Chapter 1522

"Don't worry, even if the war is defeated, I will leave my life to drink with you. Now it's all right, let's go. Otherwise, the Japanese government won't let go."

The last words of the sword Saint were addressed to thirty-six heaven realm masters. Now the overall situation has been decided. Liu Shengzhen is the only one. There's no need to make such a big fuss.

Besides, China has dispatched 36 heaven realm experts this time, which is enough to wipe out the Japanese Shinto heavenly ministry... The heavenly ministry is the same as the secret service bureau, and it is also the biggest trump card of Japan. If these experts have been gathered here, I'm afraid the relevant departments of Japan can't sleep.

"Let's leave it to us." Chenruoxi also took several people to the cliff.

The two leaders spoke, and the masters nodded. In twos and threes, they scattered down the mountain. For a moment, the top of the mountain became desolate. Except for the Asada brothers and sisters who were still there, other Japanese people scattered.

"Why are you here?" Yehaoxuan ran to Chenruoxi.

"If I hadn't been aware of this in advance and brought people to save you, you would be in danger again. Can you use snacks? This place is a Japanese country, full of jackals. How dare you meet the appointment alone?" Chenruoxi looks at yehaoxuan angrily.

This bastard is such a big man. He worries people everywhere. Just like what happened tonight, does he really know how dangerous it is? The Japanese Shinto, Tianbu, is not a vegetarian either. These people really rush up and are in great trouble.

"Well, I know, wife, don't be angry. I won't dare... I really won't." Seeing that empress Zhenggong was angry, yehaoxuan smiled and coaxed.

"I'm not worried about you." Chenruoxi was full of complaints, but seeing that this guy had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, he was unable to express his complaints.

"I know. I know my wife cares about me most." Yehaoxuan became more and more shameless.

"I'm warning you once. Don't call me that before you get married." Chenruoxi said angrily.

"Well, I'll listen to you. I don't want to... Go to the theatre. Let's go to the theatre." Yehaoxuan said with a smile.

Now a battle of peerless experts is going on in front of him. The sword saint has greatly improved his strength since he realized his sword spirit. If yehaoxuan fights with him now, his chances of winning are really not good.

Liu shengzhenze is not a vegetarian, but he can stand side by side with the top ten masters of Zhenyan sect, and the Qiushui in his hand is an ancient fierce soldier. In this way, although the swordsman's realm is high, the opponent's weapons are too powerful, so the swordsman still suffers losses.

"Are you sure you want to fight my eyes empty handed?" Liushengzhenze looked at the swordsman with a sneer. He now knew that the general situation was over, so he looked at death like home.

"Not bad." The sword Saint said lightly.

"You can't beat me." Liushengzhenshu said with a grin, "seriously, you have removed 36 heaven realm masters, which is really bad for you. You alone may not be able to trap me."

"I can't beat the alcoholics, the alcoholics are defeated, and the medical sage. In short, we will keep you today. If we experts gather here, I'm afraid many people won't be able to sleep tonight." Said the swordsman.

He was right. When the 36 Chinese experts gathered, several Japanese drones were spying here. All the major violent departments were watching here nervously, and a large number of self defense forces and police were ready to go. Everyone was very nervous, for fear that this force would suddenly break out, and then wipe out the forces of the major martial arts circles in Japan.

Fortunately, they dispersed, and all the major departments of the Japanese nation were relieved.

"Wheel fights? Can you be more shameless?" Liushengzhenze said.

"For shameless people, of course we will use shameless means. As I said, it's just wheel fights. It's not shameless." The sword master raised his right sword finger slightly, "go ahead."

As soon as the swordsman's voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene became tense. The huge sword Qi surrounded the swordsman and slowly formed three feet away from him. The sword Qi condensed into transparent sword Qi around him. For a time, the sword Qi on the top of the mountain was faint.

Liushengzhenshu slowly raised the autumn water in his hand. In ancient times, it was more than a simple weapon. It was said that this fierce soldier was the carry on place of the evil god Baqi. He drank countless blood. In addition, liushengzhenze combined Bingpeng with it with his mysterious sword casting technique. He not only dealt with yehaoxuan, but also greatly improved the ferocity of autumn water.

The black light of the sword was faintly formed, and it ran around like a series of ghosts. Liusheng Zhenze shouted loudly. He hurried forward, raised the autumn water in his hand, and then cut it off with a sword.

His sword was ordinary, and the falling speed was very slow. However, with the falling of his sword, there was a sudden gust of Yin wind, the sun and the moon were not shining, and suddenly a black air rose endlessly, which suddenly condensed into a huge ghost in the air.

This ghost is the embodiment of the evil god Baqi. This sword was once his carry on. He has drunk countless blood for countless years. The ferocious spirit is even more frightening.

