boom!
Jiguo Wuming drew his sword, and both the man and the sword turned into a ray of light, endlessly bright and gorgeous, causing many people to subconsciously close their eyes.
And following the sword light, there was a fierce wind, rolling up out of thin air, like howling ghosts and gods.
Such swordsmanship is worthy of Jiguo's reputation as ignorant!
Even when many people see such a sword, they can't help but have this idea in their hearts. It seems that with such swordsmanship, Shinhwa is not incapable of fighting.
The vast divine destiny, so many heroes, so many wonderful things, seem to be integrated into this sword.
In response, Zhao Cheng didn't even draw his sword, he just flicked it out with one finger, a sword light flashed, and it collided with Jiguo Wuming's sword in the air.
Sonorous!
Accompanied by a roaring sound of gold and iron colliding, a large piece of air suddenly exploded. The storm was accompanied by a roar, as if a high-explosive bomb exploded out of thin air in the field.
"!"
Jiguo Wuming retreated. This altar was not a temporary building, but was passed down through the ages and reinforced from generation to generation. It itself is an extremely hard black stone. Now, every step he takes backwards is made of hard black stone. There was a large and deep footprint on it. As for the stone that disappeared out of thin air, it was shattered into powder when he stepped on it.
Jiguo Wuming never expected that the sword he unleashed with all his strength would not be able to catch even Zhao Cheng's casual snap of his fingers.
According to his estimation, in his home court, with the blessing of Shinto, his first three swords can be comparable to the myth.
However, the reality severely hit his self-confidence. This was because Zhao Cheng had not drawn his sword. If he had drawn his sword, would he be unable to catch the opponent's sword and would he be killed?
"This is your eternal divine way. It is too barren and too weak!"
"I'm not even qualified to draw a sword."
Zhao Cheng shook his head.
He did not pursue Jiguo Wuming, but just stood there, but he not only wanted to kill people, but also planned to kill people!
Since Jiguo Wuming dared to plot against him, how could the cause and effect be wiped out as soon as the other party died.
Today, in front of everyone, he not only wants to kill the ignorant people who succeeded the country, but also kills the Shinto heart of the country.
As soon as these words came out, even in spite of the majesty of Zhao Cheng, the most powerful man, many Shinto strongmen in Country R couldn't help but stare angrily. Even many devout Shinto believers off the court were angry. Looked at Zhao Cheng firmly.
Now it is the festival of the gods. It can be said that most of the people present are Shinto believers. Suddenly, tens of thousands of angry eyes are seen. How much pressure is there? ! There are also some powerful sword masters among them.
Even a powerful saint would be shaken if he encountered this situation at this moment.
boom!
Facing those angry eyes, Zhao Cheng just had a thought in his mind. Anyone with anger in his heart would be struck by lightning at this moment, especially those powerful Shinto people. Many of them would take several steps back with blood oozing from the corners of their eyes.
The influence of the spirit is mutual. The stronger the person, the easier it is to be hurt by his own spirit.
But just this time, all the anger and all the anger disappeared.
"Ji Guowu Ming, if that's all you have, the next strike will be your death."
Zhao Cheng glanced at him, and his gaze seemed to be sharper than the sword light, with the aura to crush everything.
"Is the gap really that big?!"
At this moment, Rao Yi Jiguo's ignorant mind could not help but be shaken.
"No, I don't believe it!"
Jiguo Wuming took a deep breath, and the whole body turned red at this moment. Not only that, but his holy soul also burned at this moment, as if he wanted to gather and extract all the essence.
The holy soul becomes the golden elixir, and the elixir shatters into the soul!
This is the ancient way of cultivating the truth through false pretense, and he has already understood this truth.
Even so, at this moment, he still didn't have the slightest confidence to defeat Zhao Cheng, or even let Zhao Cheng take half a step back.
Although it was just one move, he felt that the strength of the sword light condensed by Zhao Cheng with a flick of his fingers seemed to be endless. The strength and condensation of his spirit reached an incredible level. .
Boom!
The storm surged violently, the altar shook, and Jiguo Wuming also turned into a sword light again at this moment.
One sword, two swords, three swords!
After three consecutive strikes, he didn't even take a step back. But at the third strike, Zhao Cheng flicked his fingers for the third time, directly shattering the famous sword in his hand. Countless fragments scattered like a goddess scattering flowers, among which One piece was wrapped in a ray of sword light and penetrated directly through Jiguo Wuming's eyebrows.
boom!
Then, his tall body suddenly fell down.
At this moment, everything was silent. Many people couldn't believe their eyes and could not accept such a result.
In fact, not to mention the R-country people present, even the students of the Kendo Department who saw all this through the live video felt that things were a bit unreal.
Kill the demigod with a snap of your fingers!
There is actually someone who can do this.
You must know that Jiguo Wuming's so-called mythical figure cannot kill him with three swords. He is talking about the mythical figure using a sword, not with his bare hands.
This scene is simply more mythical than mythical!
In this battle, no one had any doubts about Zhao Cheng's combat power. He was no longer on par with the myths, but among the myths, he was also an absolutely powerful one.
As for the Liuyu Shrine and the masters of the Shinto of Country R, their whole bodies were freezing at the moment. It was clearly only October, but they felt as if they had suddenly entered a severe cold.
But after killing Jiguo Wuming, Zhao Cheng's figure suddenly moved again. Only at this time did everyone understand how terrifying Zhao Cheng's speed was. Shrink the ground into an inch and move out of thin air.
With three sword rays, the three saints were directly killed on the spot without even a chance to react.
"I will only kill the three people with the most malicious intentions this time. I will give you three days to clean it up yourself. If you still want me to do it myself after three days, then it will be a bloodbath for the Shinto of Country R!"
After the words fell, Zhao Cheng's figure had disappeared.
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into deep fear, because everyone could feel the determination in Zhao Cheng's words.
This is not a threat, but a fact!
The Taoist heart is really like iron, and will cut off all those who stand in the way!
At the same time, many people couldn't help but think that fortunately Zhao Cheng still had mercy in his heart and did not take action directly now, but gave everyone a chance.
And there is one thing that everyone knows, that is, after today, no one will know, Zhao Cheng's reputation as the strongest!
