"Yes, we must not let this little Japan be so presumptuous in our China.
But doesn't Huang An also have a shocking sword?
Why has he been reluctant to use the previous sword to surprise the whole audience?
Even Fairy Ruyan holds the Ice Sword.
The opponent should be able to defeat Miyamoto Zangichi," a disciple said doubtfully.
"It's not that easy.
In a battle between strong men, every little detail can determine the outcome, especially the strongest move.
If you use it rashly without knowing the strength of the opponent, it will be counterproductive.
I guess Huang An has been testing Miyamoto Zangichi because he had already used a trick yesterday, and Miyamoto Honzōichi has not appeared yet.
In this case, it means that Miyamoto Zōichi knows Huang An's details, but Huang An does not know where Miyamoto Zōichi's limits are.
Therefore, Huang is at a huge disadvantage.
An's move must be saved for the last moment to be effective," some disciples who have risen in strength analyzed.
"Haha, yes, there were a few moments, but then you will truly enter my world of dominance, and you will have no choice but to beg for mercy and get beaten."
Above the ring, the competition also entered a fierce stage, like a king sentencing his ministers to death.
Generally speaking, Miyamoto Zangyi said in a condescending tone.
While laughing, the momentum around him actually increased again.
The air around him became extremely restless, and the black flames on his body burned more fiercely.
The temperature above the ring climbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large swaths of rocks cracked and melted. .
The disciples who were watching in the audience felt that their skin was about to be burned and scalded.
They looked surprised and took several steps back.
What's even weirder is that the black flame burning on Miyamoto Zangichi's body seems to be alive, constantly dispersing and condensing, waving and swaying, and in just two breaths, it manifests into the shape of a huge python.
At first glance, this python You knew it was not a mortal thing, there were eight heads on top of its head.
As soon as the giant python appeared, it shook its eight heads and roared in the direction of the void, causing the arena to shake.
"What, Yamata-no-Orochi, it turned out to be the shadow of Yamata-no-Orochi.
The Yamata-no-Orochi is the most famous ferocious beast in Japan.
Could it be that Miyamoto Zangichi once obtained the essence and blood of the Yamata-no-Orochi?
No wonder I always feel this little There is a vague sense of danger in the body, and with the phantom of the Yamata no Orochi standing in a stalemate, Miyamoto Zangyi may be qualified to compete with Zhao Wushuang, Huang An is in danger," the leader of the Tianmo Sect exclaimed.
The disciples below the ring were even more surprised.
They were shocked back by the powerful aura of the big snake phantom.
"Good opportunity, lean on your sword and howl in the west wind."
In the arena, Huang An, who faced the terrifying pressure of the big snake, was the calmest.
His brows twitched slightly, and he pressed the soft sword on his waist with his right hand and twitched it quickly.
In an instant, time seemed to have stopped.
Generally, everyone's movements were slowed down countless times, and you could even clearly see the sweat on Huang An's forehead falling towards the ground at a snail's crawling speed.
At the same time, the soft sword that Huang An pulled out began to grow rapidly in everyone's eyes.
In the end, it seemed that there was only this soft sword in the whole world, and the powerful pressure made everyone almost breathless.
Come.
"Boom" The next second, a loud noise sounded, and the onlookers woke up in shock.
They shook their heads and realized that the entire space had returned to normal.
Above the ring, the battle seemed to be over.
Huang An still kept pressing the sword, but His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Not far away, seven heads of the mighty giant python were cut off, and streams of scorching black flames spurted out from the fractures.
"So strong.
Who taught this Huang An?
He is also a pervert.
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Challenges beyond the level are as simple as eating and drinking.
He even cut off seven heads of Yamata no Orochi, but it's a pity that he is still a little short.
"On the silver chair, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect sighed.
"Yes, after all, the gap between their realms is too big, and what's more, they are still holding an ordinary iron sword.
If his realm improves a little more, or has a sharp weapon that is not inferior to the ice sword, where can It's a pity that Miyamoto Zouichi will have the opportunity to act arrogantly."
The usually calm-faced Master of Qingyun Temple also showed a hint of pity.
"roar" Above the ring, Yamata no Orochi, who had seven heads cut off, looked extremely angry.
He stretched out his only huge head and roared.
Black flames were like a volcano, spewing out crazily, sparks flying, and terrifying power.
"Baga, you cut off my shikigami's head.
Go to hell.
I heard that you can only use one sword.
Let me see how you can resist this time."
Miyamoto Zangichi also looked extremely angry, showing a ferocious expression.
His face was like a god of death dormant in the darkness, carrying the phantom of Baqi, and swatted it mercilessly in the direction of Huang An.
"Ahem."
Huang An coughed dryly, a rare smile appeared on his pale face, and said in a deep voice, "Unfortunately, I just realized the second sword."
"What?"
Miyamoto Zang's face was startled, and his movements stopped slightly.
"How is it possible?"
On the silver chairs, several sect leaders couldn't sit still and patted the handles of the chairs with shock on their faces.
At the same time, on the ring, Huang An was ready to attack again.
He pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and exerted a slight force, causing veins to pop out on the back of his hand.
"The cold light of the sword shook Kyushu" Waiting for Miyamoto Zangichi to approach, Huang An seized the opportunity and drew out the soft sword.
I only heard a crisp metal trembling sound between the sky and the earth, and then, a cold light flashed past, and the world seemed to be split in half.
At the edge of the cold light, there was a dense black light as thick as a hair surging, exuding A hint of destruction.
"What a powerful sword.
Under this sword, unless the hand of the ghost fetus is unlocked, even you can't resist it.
You must know that Huang Ancai is in the late stage of refining Qi.
The level of terror is even worse than that of Zhao Wushuang.
But I think What is unclear is that Xue Ping has Jiuding Tianjing, Zhao Wushuang has double pupils, and this Huang An has no talent, no system, no structure, he is just an ordinary person, how could he be so terrifying?"
Bai Mei was also shocked by the grace of this sword , the tone was extremely surprised.
"roar" Yamata no Orochi seemed to feel the danger of the sword move at this time.
He roared, opened his mouth, and sprayed out a stream of hot black flames in an attempt to block the sword move.
"Rumble"
Deafening explosions were heard endlessly, and the black flames seemed to be able to burn the sky, and even the space was almost deformed by the searing heat.
However, Huang An's sword moves were too fierce, and the black flames could not stop the cold light at all.
Wherever the cold light passed, it seemed like the world was under heaven.
As if everything was about to be cut off, the black flames instantly tore into two halves, and the only remaining head of Yamata no Orochi was easily chopped into pieces like tofu confetti.
"How could he be so strong?"
Miyamoto Zangyi took a breath of air, his originally narrow eyes widened, and he was extremely shocked
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