The swordsman said clearly. He pulled the finger of his right hand, held it high, and cut it out with the same sword.

Hum... The transparent shadow of the sword twisted the void. A huge shadow of the sword suddenly formed, and the void was torn open. The light of the sword turned into a cloud of white gas, and suddenly fell towards the ghost.

After the sword master cut his finger, another sword was cut out. The sword Qi of this sword turned into countless small blades and flew to Liusheng Zhenze like a swimming fish.

Boom... The huge sword Qi fluctuated in all directions, making everyone not free to retreat. Yehaoxuan and Jiuchi are OK. They just frown and keep their body shape.

Chenruoxi and Asada could hardly stand still. Ye haoxuan grabbed Chenruoxi's soft hand and held her tightly in his arms. This did not knock them down.

The sword master's fingers leaned forward, and countless swords rushed forward one after another. The autumn water in liushengzhenze's hand also slightly moved forward to make a downward split posture. The sword Qi and black Qi around the two people were like swimming fish.

The two men were surrounded by stone debris flying around, and the surrounding rocks within three square meters were constantly weakened by the sword Qi. The sword Qi and the evil Qi of the autumn water almost formed a storm. The storm flew around the two men, and they were in a stalemate here for a time.

The sword master's advantage lies in the sword spirit. In this world, the sword spirit is already the pole of kendo. The advantage of liushengzhenze lies in the autumn water, which makes up for his lack of swordsmanship. At this moment, they seem to have returned to the duel ten years ago.

In that duel, the strength of the two was equal. Finally, the swordsman narrowly won the semi style with no shadow sword. All the time, this has been the pain in liushengzhenze's heart.

This time, he accidentally met the sword saint. He is already a well-known weapon refining master in Japan. The autumn water in his hands is invincible, but the other party who has made a comeback understands the sword spirit. The two people are deadlocked as they were ten years ago.

"Elder, what do you think is the odds of the sword master?" When the storm calms down and Chen Ruoxi can stand firm, ye haoxuan asks the wine maniac.

"Hard to say." The wine maniac's snow-white hair was blown away. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who were in a stalemate in the field. He took a sip of wine and said: "if you really talk about strength, they have their own strengths. But the fierce soldier's autumn water is not a simple thing. It even claims to be able to compete with your Shura. Although this rumor is somewhat untrue, it is no different."

"Otherwise, with zhenshu's strength, the grandson would have been put down by the sword Saint early in the morning, but this guy could last so long, which shows that Qiushui is also outstanding."

"Shall we help them?" Yehaoxuan said.

"Not for the time being. I know the swordsman's temper. He doesn't like people to interfere in dueling with people. What's more, he hasn't shown defeat yet. If he really can't hold on, he's talking." The wine maniac looked at the situation in the audience, then sighed and said, "in the final analysis, there is still no guy in his hands. He will suffer."

In other words, the situation in the field has changed, and the storm around them is getting bigger and bigger. The whole mountain top seemed like a tornado.

At this time, liushengzhenze suddenly shouted loudly, his right hand closed, the autumn water in his hand was sealed forward, and then his hands slashed out, sweeping thousands of troops.

The black evil spirit almost condensed into a thick black smoke. The black smoke has the ability to corrode everything. If you are careless and get involved in the black smoke, you will really die in a moment.

The swordsman pinched his fingers with both hands, and gave a loud shout. His hands burst into a sword light and moved forward one minute.

For a while, the sky and the earth faded, and a sword fell from the sky. It was carved into a transparent giant sword in the air. This giant sword was majestic and shot down at liushengzhenze with the momentum of crushing everything.

One is right and one is evil. The results are quite different.

The black air rose, and the sword Saint spat out blood. A blood mist exploded on his body, and his white robe almost turned red.

Almost at the same time, the huge sword in the air suddenly fell down, and liushengzhenze was also heavily pressed to the ground, and his blood gushed wildly.

It turned out that both sides were hurt, but the fierce soldier Qiushui was not an ordinary thing after all. The sword saint's injury was obviously serious. He stepped back and knelt on one knee, almost becoming a bloody man.

However, liushengzhenze jumped up from the ground with his teeth clenched. The autumn water in his hands was held high. He was full of ghosts. He wanted to kill the sword master on the spot with a sword.

"Not good." When the wine maniac was shocked, the wine gourd in his right hand rushed forward to rescue him.

But yehaoxuan was faster than him. Yehaoxuan suddenly jumped to his feet. He grabbed his right hand in mid air and let out a sword chant. The dark Taichang was already in his hand. A dark green glow came from Taichang in the night. Yehaoxuan burst out and cut the autumn water forward.