Chapter 998: God of War of the East!

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Tooth for tooth, blood for blood!

This is Ye Fan's code of conduct.

Within a few days, Ye Fan used the force of destroying the dry and decayed to wash the major martial arts sects of the Japanese nation.

For the Japanese martial arts world, the name "Ye Beichen" is like a scary existence like a demon king.

Amazed by his invincible posture, many Japanese warriors disappeared one after another, or traveled overseas, or dived in the mountains, or closed their lives and deaths.

At the same time, Ye Fan's feat in the Japanese Kingdom was also passed back to China.

The entire Hidden Gate Forum was boiling over, and 90% of the posts in the forum were related to Ye Beichen.

Before, when Ye Beichen reached the top of the **** list, some people questioned his strength, thinking that he was not qualified to be overwhelmed by many supreme arrogances.

But now, those who once questioned him suddenly changed their positions and became his most loyal fans.

"Ye Beichen is awesome!"

"With the power of one person, it is so invincible to step down the martial arts world of the Japanese country!"

"The little widows just owe them to clean up, and finally let them know that China's magical skill is amazing!"

On the other hand, someone posted and asked:

"Where is this Ye Beichen sacred?"

"At a young age, with such a powerful strength, he is definitely a genius once in a thousand years!"

"That's right! Even if compared with those of the older generation, I'm afraid it won't be too much!"

...

The extreme west, Kunlun Mountain, inside a magnificent palace.

Ji Yuanhao, the young master of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, wearing a purple-gold crown and a four-claw python robe, is sitting on the throne.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, as if suppressing the monstrous anger.

In front of the hall, Long Yi and Long Er knelt on one knee.

"Young master, his subordinates are incompetent. Not only did they fail to complete the task, they also lost the gentian gun. Please punish the young master!" Long Yi said in a deep voice.

These two Universe Dragon Guards, after losing to Ye Fan, hurried back to Kunlun Mountain non-stop, and told Ji Yuanhao about the process of the duel with Ye Fan.

"What a Ye Beichen! I didn't expect...I underestimated you!" Ji Yuanhao muttered to himself, between the lines, there was Ling Tian's fighting spirit.

"Right!" Long Yi suddenly thought of something and said: "Young Master, Ye Beichen, let us bring you a word!"

"What is it?"

"He said-killers, people will kill them! When he returns to Huaxia, he needs to... to..." At this point, Long Yi hesitated, his voice stammered.

"What do you want?" Ji Yuanhao urged impatiently.

"Ye Beichen said, I must personally take away your head, Young Master!" Long Yi said tremblingly.

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a nine-day thunder that exploded in the field.

"boom!"

In the next moment, a terrifying power like a deep, like a prison, centered on Ji Yuanhao's body, diffused in all directions, and instantly enveloped the entire hall.

Under this coercion, Long Yi and Long Er shivered, burying their heads low like ostriches, not even daring to make a sound.

The two even had an illusion, as if the person sitting on the throne was no longer his own young master, but a peerless heavenly monarch, and everything must be crawling under his feet.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a cracking sound rang out, which was particularly abrupt in the silence.

Unconsciously, Ji Yuanhao couldn't control the anger in his heart, so he pierced his fingertips and squeezed the handle of the Golden Throne.

I don't know how long it took, as if a century was so long, before Ji Yuanhao's aura was reduced.

Only then did Long Yi and Long Er ease their energy, but their bodies were completely soaked in cold sweat, as if they had gone through a battle of life and death, and they were almost collapsed.

At this time, Long Yi raised his head and said cautiously: "Young Master, according to his subordinates, that Ye Beichen is definitely not a thing in the pool. Given time, I am afraid that he will become Young Master's strong enemy! It's better to take advantage of his lack of wings. , Summon the major elders of the family, send out as many as possible, and kill him in the cradle!"

"Oh?"

Ji Yuanhao raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Do you think...in the case of alone, I am not Ye Beichen's opponent?"

"Subordinates dare not!" Long Yi shook his head quickly.

At this moment, Ji Yuanhao stood up abruptly from the throne, between his eyebrows revealed the domineering aura of pointing the country and dominating the common people, holding his chin high, said proudly:

"I am a born king, and I will rule the world like my ancestors in the future! But before that, encountering a well-matched opponent is also a funny thing. If he is too weak, it will disappoint me. Let him jump first. For a while! Besides..."

