Chapter 428： The sword of deification cuts the world, the old sword **** goes out

Waiting until late at night, all guests dispersed drunk.

At this time, an old hoarse voice came out: "Come in!"

"Grandfather, the new president of the Cherry Blossom Society Sasaki Haisha comes to see you!"

Miyamoto Shinzo slowly got up, took Sasaki Haisha through the knot curtain, and came in.

Sasaki Haisha saw an old man carefully wipe the table with a rag, and the charcoal fire of the square open stove was still burning.

In the izakaya, there is also a melodious Yale with oriental characteristics. The rhythm is slow and the notes are clear. It is like a clear oriental sake.

"Will you have a drink?"

The old man asked with a kind smile.

He was too old, with goosebumps, his hair was almost gone, his eyes were dim, his body was thin, and his black kimono was very wide. He rubbed the table with his left hand and hammered his waist with his right hand.

"Don't bother the Lord Sword God!" Sasaki Haisha bowed his eyes, a little disappointed in his heart.

Legend has it that the sword gods are all over a hundred years old, and now it looks like they are in poor health. It is difficult for them to open an izakaya, and they should be admitted to a nursing home. Can he still kill Jiang Taichu?

"You are the little girl from the Sasaki family? The last time I met, it seemed like twenty years ago?"

While cleaning the table without any hassle, Miyamoto Yuan whispered, "At that time, you were only twelve years old. At a glance, you are already so old! Time is terrible!"

"Blessed Lord Sword God"

Seeing that Miyamoto Motoichi finally wiped off the table and dropped the rag, Sasaki Haisha quickly took a chair over.

As soon as Miyamoto took some cuttlefish **** worn by bamboo sticks, he sat down pantingly, poured himself a glass of shochu, ate the cuttleballs, and sighed with shochu.

"The happiest period of my life was not when I was martial arts. At that time, I killed too many people and my heart was never calm. Before the challenge, I was anxious and fearful. But after winning, I felt empty. Very lost. Life is like a boring pendulum, swinging back and forth between these emotions! "

He cleaned a glass of sake with a beautiful smile and smiled heartily: "The happiest time is now and in old age. I make daily food every day and watch the guests finish eating, admiring the deliciousness, and I can still be with them I heard in the chat that there is a financial crisis outside right now? Is it from the United States? "He asked, curiously.

"Um, yes." Sasaki Haisha smiled stiffly. Has he forgotten Kendo?

"Those office workers are complaining every day! Many people have become herbivores! They also claim to be Heisei waste." The old man shook his head and smiled, giving people a sense of downplaying the world.

"Yeah, Toyo's young people now" Sasaki Haisha didn't know how to interface.

As a heir to Sasaki, she controls more than half of the underground world of Honshu Island, like a queen above, and does not eat on earth. Indifferent to these things.

"And the happiest day of my day is this moment!"

Miyamoto Yuan poured the sake into the small porcelain cup again and again, and smashed his mouth kindly and contently, smiling:

"After sending the guests away every day, I was a bit tired and satisfied. I ate a cuttlefish ball made by myself and took a sip of sake. It was calm and contented!"

Sasaki Haisha glanced at the packaging of the sake.

"Song Zhumei".

She knows that this is made by Takara Shuzo Co., Ltd., a bottle is only a few hundred yen, is the favorite brand of ordinary people, for daily meals.

"I am looking for you, Lord Sword God. There is something important!" Sasaki Haisha bowed slightly, respectfully.

"Sasaki Haisha, don't be restrained, there is no old sword **** here, only the chef of the Miyamoto family!"

Gong Yuanyuan waved her hand to sit down and smiled kindly: "What's the matter, you say it!"

"Huaxia has a master of both martial arts and martial arts, known as the first master of martial arts, and may now have entered the realm of God." Sasaki Haisha did not sit down and said difficultly.

"Oh? Step into the realm of God? Is it Ye Zhantian, the leader of the dragon group?"

Obviously, Miyamoto knows the Chinese martial arts circle very well.

"No, it's a young man named Jiang Taichu, who looks less than 25 years old. He had been included in the strong list before!" Sasaki Haisha frowned.

"A strong list? That list released by cia? Hehe, their knowledge of martial arts is too simple, sometimes very inaccurate."

The old man first waved his hand, then his face gradually became more dignified, and slowly said, "However, it is indeed a wizard to be able to step into the divine realm at the age of twenty-five! In the worldly world, there has not been one for a hundred years! Perhaps Huaxia's hidden There will be a few in the door and in the dark councils of the West. "

"No, this person is not a man in a hidden door, but an idiomatic secular figure."

Sasaki Haisha said:

"But this man is so strong and powerful that he has beheaded Lin Zhenyu, the No. 1 master in the big circle, Wang Chongyan of the Chinese Association of Xingzhou, and Qiao Bin of the Russian Winter Soldier Organization!"

"Men in the world, it's really good to have such combat power!"

