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The encirclement and attack formation collapsed.

The originally continuous qi was as if it had been cut off by a knife, and the auras of dozens of Japanese martial saints scattered on the spot.

Lin Feng did not chase after and kill the fleeing people.

He flashed away.

The next second, the person appeared next to the nearest Yamata no Shiki pillar.

The stone pillar is over ten meters tall, dark red in color, and its surface is densely covered with Japanese incantations.

Eight energy chains extended from the top of the pillar, tightly binding the Nether Dragon.

The Nether Dragon lay prone in the center of the plaza.

Sparks flew as the dark purple scales were pulled by the chains.

Its head was bowed, its breathing heavy, and it looked as if it was being crushed and unable to move.

Fujiba Eiji sat on the high platform, his expression finally calming down a little.

Yamamoto and Chiba also noticed Lin Feng's location.

Yamamoto, clutching his charred arm, gritted his teeth and roared, "Don't let him touch the stone pillar!"

Chiba's eyes turned cold, and with a swift movement, he charged towards Lin Feng.

But Lin Feng did not attack the stone pillar.

He simply raised his left hand and placed his five fingers on the surface of the stone pillar.

The sixth-grade spiritual power silently spread out, drilling inch by inch down along the incantation patterns on the surface of the stone pillar.

The incantations on the outer layer of the stone pillar are very complex.

One layer inside another.

Dark red energy flowed along the lines, like countless tiny blood vessels.

In Lin Feng's mental perception, these structures were quickly broken down into clear lines.

He saw the energy core inside the stone pillar.

And the interconnected magic seals between the eight stone pillars.

His spiritual energy penetrated into the ground along the stone pillar.

found it.

The eight stone pillars do not operate independently.

They are connected in a loop through the underground vein nodes of Mount Fuji.

If any one node is interrupted, the entire Orochi Dragon Locking Formation will experience a brief disruption.

Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly.

Chiba's naginata was already slashing at his neck.

The blade cuts through the wind, a flash of cold light.

Lin Feng leaned back half an inch, the blade grazing his chin.

The next moment, the Star Dragon Annihilation Spear flicked upwards from below.

clang!

The naginata was pried open.

Chiba's arms went numb, and he stumbled back three steps, his toes barely touching the ground.

Lin Feng did not give chase.

He turned around and returned to the center of the square.

The tip of the gun dipped to the ground.

Platinum Dragon Flame burned on the tip of the spear, making the ground sizzle.

Yamamoto stared at him, veins throbbing on his forehead.

"What were you doing just now?"

Lin Feng looked up at him.

"you guess."

Yamamoto's face darkened.

"Kill him!"

The remaining Japanese martial arts masters finally realized what was happening and gritted their teeth as they surrounded them again.

This time, however, their steps clearly lacked the ferocity they had displayed before.

The six leading martial saints were beheaded in an instant.

Who would still dare to regard Lin Feng as an ordinary martial arts master?

They wanted to surround it.

But they dared not get too close.

Each of them gripped a weapon, but their eyes darted around nervously.

Raymond Lam didn't let the opportunity slip by.

Guns swept across.

The platinum dragon flames shot out from the gun, burning a long scorch mark on the square ground.

The three martial saints who rushed too close were instantly hit by the fire.

The protective aura had barely been activated when it was burned through by the dragon flames.

The three people screamed and rolled away, but after less than two rolls, their bodies were charred black.

"Don't retreat!"

Fujiba Eiji shouted from the high platform.

"Anyone who retreats will have their entire clan executed!"

This shout finally suppressed the retreat in the eyes of those Japanese martial arts masters.

They gritted their teeth and attacked again.

Lin Feng's gun flashed.

A glint of cold light pierced the throat, a sweeping blow severed the waist.

Platinum dragon flames burned streaks across the Hall of Heroes plaza.

He could have charged straight up to the platform.

But it never happened.

Raymond Lam chose to stroll in the center of the square.

He killed to vent his anger.

Yamamoto was clearly getting anxious.

His fists repeatedly struck Lin Feng, but each time they were blocked by the Star Dragon Annihilation Spear.

The gauntlets shattered layer by layer.

The scorch marks on my arm are getting deeper and deeper.

Chiba has already replaced his naginata with a second one.

The first one was melted into molten iron by the dragon's flames.

The second handle also developed a crack.

Lin Feng's golden armor remained intact.

Several attacks from Martial Emperor level landed on him, only causing his clothes to twitch.

In front of the global live broadcast.

The audience in China was thrilled.

He's holding off two Martial Emperors all by himself!

