Takeda Xuanjian gently stroked his beard and looked at Song Yifei with an attitude of controlling everything.

"Being able to reach innate perfection at the age of thirty and practice a peerless swordsmanship to the level of supernatural perfection is worthy of being the new head of the Carefree Sect, and he is indeed extremely talent......ed!"

"But what?"

The two of them, who were obviously on opposite sides, actually talked there plainly.

"But with these things alone, you are far from being my opponent! For the sake of your extraordinary talent, I can give you a chance to surrender to me! Kneel down, offer the Northern Spiritual Skill and the Ring of the Master, and promise to abolish your martial arts, I can let you spend your life in peace in the country of cherry blossoms!"

Takeda Genken spoke lightly, not so much as a proposal and not a final conclusion, and read it out. did not give Song Yifei any room for refutation, as if what he said was taken for granted, as if Song Yifei's fate had been pinched in his hands.

"Huh!"

Faced with Takeda Xuanjian's domineering side leakage and scolding Fang Xuan's attitude, Song Yifei smiled slightly and was not angry.

"I said, old man, you are old, your head is almost bald, you can't take care of your grandchildren at home, what are you wandering around outside?

From the outside, Takeda Xuanjian is already sixty or seventy years old, and his real age is probably even higher, although his body is still strong and his momentum has not diminished, but there is no doubt that compared to everyone present, he is a veritable old man.

It's just that under his domineering momentum, most people will unconsciously ignore his age.

Geezer?

Baldness?

He even said that Takeda Xuanjian was a bald old man!

The whole scene was strangely quiet, and no one thought that Song Yifei would say such a thing in this situation.

Fight with the word!

Depend on!

A group of people who don't even know what to say!

"Haha!"

In the face of Song Yifei's ridicule, Takeda Xuanjian, who had been silent for a moment, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were cold.

Seeing Takeda Xuanjian's appearance, all the people present were cold, knowing that Song Yifei was dead.

"This king eight lambs, don't you know that what Lord Xuanjian cares about most is his hair!"

At this time, Xin Kejing couldn't wait to eat Song Yifei alive.

In Sakura no Kuni, baldness is a very taboo word.

Why did the people of Sakura no Kuni shave that strange Mediterranean hairstyle, not because they had a problem with aesthetics, or because there was some commemorative significance, it was purely to appease Takeda Genken.

Now that Song Yifei is ridiculing like this, he is completely pouring salt on Takeda Xuanjian's scar.

"How many years! How many years has no one said this, I can't even remember it! I just remember that the last person who said this was Meng Xinghai, and he was beaten to death by me with three punches!"

The arrogance on Takeda Xuanjian's body skyrocketed, his outstretched palms clenched little by little, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

"I don't know you, how many punches can you withstand?"

The voice has not fallen!

With a bang, the thunder exploded, the earth shook wildly, the mud and stones splashed, Takeda Xuanjian was wrapped in arrogance, tearing the air, forming a white sound wave, with an endless sharp roar, a punch slammed into Song Yifei.

On Takeda Xuanjian's body, an illusory figure rose up, with a high crown in ancient clothes, holding a jade seal, majestic in all directions, just like the king who conquered the world in the primeval era and bowed down to the four seas.

Undefeated King Fist!

Fist Vision!

"Not only does the cultivation have peerless boxing techniques, but it has also reached the level of supernatural mastery!"

"This kind of momentum on his body, no matter how you think about it, you can catch the fist of the Feihong Sword, there is no doubt that it is both internal and external cultivation, and horizontal kung fu is also a peerless level!

Feeling the power brought by Takeda Xuanjian, Song Yifei couldn't help but feel shocked.

Peerless level horizontal kung fu, he only knows that the King Kong of Shaolin Temple is not bad, but the situation shown by Takeda Xuanjian is obviously not.

He never imagined that in this small island country, there were two peerless divine skills that he had never heard of.

Practicing kung fu in the same level, it is already overwhelming ordinary qi practitioners, plus both internal and external cultivation, it is easy to single out four or five ordinary congenital perfections, not to mention that there is also a supernatural boxing method.

All the factors combined, Takeda Xuanjian can almost be called invincible at the same level, the innate extreme.

It's a pity that there are still freaks like Song Yifei in this world.

Cracking sound!

In a series of gas explosions, Takeda Xuanjian's figure shot out, and the instantaneous explosive power was so fast that it defied common sense, it was incredibly fast, almost in the blink of an eye, and it arrived in front of Song Yifei.

Thunder on the ground! Wind and thunder!

"Good boxing!

In the face of the ferocious fist technique, Song Yifei smiled lightly, and the long sword in his hand, like a silver snake dancing wildly, suddenly burst out, the sword swallowed, squeaked, like freezing and disintegrating, and the frost covered the earth.

Four Seasons Swordsmanship!

Frost and snow!

Frozen Land!

This is the highest meaning of the winter sword technique among the four seasons of swordsmanship, representing the silence of all things, and the endless vitality hidden under the ice and snow.

Clang!

Click!

Under the strength of Takeda Xuanjian's fist, Song Yifei's sword burst inch by inch, turning into fragments of sword qi, scattering and flying in all directions, and an unlucky Xusutang congenital Xiaocheng penetrated his skull and died on the spot.

The stimulating influence of a great teacher, like life-giving spring breezes and rain!

The sword move was broken, Song Yifei took a step back, and the Feihong Sword in his hand drew a circle in the void lightly, and countless dense silk threads gushed out and wrapped around Takeda Xuanjian's fist.

These white silk threads, which look as soft as silk, are actually all sword qi that can cut gold and jade, and if ordinary people are wrapped, they will be cut into shredded meat in an instant.

Under the means of sword gasification, Takeda Xuanjian's fist was weakened, and the power was less than half of what he was just now, and it was impossible to defeat Song Yifei with this move.

But Song Yifei only blocked the opponent's half move in two moves, and obviously fell behind.

"The undefeated king fist third style king is invincible!"

Airplanes!

In the face of the moves that had been exhausted, Takeda Xuanjian was magnificent, and his fist technique changed, and the power was three points stronger.

The golden aura converged into the phantom of the king behind him, and the figure that was originally blurred became faintly condensed.

Surging and imposing!

Just by looking at it, it smells like people have to surrender!

"The opponent's fist intent is too strong, and the sword moves of the four seasons of reincarnation may not affect his mind!

Song Yifei's figure flickered, turning into phantoms, like a moth to a fire, and hit Takeda Xuanjian's fist, slightly making him stay for half a breath.

Swish!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Song Yifei took a light step and jumped up, the originally gentle and lingering sword intent on his body suddenly became incomparable, and he seemed to cut his eyes at a glance.

Heaven, Outside, Flying, Immortal!

Bang!

The Feihong Sword shook again and again, shooting out endless sword qi, tearing everything, cutting everything, and the sharp sword intent seemed to turn everything in front of him into dust.

"There is even a perfect sword technique! good! good! good! Since this is the case, then you can't leave it!"

Cultivating into two peerless swordsmanship at the same time, this talent made Takeda Xuanjian's heart beat wildly, and the killing machine burst out.

"Immortal Golden Body!"

"The king is undefeated!"

The phantom behind Takeda Xuanjian was condensed into substance in an instant, and his momentum skyrocketed!

"Grandmaster's Realm!"

Song Yifei's eyes widened, and his face changed wildly!