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Uh-huh!

A burst of sword light roared out.

"Hiss! This Chinese is very powerful!"

The expressions of people from both camps suddenly changed.

"Igarashi, how about we join forces to defeat this Chinese man first! Then we can fight for this cave!"

Tsuchimikado Nichirin suggested.

"good!"

Igarashi Kurotsuchi agreed.

Two waves of people were killing Zhuo Zhuo at the same time.

"Too weak! A bunch of chickens and dogs! Let me, the sword master, kill them all with one sword!"

Uh-huh!

Zhuo Zhuo suddenly raised his wooden sword.

"Tiantian Sword Technique!"

Buzz!

Lines of terrifying sword energy accumulated in the sky above the clouds, and there seemed to be a brilliant sword rising into the sky from the top of the Excellent Heavenly Spirit.

"How can this be!"

Igarashi Kurotsuchi and Tsuchimikado Hinawa suddenly screamed.

"How come this Chinese is so strong!"

This scene immediately subverted the two people's understanding.

Especially Igarashi Kurotsuchi, he is also a swordsman, but in front of the authentic swordsmanship that is as brilliant as the sky, the Kitamura swordsmanship that he learned from his master seems to be as crooked as a crooked way.

"Is this swordsmanship? This is simply magic!"

Igarashi Kurotsuchi exclaimed.

"Kitamura Itto-ryu!"

Uh-huh!

Dang Dang Dang!

He tried his best to block the oncoming sword rain that was roaring from the sky.

But the disciples from the Beicun Dojo behind him were not so lucky.

The severed limbs were flying everywhere, heads were in the sky, and blood was spilled on the beach.

Igarashi Kurotsuchi's face turned green. He came out to find a successor, and he also thought about promoting the Kitamura-ryu swordsmanship. As a result, all his junior brothers died. How should his master kill himself now that he has returned!

As a senior brother, he can't even protect his junior brothers!

But he really had no choice. Zhuo Zhi's swordsmanship was beyond his imagination. It was already very difficult to protect his own life.

The other side.

Among the Onmyoji faction, Tsuchimikado Nichirin also turned pale.

This sword energy roared out for free.

He also said that swordsmen shouldn't be able to fight in close combat. They are all like this in Japan.

Why are you attacking from a distance?

"Quick! Set up the formation! Come! Soldiers! Fight! All! Formation! Line up! In front! Drink!"

Buzz!

A group of onmyoji held demon-subduing pestles in their hands, and golden barriers spread around their bodies to resist the sword energy that filled the sky.

"No, this is too weak. This ancient nine-character secret was created by the peerless ancient saint, and it is the most powerful method. In the hands of this group of people, what has it been used for?"

Liu Ruyan looked at the golden words surrounding the Onmyoji with a surprised look.

This is completely different from the nine-character mantra and the nine ancient secrets that she understands.

The so-called orthodoxy is that all those who are facing a battle march forward in formation, but what they are doing is an imitation at best!

"Little Sakura stole my Chinese heritage! You can tell from his nondescript swordsmanship and ninjutsu."

"He stole some of my Chinese Taoist heritage and evolved it into today's Onmyoji? How ridiculous!"

"Is this third-rate technique worthy of blocking my Sky-Breaking Sword Technique? Break it for me! Cut through the heavens with one sword!"

boom!

The outstanding body seemed to be glowing, and his heart was beating like a fairy sword sounding in the world.

The bones all over his body emit crystal white light, and the shining bones are like small swords engraved in the body.

"break!"

He gave a long shout, and the sword energy that filled the sky turned into a ten-foot-long sword light.

boom!

Fall suddenly!

"No!"

Tsuchimikado Nichirin let out a cry of terror.

Their nine-character mantra enchantment shattered under the brilliant sword light.

Finally exploded into nothingness that filled the sky!

Tsk tsk tsk!

The sword energy was flowing freely, and immediately corpses were seen all over the ground!

"Fuck!"

Igarashi Kurotsuchi shuddered all over.

Strong, so damn strong. This Chinese guy is definitely a master on the same level as his master.

He quietly took out his cell phone.

The phone has just been dialed twice.

Chi!

A sword energy flew over.

Passed through his head.

"Have you washed it or not?"

"What the hell!"

There was a confused voice on the other end of the phone.

"Igarashi, what are you doing? Answer the phone!"