No, it's two Martial Emperors plus a group of Martial Saints!

[The Nether Dragon is still locked up!]

What exactly is Raymond Lam trying to do?

Things have calmed down considerably in Japan.

The shouts and cries to kill Lin Feng that were just now are now completely gone.

In Valhalla Square.

Fujiba Eiji sat in his wheelchair, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng.

The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.

wrong.

That's not right at all.

Lin Feng is not incapable of killing.

He just killed six late-stage Martial Saints with a single move.

These ordinary martial saints can't stop him at all.

But he didn't directly break through the enemy lines.

His marksmanship appeared ferocious, yet he consistently kept the battlefield near the Yamata no Shiki (Eight-Headed Stone Pillar).

It's like they're waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Fujiba Eiji suddenly turned his head to look at the Nether Dragon that was bound by chains.

The Nether Dragon lay prone on the ground.

His head was drooping.

The eight chains on his body were still emitting light.

He looked depressed.

It was as if it had been suppressed to its limit by the Eight-Headed Dragon Locking Formation.

But Fujiba Eiji's eyelid suddenly twitched.

He noticed a detail.

The tip of the Nether Dragon's tail would twitch slightly every few seconds.

It's not a struggle.

The struggle won't be so stable.

That is......

wait.

Fujiba Eiji's pupils suddenly contracted.

"etc!"

He suddenly stood up, gripping his wheelchair, his face contorted in pain.

"wrong!"

"He is..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Lin Feng's spear tip had already pierced the ground.

boom!

The platinum dragon flames followed the tip of the spear and burrowed directly into the ground.

The fire line, like an earth dragon, surged deeper into the underground fissure.

Heading straight for the spiritual vein node!

Fujiba Eiji's face turned pale on the spot.

"Stop him!"

Yamamoto and Chiba attacked at the same time.

But it was too late.

The moment the platinum dragon flames burrowed into the ground, the entire Valhalla plaza trembled violently.

Rumble!

The ground exploded at the foot of Lin Feng.

A huge crack appeared in the center of the square.

Deep underground, the dark red curse mark on the ley line node was directly scorched by the platinum dragon flame.

The spell seals, meticulously arranged by the Japanese Onmyoji, were now being melted away inch by inch.

Crunch!

The Yagi Stone Pillar, the closest to Lin Feng, emitted a hissing sound.

The dark red light on the surface of the stone pillar flickered wildly.

next second.

The energy cycle of the entire Eight-Headed Dragon Locking Formation was abruptly severed by burning off one link.

The light from the eight chains dimmed suddenly at the same time.

Eiji Fujiba's voice has changed.

"No!!!"

The opportunity is here.

The Nether Dragon, which was lying on the ground, suddenly opened its eyes.

Deep within his pupils, two crimson vortexes spun wildly.

It's not pretending anymore.

boom!

Dark purple blood and energy exploded from its body.

The hundred-meter-long dragon's body suddenly tensed, and a dazzling light surged from its scales.

It braced itself on the ground with its front paws.

The first chain was pulled to its limit.

Click!

The chain broke in the middle.

It shattered into countless dark red energy fragments.

The second one.

Click!

The third way.

The fourth one!

The Nether Dragon raised its head and let out a roar that shook the entire Mount Fuji.

The Japanese martial arts masters on the square were instantly knocked down by the roar.

The Nether Dragon's entire body suddenly sprang up, its hundred-meter-long body soaring into the air.

The dragon's tail swept across.

boom!

The stone pillar that was still in operation was uprooted by it.

The Eight-Headed Dragon Locking Formation.

It's completely collapsed.

Fujiba Eiji stood on the high platform, his face completely drained of color.

Yamamoto and Chiba both stopped in their tracks.

As they watched the Netherworld Dragon rise into the air once more, a clear sense of fear appeared in their eyes for the first time.

The Nether Dragon lowered its head.

Dark purple vertical pupils swept across the entire square.

The pressure from a Martial Emperor level descended without reservation.

boom!

More than half of the Japanese martial arts masters who were still standing were now lying on the ground.

The spine creaked from the pressure.

The remaining people turned and tried to run away.

The Nether Dragon opened its mouth.

A dark purple dragon breath glowed deep within its throat.

next second.

The dragon's breath surged forth, covering the sky and the earth.

A dark purple beam of light swept across the east side of the square.

The dozen or so Japanese martial arts masters vanished from their spots before they could even utter a scream.

Flesh and blood were wiped away in an instant.

The dark dragon's body, obscuring the sky, pressed down on the Hall of Heroes.

The dragon's breath swept across the entire square.

......