Chapter 107: An Aurora

"Who the hell is Your Excellency? Why did you invade our Sun Territory and slaughter these unarmed ordinary people?" Miyamoto Musashi asked in fluent English.

In the face of the blood flowing all over the mountains and the stumps everywhere, even a century-old sword saint like Miyamoto Musashi couldn't bear his anger, and his long-quiet state of mind ignited waves again!

What's more, this is still in the base camp of their divine collection, and the person who came is simply a big slap in the face on the dignity of their divine collection.

The remnants of the Self-Defense Forces have turned red-eyed, and hundreds of people have died here, all of whom are their comrades-in-arms! Each of them will take several years to cultivate, and the entire Sun Country army is already small, and the economic gap in recent years is too great, and the number of self-defense personnel is even more than enough to make ends meet.

Zhang Fan stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

This gave them an illusion, making Yamada friends and others think that Zhang Fan must be afraid of Miyamoto Musashi's peerless might.

But they ignore one problem!

I don't understand English!

Not to mention his strength, even if he is a human being in two lives, he has never really studied a foreign language seriously, not to mention that once he steps out of the Yuanying realm, language will no longer be an estrangement, and he can communicate through divine thoughts.

Yamada's friend said with a red face and anger: "Miyamoto-sama, please punish this demon!

Listening to their cheers, Zhang Fan sneered, and when he raised his hand, a streamer appeared!

Who is Zhang Fan?

An invincible thing that stands proudly at the pinnacle of Kunlun Ruins!

If he is in the Xia Kingdom, he still has a trace of mercy in his actions, after all, it is the country where he was born and raised! And stepping out of the Xia Kingdom, it is the hidden dragon out of the abyss!

It doesn't matter if Shenji doesn't provoke Zhang Fan, daring to provoke him is undoubtedly self-defeating!

Seeing a streamer void condense, Miyamoto Musashi's face suddenly became solemn. Although he is a sword saint who has been famous for a long time, facing the scene of the mountain of corpses and blood in front of him, he also knows that the person who comes is by no means a simple character.

"Join the array!" Miyamoto Musashi greeted, and the three major sakura shinobi suddenly dissipated into the darkness, and a simple and cold long sword was pulled out!

At the moment when the sword was dragged out, the condensed sword qi pierced the tranquility with a loud bang, rolling up a slaughter!

This Oriental katana is one of the most famous swords in the Sun Country: the Ten Grip Sword

Legend has it that the Ten Grip Sword is the ancestor of all swords, and its first owner was Izenaki, who was worshipped by the people of the Sun Kingdom as the father of the gods.

And Miyamoto Musashi relied on this ten-armed sword to become the first of the four great sword masters, and he has not encountered a single defeat in the southeast for a hundred years! Even a few decades ago, he once crossed the ocean to duel with many oriental masters.

Miyamoto Musashi's sword was not fast, but it seemed to be slow, and several sword rays were cut out, and they slashed towards Zhang Fan like a long rainbow through the sun.

In front of everyone's eyes, it turned into a dazzling snow white!

With this sword, the temperature under Mt. Fuji seems to have dropped, which is amazing.

"Worthy of being the head of the sword saint of our Sun Country!Miyamoto-sama is really the emperor of the sword!" Yamada Tomoto felt the sharp and cold sword light, and his eyes were full of fire, and he exclaimed and appreciated.

In the fiery eyes of all the Self-Defense Forces, the streamer and the sword collided violently in the dark night!

Really!

This sword light that bloomed through the peerless fierce soldier directly passed through the streamer and swept towards Zhang Fan!

"Great!"

Friends of Yamada and others call out for joy!

In their opinion, Miyamoto Musashi's seemingly slow and fast move must be able to take Zhang Fan's head.

And just between the lightning and flint, the entire Sun Country people under Mt. Fuji were stunned!

Miyamoto Musashi, a peerless figure who has been famous for a hundred years, actually jumped towards the Fuji Yamaguchi and fled!

No one thought that the picture would be so weird!

A super master, the famous sword master just ran away?

It's a pity that that condensed streamer didn't give Yamada's friends much time to think, it was almost a time to breathe, and the Void Flying Knife pierced their heads!

Blood turned into a river, and it flowed down Mt. Fuji and became a different kind of scenery!

Yamada's friends didn't understand why Miyamoto Musashi, known as the emperor of the sword, would flee without a fight until he died!

And the three major shinobi of the cherry blossoms never appeared again after a 'merge array'.

This!

Finally!

What happened!

Yamada Tomoto will no longer know this answer.

Underneath this darkness, above the sea of blood, corpses littered the field.

Zhang Fan leisurely stared in the direction of Miyamoto Musashi's escape, and just now, he sensed a trace of fluctuation in his divine thoughts, and there was almost no whereabouts from what he expected.

In this Mt. Fuji volcano, there must be a god of faith!

It's just that I don't know which one it is.

The realm of the gods!

That's the equivalent of a god-incarnate existence!

Zhang Fan didn't have the slightest fear of it! With his nine-turn condensed body, he could completely withstand the attack of the gods, and as for the power of the divine soul, even the existence of the void could not cause harm to his soul.

Let alone!

If the gods under Mount Fuji were really so powerful, they would not let Zhang Fan be slaughtered here.

After figuring this out, Zhang Fan suddenly rose into the air and shot towards the ink-black hole!

For Zhang Fan, stepping into the path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if he doesn't advance, he will retreat! As far as Zhang Fan, who has the ability to swallow the heavens, these so-called gods of faith are undoubtedly super great tonics.

Before the change, he might still have a trace of dangerous considerations, but after experiencing the Ninety-Nine Tribulation and the promise of the Heaven Devouring Great Sage, Zhang Fan knew that the path of cultivation could not be slowed down by him.

The inside of the Mt. Fuji volcano is filled with a strange black mist, and it is impossible to really understand the inside from any angle or with special detection tools!

In the Sun Country, almost all ninjas and official figures know that this is actually the core of the Divine Collection.

Miyamoto Musashi used his extreme speed to disappear from Zhang Fan's eyes, and he escaped into the volcano!

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi was not indifferent at all, and his face was completely replaced by fear!

Because, he received the divine foreknowledge of the true god Yizenaqi!

That terrifying young man from a foreign country turned out to be an existence that transcended the myth of martial arts......

He thought to himself that he was heroic, but he would not be stupid enough to challenge the existence of a demigod with the strength of his martial arts mythology, so he resolutely fled.

"As long as you enter the small world, you will be safe!"

Miyamoto Musashi sank into that fog, and the familiar scene in front of him made him let out a long breath of cool air!

But it's just such a moment!

An aurora of light burst through the air, piercing his heart directly.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were full of unwillingness, and in his eyes that were about to dissipate, a young figure suddenly appeared.

"No ......"

The head of the four great sword saints of the Sun Country: Miyamoto Musashi!

Die!