Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

At the same time, under the urging of Jiang Tian’s divine consciousness, chi! With a sound, the small black flying sword shot out of the air, streaked through an afterimage, and circled behind Eitaro Momoi at a speed that exceeded human eyesight, and pierced directly towards the back of his heart.

"Master Sword Master, behind the scenes!"

At this time, King Aoki's pupils suddenly shrank.

He suddenly discovered the Little Black Flying Sword, and while exclaiming as a reminder, he made finger gestures with both hands and formed seals in the void.

In the mountains and forests, the thatch fluttering in the wind quickly condensed into sharp arrows of blue wood energy under the urging of Ren Xin.

They were densely packed, with thousands of them, like two green streams, rushing towards Jiang Tian and Xiao Hei Feijian.

Bang bang bang!

The little black flying sword instantly penetrated hundreds of wood energy arrows, but its speed was also stagnant.

"so close!"

Momoi Eitaro dodged dangerously, sweating on his forehead, and struck each of Jiang Tian and Xiao Hei Feijian with a knife.

He only saw a flash of black shadow and did not notice the murderous intention of the little black flying sword at all. If King Aoki hadn't reminded him, he would have died a violent death.

"I'll go, you are so shameless, you don't follow the rules of the world, and you want to fight in a group!"

Dugu laughed and yelled angrily. He jumped up with a ghost-head sword that he got from nowhere, and slashed towards King Qingmu like a falling galaxy.

"How come China suddenly has so many powerful people!"

As soon as King Qingmu saw Duguxiao take action, he knew that this man's strength was definitely above the peak of Transformation Realm.

"Aoki Shield, stop me!"

In desperation, he shouted loudly and hurriedly grabbed hold of the air with his hands.

boom!

boom!

Two shields mixed with the breath of forbearance and green wood were condensed in his hands, and they raised fire to the sky, trying to withstand this terrible sword.

At the same time, all plants within a radius of twenty meters withered, flowers and leaves withered, and even trees exploded and turned into powder, and the wood-attribute breath was absorbed by him.

He is an S-level superpower and a god-level ninja. His strength has increased even more, and he has combat power comparable to that of a half-step god.

These two breath-bearing shields are equivalent to ten meters thick wooden boards compressed together. They are extremely strong and can withstand cannonball attacks.

"What are you talking about! I don't understand! Whatever the hell, go to hell!"

Dugu Xiao laughed wildly, his body falling like a meteor, and the knife did not stop.

The sword's will is so strong that it never goes out.

The power of the sword moves forward inexorably!

It seems that the sky will be torn apart and the earth will collapse.

Just listen to boom! There was a thunderous explosion, and the two breath shields suddenly rippled and trembled. Under Duguxiao's domineering force, King Chimu knelt on the ground with his knees bent, and his knees smashed the rocks into two deep pits.

The veins on his arms protruded like earthworms, and the muscle fibers condensed like steel. The arms quickly thickened and expanded, and then cracked like broken porcelain, bursting out with blood.

"You can't kill me!"

King Aoki roared and struggled hard, trying to stand up, and the Aoki's endurance in his body continued to pour into the shield.

"What are you talking about? Fight hard and stop talking nonsense!"

The strength of Lonely Smiling Sword remains unabated, its sharp edge is revealed, and it seems to have the power to destroy everything.

The next moment, the shield of endurance suddenly shattered.

The remains of the Breathing Resistance exploded out, no less than the shrapnel in the explosion, flying the surrounding boulders several meters away, causing many Japanese masters to flip over.

Chi! There was a sound of ground, and cold light struck down like lightning.

Waves of blood spurted out, and King Aoki was slashed by the blade from his left shoulder to his right rib. His body fell into two pieces and fell to the ground.

S-class superpower, the fifth master of the Sakura Club, King Aoki, dies!

All the Japanese people were stunned and deeply shocked, with frightened eyes and earth-colored faces.

King Aoki's strength is certainly not as good as that of the Eastern Sword Master Momoi Eitaro, but at least on one level, he has a cultivation level that is comparable to the Half-Step God Realm or even the God Realm, but he was killed by this young man with a single sword.

Is this the end of the Sakura Club? Why did so many strong men suddenly appear? Isn’t one Jiang Taichu enough?

Lonely Xiao pointed the bloody sword at everyone and shouted arrogantly: "I want to see who dares to take action and not follow the rules! I will kill you with one strike! Please translate it for Miss Ishii Yuren!"

Although he learned a few words of Japanese on the road, he was very unfamiliar. Now he speaks only Chinese.

Outside the circle, Ishii Yuren smiled charmingly and translated: "Mr. Dugu, please don't take action. Please keep the duel fair!"

"Ishii, I want to warn him to get out of Dongyang immediately, otherwise, he will end up with Jiang Taichu. How do you say this in Chinese?" Haisa Sasaki frowned and scolded.

"You are my grandfather, and I am your grandson. Please spare my life, Grandpa Huaxia!" Ishii Yuren said with a charming smile.

laugh! With a flash of cold light, the cold moon in Sasaki Haisha's hand was half unsheathed as a deterrent.

She frowned, her face was frosty, and she yelled angrily: "You are my master, and I am your grandson! Please spare my life, Grandpa Huaxia!"

"Hahaha, Japanese people are so funny. This little Japanese girl is willing to be my grandson, but she still has to be so anxious and pale-faced. Her emotional intelligence is lower than mine!"

