"Don't worry, even if I'm defeated, I'll leave my life to drink with you. Now it's okay, so let's go away if it's time to disperse, otherwise the nerves of the Japanese government will not be able to let go."

The last sentence of the Sword Saint was to the thirty-six Heavenly Realm masters. Now that the overall situation is settled, the other party is only one of the people, Yayoi Shin-san. There is no need to make such a big fanfare.

Moreover, China dispatched 36 Heavenly Realm masters this time, which is enough to destroy the Shinto Heavenly Tribe in Japan... The Heavenly Tribe is the same as the Secret Service and is also the largest ace in Japan. If these masters have been gathering here, I am afraid that the relevant departments in Japan will not be able to sleep.

"It's all gone, just leave it here to us." Chen Ruoxi also brought a few people to the cliff.

Both leaders talked, and the masters nodded and scattered from the mountain in groups of three or three. For a moment, the top of the mountain became deserted. Except for the Asata brothers and sisters who were still on the spot, the other Japanese dispersed.

"Why are you here?" Ye Haoxuan ran to Chen Ruoxi and said.

"If I hadn't noticed these in advance and brought people to save you, you would be in danger again this time. Can you use snacks when doing things? This place is in Japan, and there are jackals everywhere. How dare you agree alone?" Chen Ruoxi looked at Ye Haoxuan angrily.

This bastard is so big, and he still makes people worry everywhere. Just like tonight, how dangerous it is, does he really not know? The Shinto Tianbu in Japan is not a vegetarian. These people are really rushing over, which is absolutely a big trouble.

"Okay, I know my wife, don't be angry anymore, I dare not... I really don't dare anymore." Seeing that the Empress of the Palace was angry, Ye Haoxuan smiled and coaxed her.

"You're not worried about you." Chen Ruoxi complained, but seeing that this guy had a good attitude of admitting his mistake, he couldn't make any complaints.

"I know, I know that my wife cares about me the most." Ye Haoxuan became more and more shameless.

"I'm warning you once, don't call me like this before getting married." Chen Ruoxi said angrily.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I won't call you... Watch the show, let's watch the show." Ye Haoxuan said with a sarcastic smile.

Now a battle of peerless masters is happening in front of him. Since the Sword Saint realized the Sword Soul, his strength has greatly improved. If Ye Haoxuan fights him now, his chances of winning are really not great.

And Yayoi Masaze is not a vegetarian. He is a member of the top ten masters of the Zhenyan Sect. Moreover, the Qiushui in his hand is an ancient fierce soldier. In this way, although the sword saint is at a high level, the opponent's weapons are really too powerful, so the sword saint still suffers from this.

"Are you sure you want to fight against my Qiushui with empty hands?" Yagyu Masaze looked at the Sword Saint with a sneer. He knew the situation was hopeless, so he had a look of dying.

"No," the swordsman said lightly.

"You can't beat me." Yayoi Maki grinned and said, "To be honest, you have removed thirty-six Heavenly Realm masters, which is really unfavorable to you. Just you may not be able to trap me."

"I can't beat the drunkard, and I'll still have the doctor's saint if I lose the drunkard. In short, we will definitely keep you today. If we masters gather here, we are here.

I'm afraid there will be many people who will not be able to sleep tonight," said the Sword Saint.

He said it was right. When the 36 Chinese masters gathered, several drones in Japan were investigating here. Major violent departments were staring at this place nervously, and a large number of self-defense forces and police were ready to go. Everyone was very nervous, afraid that this force would suddenly storm and then wipe out the forces in the major martial arts circles in Japan.

Fortunately, they dispersed, and the major departments in Japan were relieved.

"Wheel battle? Can you still be more shameless?" said Yayoi Masazawa.

"For shameless people, of course we will use shameless means. In the words, it's just a wheel battle, which is not shameless." The sword saint raised his right hand slightly, "Go on."

As soon as the sword saint finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene became tense for a moment. Huge sword energy surrounded the sword saint and slowly formed three feet away around him. The sword energy condensed into transparent sword energy around him, and for a moment, the sword energy was faintly hidden on the top of the mountain.

Yasuo Masaki slowly raised the Qiushui in his hand. The ancient fierce soldier Qiushui was not just a simple weapon. It was once said that this fierce soldier was the place where the evil god Hachiki drank countless blood. In addition, Yasuo Masaze used his unpredictable sword-making technique to merge Bing Soul with it, and it was not only Ye Haoxuan, but also Bing Soul could greatly enhance Qiushui's ferociousness.

The black sword light formed faintly, flowing around like ghost shadows. Yanagi Masaze shouted loudly, and he rushed forward quickly, raised Qiu Shui in his hand, and then slashed with a sword.

His sword was ordinary, and the degree of falling sword was extremely slow, but as his sword fell, there was a gust of cold wind, the sun and the moon were gone, and suddenly a ball of black air rose endlessly, suddenly condensed into a huge ghost in the air.

This ghost is the incarnation of the evil god Baqi. This sword was once his own belonging, and he drank countless blood for countless years. The evil aura it was contaminated with was even more shocking.

