The Xuanmen Sect Punishment Hall, especially the Dazheng Hall, basically represents the strongest combat power of the Xuanmen Sect.

But it is the strongest combat power besides the Earth Immortal of Xuanmen Sect.

The Zhengtang is responsible for dealing with the rebellion of Xuanmen Sect, as well as the traitors and evil people in the world.

Anyone who harms the interests of Xuanmen Sect is within the scope of the pursuit of the Zhengtang.

Usually, the small execution hall was dispatched. The Great Execution Hall had not been exposed for more than ten years. The last time it appeared was when it was against Bai Maitreya.

Every time the Xuanmen Sect’s Punishment Hall comes forward, it proves that there are super evil demons and heretics who alarm the entire world.

Taro Miyamoto is worthy of the Xuanmen Sect’s Punishment Hall.

After all, the other party is a demigod.

And the Xuanmen Sect’s Punishment Hall may not be his opponent.

However, even if Xuanmen Sect faces powerful enemies, the momentum of the first sect in China must not be lost.

The elder of the Punishment Hall faced hundreds of Japanese masters in the cultivation world, as well as Taro Miyamoto, with an expression that was not good, and he was calm and calm. He even took out a scroll and began to announce the evidence of Taro Miyamoto's crime: "My Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall was ordered by the head of Longhua, and came to arrest the criminals Taro Miyamoto. More than 20 years ago, Taro Miyamoto's pseudonym Mu Haoran sneaked into the Gejia Village and slaughtered the retired elder of the Xuanmen Sect. Today, the evidence is conclusive, so he sent the Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall to arrest this person back to the Xuanmen Sect for punishment. If you encounter resistance, you will be killed on the spot. If someone stops it, kill it without any hesitation! The Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall will write it!"

After saying that, the elder of the Zhengtang closed the scroll, turned around and looked at the ragged Miyamoto Taro, and said in a deep voice: "Miyamoto Taro, the evidence is conclusive. What you said just now, our Xuanmen Sect has heard nothing to deny. Let's go and go back to Xuanmen Sect. If you dare to resist and kill it on the spot, what else do you have to say?"

Taro Miyamoto was confused.

what the hell?

The punishment hall of the first sect in China actually came to our country to get people. Isn’t it taking our entire Japanese practice world seriously?

Arrogant, so arrogant.

Taro Miyamoto was so angry that he was laughed at the people of the Xuanmen Sect. He couldn't help laughing: "Xuanmen Sect? Do you want to take me? Do you know who I am? I am a Japanese demigod and the strongest among humans. I'm afraid you think your life is too long, right?"

"No matter who you are, as long as you do something to hurt Xuanmen Sect, you will take it back to punish me, and I can't escape it." The elder of the Zhengtang said without changing his face.

After the elders of the Zhengtang said this, several second-rate Japanese masters immediately raised the knife in their hands, cursed them one by one, and then rushed towards the group of veteran Taoists in the Zhengtang.

When the other party was more than ten meters away from the group of people in the execution hall, an old Taoist suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

When he appeared again, he had already reached the middle of the group of second- and third-rate masters, and no one could see clearly how the old Taoist made the sword.

In the blink of an eye, several round heads fell to the ground, and corpses fell straight to the ground, and the blood spurted out of Lao Gao.

In a moment, the old Taoist finished killing the person, flashed and returned to the crowd again, standing there motionless, and withdrew his sword, as if nothing had happened.

The old Taoist seemed to be a tree and had never moved, but four or five people died, and the corpses were sank to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

This is the strength of the Xuanmen Sect’s Punishment Hall.

The wind blew, lifting up the dozens of haggard and old Taoist robes, making a sound.

Thirteen people, just thirteen murder machines, have inexplicably added a murderous aura, which makes people frightened.

Those Japanese practitioners suddenly panicked.

What happened just now...

How did those few people fall down... many people didn't see clearly.

Are these people devils?

The other groups of Japanese practitioners who wanted to get close to the Great Punishment Hall involuntarily took a few steps back and finally realized that this group of people from the Xuanmen Sect was really difficult to provoke.

"The Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall comes out to work in business and arrest the murderer Miyamoto Taro. If there is any obstacle, it will be the fate of these people!" The elder of the Punishment Hall pointed at the corpses that fell to the ground and said.

"Baga, these Chinese people are so arrogant that they actually want to capture demigods in our great Japan. I really think that our great Japanese practitioners are afraid of them!" An old man from Ishi Qingmizu Hachiman Palace suddenly walked out, holding a sharp Japanese knife in his hand.

This old man is not simple, his name is Hirayama Ryuta, the descendant of the Japanese cultivation family. The knife in his hand is even more simple. It is one of the top ten famous swords in Japan. There is a well-known name called Lei Che.

This thunder was the sword of the famous Japanese general Li Han Dao Xue during the Warring States Period. It is rumored that this sword will not be seen in blood. When it is wielded, there is a sound of thunder, which is invincible and extremely sharp.

Takata Hirayama held up the famous sword Lei Che and walked slowly to the elder of the Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall. He was extremely careful every step he took. It seemed that he wanted to challenge the strength of the Xuanmen Sect's Punishment Hall.

The magic sword behind the elder of the Zhengtang came a buzzing sound, ready to go. Before the sword was sheathed, a veteran Taoist from the Zhengtang flashed out, stood in front of the elder of the Zhengtang, took out a wooden sword from his body, and stood in front of the elder of the Zhengtang.

The Raiche looked at the wooden sword in the old Taoist's hand and was immediately frustrated.

Damn, what the hell is it? I have the top ten famous swords in my hand. Do you actually have a wooden sword to deal with me?

It would be fine with the wooden sword, but the old Taoist's hand was like a joke, just like a wooden sword that was playing in a child's hand. The workmanship was extremely rough, just like a piece of wood and chopped it a few times at will. It looked like a wooden sword, not even a blade, let alone any sharpness.

Takata Hirayama felt that this old Taoist was humiliating himself.

However, he was wrong. This old Taoist is even more unsimplified. He practiced to the point where there was no sword in his hand and had a sword in his heart. As long as the sword intent was reached, everything could be a sword. He could have used a wooden stick to be a sword, but now he took out a wooden sword and looked down on him very highly.

The angry and embarrassed Takata Hirayama immediately took a few steps, and the Japanese sword in his hand suddenly rose up. It was indeed a sound of wind and thunder, and it was powerful. He slashed at the master of the Dazheng Hall holding the wooden sword with a knife.

Pingshan Ryutai just emerged, and with his powerful cultivation, he was at least four or five cents of the ghost immortal.

With a knife, the thunder exploded.

The old Taoist then handed out a sword, and his spiritual power was instantly poured onto the wooden sword, colliding with the famous sword Lei Che in his hand.
Chapter completed!