Finally, under everyone's trembling eyes, the eight long swords unexpectedly gathered in one place.

A huge sword appeared in front of everyone, spanning the world.

Buzz~

The cold wind surged, and the sound of sword clanging could be heard endlessly.

The long sword formed by the formation, like the sword of judgment, lay across the top of Mount Fuji.

The sharp sword reflects the cold light of the scorching sun.

"You bastard, that's it for now!"

"You are proud enough to die under the most powerful sword array of my Three Gods Pavilion."

These eight people sneered coldly, their words full of contempt.

The look he looked at Ye Fan was like looking at a dead body.

Feeling the biting chill coming from the long sword, Suzumiya Yingyue's pretty face turned pale again. The worry in her heart became more intense.

"Master, be careful..."

Liang Gong Yingyue whispered, and her small hands, perhaps out of fear, grabbed Ye Fan's clothes harder.

Ye Fan chuckled: "Yue'er, why should you be afraid?"

"Just a few rats, chickens and dogs."

"One punch from your master is enough to blow him up!"

"What an arrogant young man."

"In that case, let's see, is your fist stronger, or is our Four-Phase Tianhe Sword better?"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, the eight disciples immediately became furious.

Then, without further delay, the eight people controlled the golden sword, fell from the sky, and slashed towards Ye Fan's head!

The sword energy swept across, causing wind and snow to fill the sky.

In the storm, Ye Fan stood proudly on top, leaving behind the world.

Seeing the overwhelming power of the eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion, Ye Fan just shook his head, his deep brows and eyes full of pity.

"I, Chu Tianfan, am the Lord of this Dragon God."

"When I come to Japan, I have no intention of killing anyone."

"But you and other rats are blocking my way."

"Since you insist on seeking death, don't blame me, Dragon Lord, for letting this blood stain the Japanese continent!"

The words were as loud as thunder, rolling across the sky.

The moment Ye Fan finished speaking, all the momentum in his body exploded.

In an instant, the earth trembled and the sea of ​​clouds rolled.

When everyone present saw this, their expressions changed.

"Once you drink it, you will have such power."

"It seems that this Chinese young man is definitely not an ordinary person?"

There were many sighs.

Before this, they thought that Ye Fan, an unknown young man, was blinded by lust and rushed to the top of Mount Fuji without knowing whether to live or die.

Therefore, no one paid much attention to Ye Fan before.

For a young person, with so many strong men here, it would not be easy to kill just one of them.

But now they realize that they were wrong.

The strength of the young man in front of him may not be as simple as his age.

"A few days ago, something happened at the Sword God Palace, and Masami Nakai, the lord of the third palace, suddenly died suddenly."

"The Sword God announced to the public that something went wrong while practicing and he went crazy and died."

"Now it seems that things in Sword God Palace are definitely not that simple?"

"I'm afraid it has something to do with this young man."

There are still wise people among the crowd.

Just like Toyotomi Kawayoshi, the martial arts leader of Kyoto City, he noticed something strange through the smallest details.

Previously, Ye Fan swept through the Sword God Palace with one person, and one of the three palace masters was injured, one died and the other was disabled.

Not many people knew about this matter, and it was all suppressed by Wangyue River.

After all, this is not a glorious thing. If the three great masters were completely tortured by a young man, if word spread, the Sword God and the others would not need to use their old faces.

Therefore, Mochizuki River directly blocked the news and claimed that Nakai Masami's death was caused by going crazy while practicing martial arts.
Chapter completed!