The Sword Saint said with a clear voice. He pointed his right sword with his finger, raised it high, and slashed out with a sword.

Buzz... The transparent sword shadow twisted the void, and a huge sword shadow suddenly formed, the void was torn apart, and several feet of sword light turned into a ball of white air, and suddenly slashed towards the ghost shadow.

After the sword saint's sword point was slashed out, it was followed by another sword. The sword energy of this sword turned into countless tiny sword lights, flying towards Yagyu Masaze like a swimming fish.

Boom... The huge sword energy fluctuated in all directions, causing everyone to retreat without freedom. Ye Haoxuan and the wine crazi, but they could still stabilize their bodies just by frowning.

Chen Ruoxi and Asada brothers could hardly stand even. Ye Haoxuan grabbed Chen Ruoxi's soft little hand and hugged her tightly in his arms, which did not shock both sides of the sword.

The sword saint leaned forward, and countless sword lights rushed forward one after another. Qiu Shui in Yayoi Masaru's hand also made a slashing posture slightly, and the sword energy and black energy around the two of them were like swimming fish.

The stone chips around the two of them flew everywhere, and the rocks around the surrounding three square meters were constantly weakened by the sword energy. The sword energy and Qiu Shui's evil energy almost formed a storm. The storm flew around the two of them, and for a moment, the two of them could not stand stalemate here.

The advantage of the Sword Saint lies in the Sword Soul. In this world, the Sword Soul is already the ultimate sword path. And the advantage of the Sword Soul lies in the Qiu Shui. This ancient fierce soldier makes up for his shortcomings in the Sword Way. In this moment, the two seemed to have returned to the duel ten years ago.

In that duel, the strength of the two was not different. In the end, the Sword Saint narrowly defeated the half-stage with the Shadowless Sword. This has always been a pain in Yagyu Masaze's heart.

This time, he accidentally met the Sword Saint. He was already a famous weapon refining master in Japan, and he was invincible in the Mid-Autumn Water, but the other party who made a comeback understood the Sword Soul. The two of them could not stand stalemate like they did ten years ago.

"Senior, how likely do you think is the Sword Saint Senior?" After the storm has stabilized, Chen Ruoxi can stand firm, and Ye Haoxuan asked the drunkard on the side.

"It's hard to say." The wine tycoon's snow-white head was blown away. He squinted his eyes and looked at the stalemate of the two people in the field, and said while taking a sip of wine: "If you really want to be strong, the two of them have their own strengths, but the fierce soldier Qiushui is not a simple thing. It even claims to be able to compete with your Shura. Although this rumor is a bit untrue, it is not much different."

"Otherwise, with the strength of Mashu's grandson, he was knocked down by the Sword Saint early in the morning, but this guy could hold on for so long, which shows that Qiu Shui is also outstanding."

"Or why should we help them?" Ye Haoxuan said.

"No, I know the temper of the Sword Saint. He doesn't like to interfere when he is duel with others, let alone he has not shown his defeat yet. If he really can't hold on, he is talking." The drunkard looked at the situation in the field, then sighed and said, "After all, he is still not a guy in his hands, he suffers a loss."

As they were said, the situation in the field had changed, and the storm around the two men became heavier and heavier. It seemed like a tornado was on the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Yagyu Masaze suddenly shouted loudly, with his right hand closed, Qiushui in his hand sealed forward, and then cut out with both hands, sweeping thousands of troops across the board and slashing them out in one move.

The black evil aura almost condensed into a thick black smoke. This black smoke has the ability to corrode everything. If you are really careless and get caught in the black smoke, you will be dead for a moment.

The Sword Saint pinched a sword finger with both hands, and shouted loudly. He burst into more than a foot of sword light from each hand and turned forward one point.

For a moment, the world was lost, and a sword light fell from the sky, condensed into a transparent giant sword in the air. The giant sword was so righteous that it shot down towards Yagyu Masaze with the power of crushing everything.

One good and one evil, the result is completely different.

The black air rose, and the sword saint squirted out a mouthful of blood. A blood mist exploded on his body, and the white robe almost turned red.

Almost at the same time, the giant sword in the air suddenly pressed down, and Yagyu Masaze was also pressed heavily to the ground, and blood squirted wildly.

It turned out to be a situation where both sides suffered losses, but the fierce soldier Qiushui was not an ordinary person after all, and the injury of the Sword Saint was obviously a bit heavier. He took a few steps back and knelt on one knee, almost becoming a bloody man.

But Yayoi Masaze gritted his teeth and jumped up from the ground. He raised the Mid-Autumn Water high in his hand. He had many ghosts all over his body, and he was about to slash the Sword Saint on the spot with one sword.

"Not good." The drunkard was shocked, raised the wine gourd in his right hand and was about to come forward to rescue him.

But Ye Haoxuan was faster than him. Ye Haoxuan suddenly jumped up and raised his body. He grabbed his right hand in the air and roared a sword. Taichang, the dark air was already in his hand. A black green light appeared above Taichang in the night. Ye Haoxuan shouted loudly and Qiushui slashed forward.
Chapter completed!