Chapter 1810

Finally, in the trembling eyes of all the people, the eight swords actually converged to one place.

A huge sword, just like this across heaven and earth, appeared in front of the people.

The wind is blowing, and the sound of sword is ringing.

The long sword, which is made up of arrays, is like the sword of judgment. It is on the top of Mount Fuji.

Sharp sword God, reflecting the scorching sun and cold light.

"Asshole, that's it!"

"You are proud to die under the most powerful sword array of my three gods Pavilion."

These eight people smile coldly, in the words, is full of contempt.

Look at Ye Fan's eyes, just like looking at a corpse.

Once again, I felt the chill of the sword. In the heart of worry, also more and more intense.

"Master, be careful..."

Lianggong yingyue said in a low voice, a pair of small hands, perhaps because of fear, but more forcefully grasp Ye Fan's clothes.

Ye Fan chuckled: "moon, why fear?"

"It's just a few rats. It's just a local chicken and a dog."

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

"What a arrogant young man."

"In this case, let's see whether your fist is hard or our four phase Tianhe sword is better?"

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

Then, without further delay, the eight men controlled the golden sword and fell from the sky and chopped at Ye Fan's head!

The sword spirit swept across the sky, setting off the wind and snow.

In the storm, Ye Fan stands on the top of the mountain and stands in the world.

Looking at the surging power of the eight disciples of the Sanshen Pavilion, Ye Fan just shakes his head and is full of pity in his deep eyebrows and eyes.

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

"I have no intention of killing in Japan."

"But wait for the rats to get in my way."

"Since you are determined to die, then don't blame the dragon master. Let this blood spread all over the land of Japan!"

The words are dense, just like thunder, rolling away from the nine days.

At the moment when ye fan's words fell, his whole body was full of momentum, and all of them exploded.

For a moment, the earth was shaking and the sea of clouds was tumbling.

All the present people saw that, but they all changed color.

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

"It seems that this young Chinese is not an ordinary person."

A lot of sighs.

Before this, they thought that ye fan, an unknown person, was dazed by lust and rushed into Mount Fuji.

Therefore, before, people did not care too much about Ye Fan.

It's not easy to kill a young man who has so many strong men here. It's not easy to kill him.

But now they realize that they are wrong.

At present, this young man's strength is not as simple as his age.

"A few days ago, there was an accident in the sword god palace, and yasumi Nakai, the leader of the three palaces, suddenly died."

"The sword God announced to the public that there was a mistake in practicing martial arts, and he was possessed by the devil and died."

"Now it seems that things in the sword Palace are not so simple?"

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

There are still wise people in the crowd.

Just like Kyoto City's martial arts leader Feng Chen Chuan Ji, through a little bit of detail, he noticed something different.

Before Ye Fan swept the sword palace with the power of one person, three palace masters were injured, one died and one disabled.

There are not many people who know about this matter. They are all suppressed by Wangyue river.

After all, this is not a glorious thing. The three great masters were abused by a young man. If they were passed on, their old faces would not be needed.

Therefore, Wangyue River blocked the news directly, and claimed that yasumi Nakai's death was caused by his obsession with martial arts.