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Chapter 245 The Collapsed Shrine

"Dare the enemy!"

Just when Noo Murakami made a move to stop Tada Caozhi, who was performing martial arts, Zhao Gangjun let out a loud shout, and appeared in front of him while swaying, punching out a punch with a torrent of momentum, and His thin palms bumped into one...

The energy produced by the collision of strong internal forces caused the surrounding air to vibrate suddenly, and after a loud noise, the strong impact also made the two of them tremble. He barely stopped his figure until he touched a stone step.When he stood firmly on his feet, he felt the sharp pain from his right hand, and Murakami's calm heart was full of horror, and the original disdain turned into a strong disbelief...

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him had such deep reserves, and just this punch was several times stronger than the strength he showed before!You must know that the current self is no longer the realm of Emperor Ninja a year ago, but the realm of Renren that no one has stepped into for hundreds of years!
Martial arts in the world are like crucian carp crossing the river, and I have never put them in my eyes, because since I got the non-kung fu method, Murakami no longer regards himself as a martial artist who only knows how to practice, but a higher level. Practitioners on the first floor, the kind of immortals who are said to be able to call wind and rain and shake mountains and seas!
But even if he was as strong as himself, he was still slightly inferior in front of this young man!Thinking of this powerful sense of contrast, Murakami was filled with the unbelievable, but at the same time, a strong sense of surprise arose, and his thoughts quickly turned: I have planned for most of my life to reach this state, but The young man in front of him has easily stepped into the door of cultivation with Guan Zhiling, and his strength is even stronger than himself!There are two reasons for this result...

One is that he has also obtained the cultivation method, which is even more advanced than the one he obtained!The second is that there is an expert behind him to guide his veins, strengthen his bones and cast a hundred foundations to break his life...

Thinking of this, Murakami's eyes gradually lighted up, and a strong sense of greed surged up in that shocking heart, and the gaze he looked at Zhao Gangjun was full of red fruit light, and the vast internal force in his body was circulating Suddenly, with a slight tremor, he disappeared in place, completely merged into the wafting breeze, and became a part of them, making it impossible to detect a trace of them...

Seeing that the gods in their hearts were so powerful, the eyes of the masters on the eaves erupted with bright fanaticism. They all knelt down on one knee and glanced at Zhao Gangjun with a playful look in their eyes. Thinking contemptuously: God has already made a move, no matter how powerful the lowly Chinese people are, they can only end up dead...

When the year was rising, all the masters looked more cold and joyful, one by one put down the long and short swords in their hands, and chanted ghost words with piety in their eyes...

Hearing those voices full of nonsense, Zhao Gangjun was inexplicably annoyed, and at the same time he hummed coldly in his heart, he turned a pair of tiger eyes and scanned around, consciously sensing that after performing martial arts, he was hiding in a cherry tree Murakami Yefushi on the tree, with a rough face smiled coldly: "Sneaky... You have learned the martial arts of country Z secretly, and you dare to come to the door in front of the young master to fight the axe. It is a waste of your internal strength to rob others !"

When the words fell, I saw Zhao Gangjun's foot stepping a little bit, and at the same time as his body strode out towards the south, the glow cloud of vitality in his body turned rapidly, and when majestic vitality escaped from it, he felt a surge of energy. The speed of the lightning pierced through the eight portals, and quickly spread to every corner of the body.The right hand that was originally hanging was also quickly raised, and with a move of Baiyun Chuxiu, with an ethereal aura, it slapped the branch of the cherry tree...

Under the circumstances that others could not see with naked eyes, Zhao Gangjun's right hand filled with azure blue light slapped the tree pole, and at the same time, he saw a skinny palm protruding from the gray tree pole, and collided with it. piece.When the two palms collided, there was a strong energy, which made the cherry blossom tree explode, and a skinny figure was also revealed...

"How do you know I'm hiding here? Could it be that you have cultivated your divine consciousness?"

Seeing the old face of Murakami Yefu full of shock and horror, Zhao Gangjun's eyes flashed, and a look of disdain appeared on his rough face: "Only barbarians like you dare to make a fool of yourself, don't forget After all, the exercises and martial arts you have learned are all passed down from our country Z! How difficult is it to distinguish such inexperienced tricks..."

The contemptuous voice and look down on Murakami's eyes and ears made him grim, and he yelled out in anger: "Baga, the lowly people dare to speak wild words, today you will be punished! His head is a sacrifice to Yaqi Great God!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the long sword in Murakami Yefu's left hand raised high, his whole body soared like flames, the clogs under his feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his whole body slammed straight towards Zhao Gangjun. At a distance of [-] centimeters, the sword in his hand The long sword slashed down with a sharp aura...

