There was silence between heaven and earth.
The wind stopped, the waves stopped, the dust fell, and the traces of people disappeared.
Endless power spread from Purgatory Island and gradually enveloped the surrounding sea area of 100 miles. Even many yachts near Purgatory Island fell into a field that seemed to be gray. Bayi Chinese website
Even the powerful transcendent showed a look of horror.
Only a few of them were able to glean some truth from it, and they were even more amazed at the Martial God from a thousand years ago.
The moment all sounds were silenced, there seemed to be some tiny points of light appearing in the world.
In an instant, the light spot shattered.
Then there was a sound in his ears.
The howling wind, the thunder, the water flow, the falling stones, all the gray and white colors in the sky and the earth have converged. Among the tens of millions of images, when the light spots are broken, a ray of sword energy and sword intention also escapes, gathering and forming.
Like the wrath of the gods, like the coming of divine punishment.
A sword that seemed to encompass the entire world, after Miyamoto Musashi pulled out the long sword, the moment the blade broke into powder, it completely turned into his blade.
With a sword, everything is renewed; with a sword, the world is overturned!
The sword's light is bright, the sword's aura swirls like stars, and the sword's intention goes straight through the rainbow.
At that time, it seemed that there was only one sword light left in the world, moving towards Yujiro Noma in an endless stream.
Endless, without beginning or end!
It seemed that there was only a vast white light left between heaven and earth.
The sword intention was like the wind, and the sword energy was like rain. In front of everyone's eyes, in the blink of an eye, the endless sword energy sliced off Yujiro Fanma's incredibly hard, even incomprehensible body piece by piece.
The blood and muscles did not fall into the void, but were eliminated between heaven and earth by more sword intent and sword energy.
This is used to target Yujiro Fanma's extraordinary recovery ability and vitality.
As strong as the strongest creature on earth, it is also the strongest on earth, and Miyamoto Musashi uses his advanced martial arts to transform the power of the world and use everything to fight against Yujiro, the strongest of the extreme.
It is truly an extreme against an extreme.
Just see who is stronger.
Is it the strongest creature on earth that can bear the endless power of the world by itself, or is it Miyamoto Musashi's sword intention and sword energy that is endless, completely shattering the invincible myth of the strongest creature on earth.
You must know that even Kuroki Xuanzhai was under constant attack under the violent rain of sword energy. If he hadn't stopped hiding, the energy and blood surged out, protecting Tian Lingsan like a wolf smoke. inch.
Having completely demonstrated his extraordinary and holy-level cultivation, it may be difficult to persist on the edge of the center of the battlefield.
Even so, he almost showed all he could do.
And Kuroki Xuanzhai was not the target of the sword rain storm at all, it was just a little aftermath.
However, the power of the world is endless, but human power is not.
After all, Miyamoto Musashi's body and soul have huge problems, which are shortcomings that even the so-called miraculous gourmet cells cannot make up for!
The continuous rain of swords bombarded for more than a quarter of an hour, and even Kuroki Genzai was forced away from the central battlefield. Even so, his body was scarred, and his bones were clearly visible in many places.
The sword intent lingers on it, and even the damage to his Qi and blood cannot be completely eliminated.
The realm of martial arts that has reached the saint level has already represented the god level. Kuroki Gensai has already reached most of his body. Whether he can break through or not can be achieved in a moment's notice, and he can even use the battle with Yujiro Noma to break through.
This is also the reason why Yujiro Fanma's intuition believes that he is the greatest threat.
It's a pity that he underestimated Miyamoto Musashi, the god of martial arts from a thousand years ago. His martial arts skills almost gave Miyamoto Musashi a hint of a gentleman hiding weapons, and even the extremely sensitive Yujiro Noma's perception was blinded. .
As a result, without any preparation, he fell directly into Miyamoto Musashi's terrifying mind, was firmly locked, and could only be beaten hard.
"pity..."
"There is no real return after all!"
"I didn't lose to you, but I lost to the rules of heaven and earth..."
The sword blade in Miyamoto Musashi's hand has now completely dissipated, and even the hilt has collapsed.
In front of him, there was almost a figure with only white bones left. Even half of the face had been stripped of muscles to expose the white skull. However, the ferocious and arrogant scornful demeanor remained undiminished at all.
Under the protection of the bones, all internal organs are running stably.
Even the outer layer of muscles has not been completely peeled off. The naked eye can see some flesh and blood constantly covering the white bones, and countless small sword energy residues are smashed along the way. Sometimes the flesh and blood are strangled, and sometimes those The flesh and blood completely swallowed up the sword energy, filling an inch of the bones with flesh and blood.
The throat bones have been broken, but at this time, everyone can see the meaning expressed in Fanma Yujiro's eyes.
'Next time, I will defeat you! '
The firm will to fight suddenly struck in the void, as if creating a circle of ripples.
At this time, everyone was shocked to find that during the battle, the strongest creature on the earth was actually growing, absorbing the abilities of the opponents he fought against.
However, this only made Miyamoto Musashi even more excited. Only with this kind of ability is he worthy of breaking through the Shura Dao, truly coming to the world, and having a great battle!
Without saying anything more, after nodding slowly, Miyamoto Musashi's body, which had already unleashed a great power for more than a quarter of an hour with his martial arts state, began to disintegrate inch by inch visibly to the naked eye.
Along with the rising smoke and dust, it fell into the dull golden light of Purgatory Island and quickly disappeared completely in front of everyone.
And Tokugawa Hanzi who was on the yacht also breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this, and sent away such a martial god. After that, even if he wanted to return to the earth, it was none of her business.
I can finally let go of those burdens of worry.
At this point, after a series of battles, Yujiro Fanma is still standing tall. He is still able to survive despite the extreme moves of Miyamoto Musashi, once again proving his reputation as the most powerful creature on earth.
After taking a look at the current Yujiro Fanma, Kuroki Gensai shook his head and had no intention of taking action again. Instead, he quietly waited for Yujiro's body to completely return to normal.
However, Yujiro Fanma, who had fully recovered this time, ignored Kuroki Gensai's intention. He glanced at the position where Miyamoto Musashi left, then jumped up and disappeared directly into Purgatory Island.
This also made Kuroki Xuanzhai, who had never expected it, stand frozen on the spot.
The fighting spirit that had been brewing for a long time was completely gone.
After looking around at the surroundings, this man who claimed to be a master of martial arts didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Because after this battle, he actually had no opponent. According to the rules of the desperate elimination round, without an opponent, he would be the final winner and the champion.
But what’s the point of such a championship?
There was not much participation in the battle throughout the whole process. When he was about to confront Yujiro Noma, the monster left directly.
For a moment, even with Kuroki Genzai's temperament, he couldn't help but his complexion alternated between green and white, and he was almost choked to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