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As soon as Miyamoto Yuan was moved, his eyes were full of light: "Sometimes you underestimate the country of Huaxia. The practice world of Huaxia is unfathomable, and the strong is like a cloud, which is not what you can imagine. Whether it is Ye Tian Either people, or the living fossil old monsters in the hidden door, are not easy to deal with! "

He seemed to be back in the long and distant past, and said earnestly: "When I resigned as the chairman of the cherry blossom club, I reminded Momoi that if it is not necessary, we should never provoke Huaxia."

He paused and suddenly asked, "Which secular martial arts family is he from?"

"It's the Jinling **** house."

"Jinling Jiang's family? Is that the family that is said to have the remains of Xianxu?"

With a shocked expression on his face, Miyamoto Yuan frowned and murmured to himself, "Did he ever go to Xianxu, or just the person in that world?"

"Xianxu residual picture, what is that?" Sasaki Haisha asked curiously.

"You don't care about this."

As soon as Miyamoto Yuan came back, he smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Keep talking!"

"A month ago, in South Korea, he even had Abe Qingqing, who was stationed at the Tanamiya Shrine at the Tanamiya Shrine, and many masters such as Miyamoto Taketo and Yano Sheng."

Sasaki Haisha said bitterly: "Then on the Big East Asia, killed Hattori Hanzo and your nephew Motogaki, and immediately yesterday he set foot in Toyo and killed the great priest Amber on the Fukuoka Pier"

"Today, he has killed Sword Master Momoi Ryutaro, and He Mao Yunwen and the six-style Kamiya Shrine have been destroyed! He Mao Yunwen was captured!"

"what?"

It was only at this moment that Miyamoto's face changed dramatically.

Bang! With a sound, he stood up, a violent breath pushed sideways, and the stone bricks at his feet shattered.

Boom! With a sound, the surrounding dining tables, tables, and chairs turned into powder, and even the iron square-mouth furnace collapsed in an instant.

As soon as he stood up, he was as imposing as a towering and precipitous mountain, giving him the impression of a high mountain.

With his feet as the center, cracks of several centimeters wide suddenly appeared on the ground, spreading like spider webs, winding directly to the asphalt road dozens of meters away, shocking.

Under the mighty pressure of Miyamoto Genichi, Sasaki Haisha's sternum was suppressed and rattled, only to find it difficult to breathe, as if the chest would collapse in the next moment.

"Master Sword God is angry"

She fell to her knees and looked at Miyamoto Genichi in shock.

The power of the old sword **** turned out to be so terrible.

As for Miyamoto Shinzo, he was directly suppressed by this momentum and flew out. He fell to the ground with a bang and almost passed out.

"Nomiya Shrine is one of the largest shrines in Toyo. He Moyun is the chief deity officer of the Jingu Shrine symbolized by the Yamato national spirit. Nomiya Shrine was destroyed and the six major gods of the two shrines fell. It's a shame! "

Miyamoto Yuan's face was full of anger, and the turbid eyes suddenly became extremely clear, and the sharp light burst like electricity.

The waist that was originally sloppy also became as straight as a sword, and a huge war will rise on him.

He exudes a majestic spirit, and he expresses his warfare, "Never, only we Dongyang invaded Huaxia. When did Huaxia warriors dare to invade Dongyang? It is unbearable to kill my strong man and break my shrine!"

"Master Sword God, our Toyo Budo community has indeed reached the point of life and death, so please be sure to take action to suppress it!"

Sasaki Haisha's spirit is inspiring, the strength of the old sword **** is too strong, and none of the ten Momoi Ryotaro is an opponent.

"Ha ha ha! Maybe Zeus and Ye Tianren are close, and I need to avoid three points. But apart from these people, why am I afraid?"

When Miyamoto Yuan heard this, Yangtian laughed loudly, and the sound waves rolled out like thunder and thunder, shaking the eardrums.

The cars that were bombarded by Sonic and parked on the side of the road rose into the air on four wheels, panned out a few meters away, and crashed into the ground. The windows broke down, the siren sounded whimpering, how far in the night .

Susaki Haisha suddenly saw that an exaggerated figure suddenly appeared in front of Miyamoto Yuan.

He struck a white kendo suit, with a straight shoulder, black eyebrows, a handsome figure, and a height of two meters. He was as handsome as a god. At first he was completely solid, like a real person, looking like Miyamoto. Familiar.

"this is"

Susaki Haisha suddenly thought of a legend in the martial arts world, and her body suddenly shocked, terrified.

"The divine realm refines God and focuses on spiritual power. And the sign of the real divine realm is the incarnation of God!"

Gong Yuanyuan smiled proudly and said:

"Leave you Tai Jiang at the forefront of the age, let your magical powers go to the world, and it will be one of my palace roots, but it's a sword!"

The white eyebrows Yixuan whispered: "The sword of God! Can be cut!"

His voice did not fall, and the incarnation of the spirit suddenly turned into a few feet of sword-sword, slashing out.