Chapter 233: The Legend of the Miyamoto Family
He drew his sword!
Three sword rays in an instant, drawing three almost perfect arcs in the air.
The first sword, like a shadow, cut through the trajectory of Murong Bo's sword.
The second sword, like a knife cutting butter, cut off Murong Bo's right hand.
The third sword, like a force splitting Huashan, cut through Murong Bo's body.
Whoa!
The serial sound of metal cutting makes the scalp tingle.
Murong Bo's chest was cut open with a knife, but the snow-silver armor was exposed, and the layers of armor were as dense as fish scales, resisting Miyamoto Kenshin's mortal sword.
"Hahaha...... Yan Hui is nothing more than that, you didn't be able to cut me with one knife after all!"
Murong Bo's right hand was cut off, and the incision was covered by a layer of gangqi, and no blood dripped down. It was he who stepped into the realm of Digang, and at the moment when his right hand was cut off, he covered it with Gang Qi and protected the wound.
With the great power of Mochizuki Pavilion, as long as the severed hand is still there, he will have a way to continue to go back, and after a period of cultivation, he will be intact as before.
"I didn't expect that even Murong Bo was not Miyamoto Kenshin's opponent. However, from the current point of view, he is already the strongest Tianjiao, resisting Miyamoto Kenxin's move Yan Hui and not dying, he is worthy of being an Earth-level Tianjiao!"
Someone lamented.
Being able to survive a move in front of Miyamoto Kenshin, Murong Bo can be regarded as a glorious defeat.
"No, Murong Bo is dead. ”
You Xiaoyao's eyes were indifferent, and he shook his head and said.
At the same time as his words fell, a blood mark appeared on Murong Bo's neck, getting deeper and deeper, and redder and redder.
It's a knife to seal the throat!
"I ...... it"
Murong Bo struggled to speak, and after only three words were spit out, he had already fallen to the ground and died.
"Who told you that Yan Hui can only be slashed three times with one sword? I was able to cut out the fourth sword ten years ago. ”
Miyamoto Kenshin said indifferently.
The former eleventh on the Hidden Dragon List, the young pavilion master of the Moon Pavilion, and the earth-level Tianjiao Murong Bo, died!
On this day, the martial arts world of Huaguo was silent!
No one thought that Miyamoto Kenshin, who came from the Miyamoto family and was known as Japan's No. 1 kendo Tianjiao, would be so powerful that even Tianjiao, who had stepped into the realm of Digang, could not stop the power of his move.
Moreover, what is even more terrifying is that everyone can see that Miyamoto Kenshin did not take Murong Bo in his eyes from beginning to end, and did not use his real strength at all.
He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, as if he was looking at the world, and no one was qualified to let him open his eyes, let alone let him get up and fight.
On December 17th, no one responded!
On December 20th, no one responded!
On December 23, no one responded!
On December 26, no one responded!
......
Until December 30th, there was still no one to fight!
It seems that all martial arts geniuses under the age of thirty have been shocked by the strength of Miyamoto's Kenshin, and no one dares to go up and die in vain.
On December 31, the gymnasium was full of martial arts masters, and it was the last day since Miyamoto Kenshin agreed on a month.
If today, there is still no one on the stage to fight, and no one can defeat Miyamoto Kenshin, then he is the first Japanese Tianjiao to sweep the younger generation of China in the past hundred years.
The last time Japan achieved such a state was Miyamoto Sanjie, who came from the Qing Dynasty after Japan's victory in the First Sino-Japanese War.
"It's all Huaguo is the origin of martial arts, the master is like a cloud, the sky is like rain, it seems that today it is just like that, our Great Japan only sends a young master, and it can sweep your Huaguo generation!"
A middle-aged man who came with Miyamoto Kenshin was arrogant and arrogant, he was a retainer of the Miyamoto family, and he was also in the realm of Digang, serving by Miyamoto Kenshin's side, humble as a slave.
A hundred years ago, the three predecessors of my Miyamoto family were able to step on the masters of the Qing court, and now with only the young master, they can sweep away the generation of Tianjiao in the entire Huaguo!"
Another servant of the earth gang who was accompanying him to the left and right shouted even more arrogantly.
"I'll kill you!"
A middle-aged martial immortal who was watching from the sidelines finally couldn't bear it anymore, and regardless of the rule that he must be less than thirty years old, he rushed directly to kill, wanting to kill this arrogant Japanese Tianjiao on the spot!
Whoa!
The sword slashed through the air, like a sharp claw, and instantly cut out five arcs.
The middle-aged martial artist cut off his hands, feet, and head before Miyamoto Kenshin's three steps, and was instantly cut into a human stick by Miyamoto Kenshin.
That middle-aged man, but a martial immortal who stepped into the early stage of Digang five years ago, has a high and profound realm, strong strength, and has already reached the peak realm of the early stage of Digang, far more powerful than a little martial immortal like Murong Bo, who has only stepped into Digang for half a year.
However, even so, he still couldn't resist Miyamoto Kenshin's move, and he was still killed on the spot!
It is rumored that even Kojiro Sasaki, who created Yanhui back then, can only slash nine times with one sword. In that battle, it was rumored that he was fighting for the price of his death, and he exceeded the limit, so he barely managed to achieve ten slashes with one sword, and seriously injured the same sword god Miyamoto Musashi. ”
Seeing this scene, You Xiaoyao's eyes widened and he said in surprise.
Sasaki Kojiro is a generation of kendo myths, and he is the founder of Yan Hui, and he barely slashes with one sword when he transcends the limit.
And today's Miyamoto Kenshin, from one knife and three slashes, one slash and four slashes, and then to today's one slash and five slashes, all the way down, it is as simple as eating and drinking, and it seems that you can't see the pressure.
Even You Xiaoyao can't see how far this peerless Tianjiao from Japan can cultivate Yan Hui.
"There are still three hours left until the first of January of the new year. I'm not going to wait for the obsolete time!" Miyamoto Kenshin sat cross-legged on the ground, pressed his sword with both hands, and said lightly.
As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and all the strong people were like mourners, but they were all powerless.
"I'm coming!"
"There's a kind of fight with me!"
"Japanese child, do you dare to fight with grandpa?"
Several veteran Digang Martial Immortals couldn't help but erupt, all of them wanted to kill Miyamoto Kenshin and extinguish their prestige.
"You group of old guys in their seventies and eighties, challenging a young man in his twenties in public, what kind of words are you like, what kind of system do you become? Even if you win, it will be a victory or a martial arts, and it will be a shame for me in the martial arts world of China!"
You Xiaoyao shouted in a deep voice.
Everyone was scolded and shrunk back.
Yes, even if they can win Miyamoto Kenshin, it will be a big bully, a shame, and it will only make the Japanese martial arts world laugh.
"It's been the last hour, and it seems that there is indeed no one in your country who can fight with me. Miyamoto Kenshin shook his head and said, his face was calm as usual, like an ancient well without waves.
Even if he was about to sweep away a generation of Huaguo Tianjiao, it did not make his state of mind change in the slightest.