Just when Zhang Fan killed Miyamoto Musashi and entered the small world of Izenaqi!

An incomparably angry roar came from the top conference hall of the Sun Country's Rijing City Quality Battle Group, followed by the screeching sound of glass breaking.

"Yaga!"

Kutaro Yamamoto, the leader of the warfighters, wears a black and white samurai suit with two delicate oriental long knives tied around his waist.

In front of him lay a corpse, blood fused with shards of glass.

The deceased person was the head of the group responsible for contacting Xia Guo's undercover agents.

Yamamoto Kutaro's expression was extremely gloomy, his eyes swept over the seven or eight leaders present, and he said coldly: "Hehe! A misinformation will wipe out our carefully trained armed wing! Bullshit martial arts myth, that's a demigod powerhouse at all!"

Kutaro Yamamoto's words plunged the entire conference hall into silence, and no one would doubt his words.

Because he is the only one in the quality battle group who can communicate with the existence of the drunken god.

"Honorable Lord Yamamoto, according to the news, the existence from the east has broken into the small world of the true god Izanaki!" Fujita Okamoto, the second-generation leader of the Sakura Group, frowned slightly, "Any creature that intrudes into the small world of Izanagi will become its nourishment...... And Mt. Fuji is the heart of the Divine Collection, and we don't have the right to enter there!"

"Hmph! A demigod nourishment, cheap and evil. Yamamoto Kutaro's eyes flashed with coldness, and his facial muscles twitched: "No matter what, we must let the people of Xia Guoren give an explanation for this matter!

"Hey!"

Everyone retreated, and these people of the Sun Country who were eager to take revenge were preparing to condense a terrorist attack during the summer festival.

After a great war decades ago, the Sun Country has continuously arranged ninja spies to lurk in the Xia Kingdom, and the wolf ambition has never been broken, in their opinion, only the Sun Country is the greatest bloodline in the world.

As for Zhang Fan, Kutaro Yamamoto didn't care at all, breaking into the small world of Yixie was a dead end.

It was an evil god that had existed for nearly 10,000 years, and even an existence of the same level did not dare to step into the small world of Izenaki, because in the small world, Isanaki was almost an immortal and immortal existence.

......

There is little difference between the small world of Izanagi and Mt. Fuji in the outside world, and it is not so much the space that has been carved out as the reflection of Mt. Fuji from the outside.

It's just that it's not night, it's blue sky and white clouds, and it's sunny.

Zhang Fan fell into this small world, his eyes looked at the top of Mount Fuji, and the corners of his lips flashed with a trace of disdain.

You must know that ordinary Yuanying monks can condense a cave space similar to mustard Na Sumeru.

And this Yixi, as the god of faith, should be the strength of the god level in its heyday, but it can only rely on reflecting the real thing to create a small world, Zhang Fan only feels rough.

In this regard alone, the means of these gods of faith are far inferior to those of cultivators.

Miyamoto Musashi's body fell into Mt. Fuji and disappeared.

And at this moment, a flat avenue leading to the top of the mountain suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Fan, as if to greet him.

Zhang Fan looked coldly, there was a strange shrine on the top of the mountain under the blue sky and white clouds, and the middle air of the shrine was shrouded in a blood-colored mist.

There was an eerie and ghostly voice rippling through the mist.

This seemingly flat avenue is set off like the Huangquan Road leading to death.

Zhang Fan's divine thoughts wandered, and a trace of divine thoughts attached to the three missing Daoist people were in the shrine: "It seems that these three missing Dao people have a lot to do with the God of Faith of the Sun Country!"

Zhang Fan thought so, and immediately understood.

Why did the Xia National Dao Gate uphold the benevolence of the Immortal Dao, but it would be so ruthless to the Three Lack Daoists?

There is only one possibility!

The Three Missing Dao people are not from the Xia Kingdom, but the spies who infiltrated the Xia Kingdom from the Divine Collection!

In the process of thinking, Zhang Fan had already come to the shrine, and there was no trace of popularity around, only a gloomy and cold feeling.

Whew!

The sound of shuttling trembled again and again, and dozens of black shadows condensed in front of the shrine, they were all uniformly dressed, black clothes, black pants and black hair cloth around the entire face, revealing only a pair of lifeless eyes.

For these ninjas who suddenly appeared, Zhang Fan didn't even bother to look at it, he still put his hands behind his back, stood in front of the shrine, and suddenly said: "Zhang Fan of Xia Kingdom, I am here to kill people!"

His voice was like a thunderbolt, it was a voice condensed with True Yuan, violent and raging!

From the first word, the whole small world trembled slightly, and then the wind howled, and then directly erupted like a hurricane.

The blood-colored mist that was about to cover Wei was suddenly swept away.

This is not an ordinary technique, but a manifestation of words and deeds.

Because Zhang Fan is terrifying in the realm of soul and divine thoughts, he can easily mobilize the power of one world.

The group of ninjas in black clothes and black pants were directly swept away by the violent wind, and the entire mountain top seemed to be in the midst of a hurricane disaster.

After the blood mist cleared, the true face of the Izanagi Shrine was revealed.

This shrine is simply a huge head, with a sheep's head and three eyes, like a demon from hell. And the main entrance of the shrine is impressively a bloody mouth with an open mouth.

At this time, the mouth of blood opened impressively.

An old man with a white beard walked out of the bloody mouth, dressed in an extremely strange outfit, a black and white kaftan with a pair of crimson shorts, and clogs under his feet, crunching as he walked.

Looks like a bad old man who is down.

As soon as he came out, he bowed slightly to Zhang Fan and said, "Respected demigod powerhouse of the Xia Kingdom, I am the apostle of the True God Izanagi Shrine Koizumi Baojiaren, on behalf of the True God Izanagi, welcome Mr. Zhang Fan to come from afar." ”

Koizumi Hokato's voice was hoarse and deep, and he spoke fluent Xia Chinese, even in the territory of Xia Country, no one would suspect that he was from the Sun Country, which showed his standard level.

Although Koizumi Baojia was dressed embarrassedly, he was polite, like a famous man with high quality, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Fan.

It seems that Zhang Fan is not an enemy at all, but an old friend who has not seen each other for many years.

Zhang Fan looked at the open mouth of blood, revealing a faint evil smile: "Lead the way!"

A hint of joy flashed in Koizumi's eyes, and he immediately showed a gentle smile and turned to lead the way.

Zhang Fan followed him like this, and slowly walked into the bloody mouth, at this moment, it seemed that Zhang Fan was not here to chase and kill the three missing Daoists, but specially came to travel to the small world of Yixi.