Zhuo Zhuo silently stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Touch your old mother! Your apprentice has already gone to see the King of Hell!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterwards, the familiar Chinese language sounded.

"Chinese?"

"Yo! Can you still speak Chinese?"

Bei Cun Yiyang was silent for a moment. He does know Chinese and speaks it more proficiently than his native language.

Because the oldest swordsmanship classics in their Sakura Kingdom are written in Chinese.

Not only that, the oldest onmyoji classics, as well as ninjutsu classics, etc. are all recorded in Chinese.

Only these reclusive old monsters know where their cherry blossom inheritance comes from.

The things they passed down from generation to generation are actually just a very small part of the Chinese inheritance.

And among the vast Chinese heritage, there are countless mouth-watering treasures!

Beicun Yiyang originally planned to promote Beicun Dojo in his hometown, so he prepared to travel across the ocean to China.

Challenge Chinese masters, collect Chinese classics, and improve your own strength.

Unexpectedly, the Chinese people came so early!

"Who are you! Where is my apprentice! Where is Kurotsuchi?"

Kitamura Yiyang felt frightened.

Igarashi Kurotsuchi is his most valued disciple, and he will definitely inherit the mantle of his Kitamura Dojo in the future.

"Dead, killed by me."

Zhiqiang curled his lips and said.

"What did you say! Dead! How dare you kill my apprentice, Kitamura Yiyang! Chinese! You are so brave!"

Kitamura Yiyang was completely angry.

"Yo! Are you awesome? Kitamura Yiyang? I've never heard of it."

Zhiqiang pouted with disdain on his face.

"I am the number one swordsman in the Sakura Kingdom! Kitamura Swordmaster, Kitamura Ichiyang! What is your name? Wait for me to take your life!"

Beicun Yiyang spoke angrily.

"Haha, Sword Master? Can any cat or dog call themselves a Sword Master these days?"

"Let me tell you, my name is Zhuo Zhuo! I am the Chinese Tongtian Sword Master! I am waiting for you, a fake sword master, to come over! To me, you are just a traitor!"

Excellence said disdainfully.

Kitamura was so angry that he almost exploded with anger.

Judging by the voice, the person on the other end of the phone was just a young man.

Damn you talk so arrogantly, right?

Dare to look down on him, Kitamura Sword Master, okay, okay!

What happened to the Chinese people?

Although his Cherry Blossom Kingdom heritage comes from China, China's ancient heritage has been completely cut off, so he may not be as powerful as them!

"Okay! Excellent, right? Just wait! This sword master will kill you right now!"

Kitamura spoke angrily, then hung up the phone.

And on the other side, Kyoto, the land of cherry blossoms.

Among the Tsuchimikado family.

A strong wind blew by, and in a Japanese room in the courtyard, a figure suddenly opened his eyes.

"Tsukuyomi!"

A voice sounded from inside the room.

Then, tap tap tap!

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the tatami in the corridor.

Wow!

The door was opened.

A girl wearing a Yin Yang suit walked into the room.

"Brother!"

In the room, the young man wearing a tall hat turned his head.

The two looked at each other and could see the eagerness flashing in each other's eyes.

"The candle is out!"

The contemporary head of Tsuchimikado, Tsuchimikado Starlight.

There was anger hidden in his brows, and he spoke angrily.

"Yes! Brother Hinawa...is dead!"

A flash of heartache flashed in Tsuchimikado Tsukuyomi's eyes.

They, three brothers and sisters from the Tsuchimikado family, inherited from the Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei. They broke out of hiding in this great world. Before they could make any achievements, their second brother died.

How sad!

"Nichirin went to Okinawa to fight for the inheritance cave where he was born! The person who killed him must be a guy from the Kitamura Dojo!"

"I shouldn't have let him go there alone! I was the one who hurt him!"

Tsuchimikado Xingguang's eyes were filled with deep anger.

"Let's go! Tsukuyomi! Gather all the onmyojis in the family, I'm going to Okinawa! This time, the guys from Kitamura Dojo must pay the price!"

He stood up slowly, waves of invisible air flowing around him causing the Yin Yang robe to roll.

Tsuchimikado Xingguang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Okay! Brother Starlight!"

Tsuchimikado Tsukiyomi nodded and hurried to summon all the major onmyojis in the family.