'Shuh! '

The sound of the sword blade piercing through the air, there was a sound of piercing the air, watching the escaping fierce sword energy, Zhao Gangjun put away his contempt, and after he flew upside down to avoid the sword with a light step, Humu looked at a willow tree next to him, and when his eyes were shining brightly, he stretched out his hand and broke off a willow branch. He looked at the wild man Murakami who was rushing towards him, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth:
"After hundreds of years of studying our country Z's martial arts, your swordsmanship is still so poor. Today, I will let the young master teach you what is the real swordsmanship!"

While speaking, I saw the willow stick in Zhao Gangjun's hand lightly flicked, and at the same time as there was a whistling sound, he slammed it on Murakami Yefu's long sword with a gentle but strong force...

Accompanied by a crisp beating sound, Murakami Yeo's ready-to-go move was instantly deciphered. In addition to being astonished, a surge of anger rose in his heart, and the long sword in his hand was shaking, as if cutting through a hole. With a tricky but fierce aura, he fell towards Zhao Gangjun's shoulder...

"One blow?"

Feeling the sword energy rushing toward his face, Zhao Gangjun unhurriedly shook the wicker in his hand slightly, and greeted him with a Tai Chi swallow!At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the willow branch seemed to have turned into a light swallow, exuding an aura of strength and softness, and collided with the long sword...

The sound like a drum made the ears of those masters chanting ghost language hurt. They all looked at the willow stick on the long sword with horror, and listened to the clicking sound that followed, Looking at the sword body that had a crack in the sun and spread rapidly, while the pupils of all the masters constricted, a strong sense of disbelief rose in their hearts...

In their eyes, although the willow branches are soft and tough, it is very difficult to break if they don't use all their strength, but even so, they can't compare with the sword blade made of alloy!But now, a wicker that can be cut by any kind of sharp weapon has become an invincible magic weapon in the hands of that young man, and easily cracked the magic blade that has been with Murakami for fifty years...

Aside from the ups and downs in their minds, the gazes of all the masters looking at Zhao Gangjun were no longer as contemptuous and indifferent as they were before. While the heart lake was rippling, there was a strong sense of fear rising in those eyes, even There is also a strong anxiety and confusion in my heart...

While they were thinking wildly, Zhao Gangjun completely ignored Murakami Yefu's astonished and shocked expression, and when he raised the wicker in his hand, at the moment he was distracted, he slapped his skinny face with fierce force In addition to leaving a bloody mark on his face, he also pulled his thin body upside down...

The screaming sound was accompanied by a crashing sound. After knocking down a pillar, Noo Murakami couldn't stop his body from hitting another pillar. The powerful impact made his blood boil. When he stood up, he raised his head and spat out a stream of scarlet blood...

And at this moment, the houses that had been knocked down with two pillars in succession also collapsed after shaking a few times, and even those masters who had just recovered were buried one after another when they couldn't dodge. went in...

The shrill screams were accompanied by the panic and frightened calls. Looking at the three-story main temple in ruins, Zhao Gangjun's eyes showed a sense of astonishment: "It seems that it is not only a domestic project but Guan, even the enemy here is a tofu project!"

Regarding the information about the Great Sun Shrine, Zhao Gangjun had already heard from Tada Soji on the way here that a shrine that will be rebuilt every 20 years, and its foundation adopts the concept of preventing earthquakes of magnitude [-] To design ah!But such a Niubi palace collapsed after being knocked down by two pillars...

Even the lofty and invincible Murakami, the god in the eyes of all the masters of the Great Sun Empire, was buried in it!Thinking of this, Zhao Gangjun's face became more and more weird, and the other masters standing in the side palace saw this scene, their eyes were filled with astonishment, and there was also a touch of grief and indignation, and their eyes were full of looking at Zhao Gangjun. With anger and deep fear...

The Great Sun Shrine has an irreplaceable position in their hearts, just like Tiananmen Square in City B!Now not only the shrine was destroyed, but even the gods in their hearts were buried in the ruins, and the instigator of all this was a young man, that Chinese man standing in the courtyard with an expression of indifference and disdain, a man so powerful that he could use one move Just defeated their gods, and made them dare not raise the slightest intention to resist the boy from country Z...

Anger, helplessness, and despair filled their minds, and at the same time, the originally proud heart also turned gray at this moment. At the moment when the main hall of the shrine collapsed, all the masters only felt that there was something deep in their hearts. After collapsing, accompanied by their gods and shrines, they fell into the endless abyss...

Just when the eyes of those masters were gloomy and listless, two figures came out from the passage of the side palace. Zhao Gangjun, who was still looking at the ruins, suddenly felt the Pearl of Joy tremble violently, making his eyes follow along Looking in the direction of the wave...

(End of this chapter)