands of Ben Shao. ”

Mo Xiaofan spoke lightly, took out a Replenishing Yuan Pill and swallowed it, the sword just now consumed almost half of his True Yuan, and moreover, it took a huge amount of spiritual power to set up the Void Array, so he had to hurry up and recover.

"Hehe, the old man just gave you a chance because he was careless, young man, you won't have any more chances in the future. ”

Okamoto Musashi didn't fight back at the first time, although his injury was not too serious, but the wound was too big, and the bleeding had to be stopped first, he took out a bottle of medicinal powder and sprinkled it on the wound, and quickly stopped the bleeding.

"Then use all your hole cards, or you won't stand a chance!"

Mo Xiaofan knew that he couldn't give his opponent a chance to recover, so he unfolded the star-chasing gang, and in an instant, he appeared strangely on Okamoto Musashi's side, followed by a sword, slashing diagonally towards Okamoto Musashi's neck.

Mo Xiaofan's blow was very sudden, and the angle of the sword was extremely weird.

"Bastard, how can you be so fast!"

Okamoto Musashi was stunned again, he had overestimated Mo Xiaofan enough, but he didn't expect this kid to appear in front of him like a ghost, which was completely beyond his psychological cognition.

"Frog at the bottom of the well, there are many things you thought were impossible. ”

Mo Xiaofan's voice was cold, and this sword had almost drained all of his true yuan.

"Ahh

Okamoto Musashi saw that he couldn't dodge, and at the same time that his heart swelled with infinite sadness and unwillingness, the short knife that was only half cut in his hand stabbed Mo Xiaofan's heart suddenly.

Obviously, Okamoto Musashi will die together, and he will pull Mo Xiaofan's back when he is dying.

This scene is really nerve-wracking.

Mo Xiaofan only made two swords, and he avoided Okamoto Musashi, who had been famous for a hundred years, to fight for his life.

"Click!"

The clear sound of the sword blade entering the flesh sounded, and Mo Xiaofan slashed out with all his strength, cutting through Okamoto Musashi's left neck and extending to his right rib, almost cutting off the upper half of his body.

The violent sword finally slashed at his side, the gravel splashed and shook the mountain, the smoke and dust dispersed, and I saw a terrifying groove as deep as one meter and more than ten meters long on the messy ground.

"The old man is unwilling to !!"

Okamoto Musashi's body was separated, and he was not dead for a while, he roared angrily, and then, as soon as the voice fell, he had no breath, and he couldn't die anymore.

It's a pity that the Japanese generation of sword saints, on the top of Mount Fuji, was beheaded by a Chinese teenager.

Okamoto Musashi's unwilling voice before his death resounded through Mt. Fuji.

How willingly was he?

After thirty years of hard retreat, he finally broke through to the divine realm, and he was planning to take the Huaxia Youth Sacrifice Sword first, announce the return of his king, and then travel around the world.

Nima, in the end, used her life to fulfill the Chinese boy.

At this time, the whole of Mt. Fuji fell silent.

Countless Japanese warriors were all stunned.

They couldn't believe that Okamoto Musashi Okami was killed, so quickly!

The Huaxia warriors also couldn't believe that Mo Xiaofan won so easily, and it was like being in a dream for a while.

"Plop!"

Mo Xiaofan's body was drained, extremely weak and powerless, he barely stood firm with his sword, hurriedly took out a handful of essence qi pills and replenishing yuan pills and swallowed them, and hurriedly used the exercises to absorb them.

He was pleasantly surprised, but also apprehensive.

The surprise is that he didn't expect to kill Okamoto Musashi so smoothly, this special mother is too smooth, and the poison of the blood jade Lingshan has not had time to be used.

The worrying thing is that at this time, he is exhausted of physical strength, and any half-warrior can kill him, but this is in Mt. Fuji, in the home of Japan, he must recover as soon as possible.

"How is it possible!?Is Okamoto Musashi Okami defeated?Is he killed?"

The top Japanese powerhouses who are on the front line, Kyoshi Ishida, Miyamoto Kokuma, Saito Okei, Purple Daisha, etc., all have a dull face, as if they have seen a ghost.

They couldn't believe their eyes, how could Okamoto Musashi, who had already broken through to the divine realm, die under the sword of the Chinese boy? Okamoto Musashi was a real god, how could he be killed?

"This ...... Did Comrade Mo Xiaofan win? Too fast, right!?"

The three figures hidden on the other side of the mountain are none other than the national-level powerhouses of Huaxia Town headed by Shang Qingyun.

They lurked in Japan in advance, precisely to secretly deal with Mo Xiaofan, and to ensure that Mo Xiaofan retreated no matter what.

However, as soon as the battle began, they realized that they were naïve.

Because of this level of combat, they simply don't have the ability to participate in it.

Just as they were in a hurry, the battle was over.

(End of chapter)