Speaking of this, Ji Yuanhao dragged his tone and continued: "Nowadays, there are more important things than dealing with Ye Beichen! I got news that someone saw the trace of the Lucky Beast Qilin in Penglai Fairy Island!"

"what?!"

Hearing these words, Long Yi and Long Er's expressions changed drastically, their eyes revealed an unprecedented shock, and they exclaimed: "Surprisingly beast Qilin has appeared?"

"Young Master, if you are assisted by a unicorn, you will surely dominate the whole world and all the tribes will submit!"

The unicorn is a legendary beast.

The unicorn is now, the saint is out!

It is rumored that before Confucius was born, a unicorn was spitting out a jade book in his yard. The book wrote that "the son of water essence is the king of declining weeks."

In addition, the unicorn is also a symbol of the orthodoxy of the holy way, and there must be auspiciousness wherever the unicorn is found.

If Ji Yuanhao can be followed by a unicorn, it means that he is the king of destiny, and without a single soldier, he can attract the submission of countless sects, aristocratic families, and powerful men.

At that time, aspirations to the world, like exploring the capsule and fetching things.

In this way, the grievances between him and Ye Fan seemed trivial.

At this time, Ji Yuanhao gathered the stars in his eyes, and said majesticly: "Long Yi and Long Er, summon all the Universe Dragon Guards, and prepare to go to Penglai Fairy Island with me!"

"Yes!" the two said in unison.

...

Waguo.

It has been a week since Ye Fan opened all the major sects to kill and bloodbath.

During this week, the entire Japanese martial arts world was completely silent.

But today, in a dojo in Tokyo, there are more than a dozen warriors gathered, one by one, with extraordinary tolerance, Yuan Yu Yue Zhi, showing a powerful aura between his gestures.

Everyone is a strong person in the famous town, and they are no less than the swordsmen and Ninja Emperor who died in Ye Fan's hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this small dojo, all the masters of the Japanese kingdom have gathered.

But at this moment, the expressions on their faces are extremely solemn, and the atmosphere in the arena is extremely depressing.

Finally, a warrior with a sword took the lead in breaking the silence and said:

"Everyone, we are here to discuss the countermeasures! The Kitashin Ichishin-style, the Kageshin-chili-style, the Shinto non-nen-ryu, the Koga ninja, the Iga ninja, the Yamaguchi clan... so many sect forces are actually Destroyed in the hands of Ye Beichen! In the past few days, although he did not continue to act, but under the cover of the nest, how can there be no eggs? If this powerful enemy is not eliminated, the entire Japanese martial arts world will be shrouded in shadows, and will never come out. day!"

"Hey..." An old man sighed: "What can we do? That Ye Beichen can cause a big tsunami. This is a field that the gods can reach! Even if the official army is deployed, I am afraid that it will not be able to eliminate the strong at that level, but instead This will anger him, and the consequences will be disastrous!"

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the field became even more ugly.

A peerless powerhouse like Ye Fan, even if tens of thousands of elite fighters were dispatched, he might not be able to hurt him at all.

If weapons of mass destruction such as missiles are used, there may be hope.

However, even if the Japanese government is crazy to launch missiles in a big city like Tokyo, it is impossible to make such an absurd decision.

"Baga! Shall he let him dominate us?!"

"That's right!" Suddenly, someone seemed to have thought of something and asked: "Is there any news from Ise Jingu? If the great priest is willing to take action, Ye Beichen can be wiped out in minutes!"

"We have asked Ise Jingu for help! But so far, we have not received any response!"

At this moment, an inconspicuous old man in the crowd suddenly said: "In this way, the huge Japanese country can defeat Ye Beichen, I am afraid there is only one person!"

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

The next moment, the eyes of everyone in the field fell on the elderly man, full of expectations.

"Senior Kurosaki, you don't want to talk about it, let's talk about it, who is it?" someone asked immediately.

This elderly man, named Kurosaki Yuio, is nearly a hundred years old, and has a very high seniority in the martial arts world of the country. Even the major swordsmen who are active today, they must be called a teacher when they see him.

Suddenly, Kurosaki seemed to remember something, with a look of admiration on his face, and he said every word:

"That lord is exactly the undefeated legend, the God of War of the East, and a generation of sword masters a hundred years ago--"

"Gen-Mu-Cang!"