Dugu smiled so hard that tears came out, and then he waved his hands loudly and said:

"Stop chirping! Watch the show and see how my brother Chu beats you Japanese sword masters into three grandsons!" He sat on the stone, took out a bag of melon seeds and started cracking them.

"Ishii, what did he say?" Sasaki Haisa asked with a frown.

"He said that he is not just here to make soy sauce. If you don't take action, he will not take action!" Ishii Yuren smiled charmingly and said in Japanese.

All of this happened within half a minute, but the battle between Jiang Tian and Eitaro Momoi had already reached a fever pitch.

Momoi Eitaro has already struck out eight swords in a row.

"Destroy all living beings!"

"Mirror Station!"

"Break a thousand armies!"

"Stop the water flow!"

…

His Qingtong sword slashes continuously, each sword is more clever and graceful than the other. In the end, it gives people a wonderful and natural charm of Taoism.

But in fact, the lethality is also increasing steadily, and each sword is more powerful than the other. Even if Wang Zhongyan and Qiao Bin have to avoid this, even if Ye Zhantian takes action, they are still in a hurry and exhausted to deal with it.

However, all this was useless to Jiang Tian.

No matter how Momoi Eitarō's sword moves changed frequently, Jiang Tian would always meet him with a simple punch.

But he can always easily break his sword power, sword energy and sword light.

"This man's physique is so powerful. He used his physical body to crush my sword energy, and it seems that he didn't even use the warrior's true energy!"

Momoi Eitaro began to feel a little anxious. This man was like a weakling who could not be beaten to death. No matter how exquisite his sword moves were, what was the use?

He was heartbroken and finally decided to use the strongest move.

"Jiang Taichu, it's time to end it!"

Amidst the violent shouts, he stamped his feet on the ground, sinking more than three inches into the ground. His face turned red instantly. In his hand, Qingtong slashed horizontally and vertically, stabbed and twirled, slashing out hundreds of knives in a row. The speed was extremely fast and dizzying.

What's even more shocking is that every time the sword is struck, hundreds of extremely sharp sword lights will appear in the space above his head and behind him.

These sword lights are completely composed of sword energy, and they are so sharp and sharp that they seem to have substance. Under the sunlight of early autumn, they emit a dazzling metallic luster.

He evolved to the fullest, very fast, but very graceful, just like the sword fairy from the sky descending to earth to dance with his sword.

"Oh my God! Did Master Swordsman master the legendary 'impossible technique' of Kagami Akechi-ryu?"

As the sword light above Momoi's head and behind became more and more intense.

Many strong men from the East had shocked expressions on their faces, and Misa Sasaki even exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost.

With a bang, strong winds howled over the area where Momoi Eitaro was, and the air currents converged to form large groups of dark clouds, which rapidly rotated and rubbed, forming a vortex that seemed to reach deep into the sky, and bursts of lightning shot out. , like a silver snake dancing wildly.

"Oh my God! A vision from heaven!"

"'Impossible Style'? Could it be..."

Upon hearing this, the strong men from Japan were all moved, looking at Eitaro Momoi with shock, reverence and expectation.

In just one breath, a hundred swords were slashed out, and tens of thousands of sharp sword lights floated and flickered above the head, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, stretching for more than ten meters, making people feel horrified.

"Kingshin Akechi-ryu, mysteries!"

When the last sword was struck, Momoi Eitaro's face was as pale as paper, he was panting, shouting in a harsh voice, and his body was shaky, as if he was about to fall.

He seemed to have aged a bit in an instant, and looked at Jiang Tiandao with exhaustion: "Jiang Taichu, I, Jing Xin Zhiliu, have absorbed the essence of kendo from all over the world and found out the gaps. I, Eitaro Momoi, have been working hard for twenty years to achieve my goals. Today, You are lucky enough to see the most powerful style of my Kyōshin Akechi-"

"Ten thousand swords unite into one!"

And as he finished speaking, countless sword lights suddenly closed together amidst the harsh sound of metal friction.

A huge sword that was as huge as a tall building suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"It's really ten thousand swords united into one!"

"Oh my god! Ten thousand swords are united into one. Master Sword Master has actually cultivated to become ten thousand swords united into one!"

At this moment, the face of the strong man from the East changed wildly, as if he were a believer seeing a god appearing, he was full of awe and worship.

"This is ten thousand swords united into one! No wonder he reached the position of Sword Master at the age of only thirty. His understanding and perseverance are definitely beyond my comparison!" Sasaki Haisa's face changed wildly, and he murmured to himself.

"Thousands of swords unite into one!"

Miyamoto Hiroshi's face changed with shock, his eyes showed reverence, and then he burst into tears and said: "This time, Master Sword Master will avenge our Nonomiya Shrine! Brother, if your spirit in heaven sees it, it's time to rest in peace!"

The sword moves lightly, and wins by being unpredictable and flexible.

"Momoi's position" - Kagami Akechi-ryu emphasizes sword power, trickery, and even beauty.

But who would have thought that the secret of this sect, the real killing move of this sect, is to use terrifying and strange power to win with monstrous power!

At this time, thousands of swords merged into one, there were bursts of wind and thunder, and the sword light was a hundred meters long, like a rainbow shining through the sun, even the citizens in the city at the foot of the mountain could see it.

Such a spectacular sight is not a swordsmanship at all, it can be regarded as an immortal or divine skill.