Jiang Lingxuan moved gracefully, her foot lightly touching the ground.
With a leap, his nimble figure soared dozens of meters into the air.
Her figure exuded extraordinary grace, leaving everyone on the mountaintop stunned.
This is no ordinary mortal, he is a god.
It's so beautiful, but this stunningly beautiful figure also exudes a chilling coldness.
"Senior Sister is furious!"
"How terrifying! These Japanese masters are doomed!"
Although Jiang Lingxuan was only at the eighth level of the Kaiyuan Realm, Chu Xiaoxiao and Ning Hongyan were not worried at all.
"Senior Sister's Ice Profound Exhaustion Technique has reached its sixth level!"
"At this level, even an ordinary grandmaster could be frozen into a block of ice!"
"Bing Xuan Jin" is a martial arts manual that only the eldest disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers can cultivate.
Moreover, cultivating this technique requires extremely high physical and talent levels.
One must endure the torment of a heart filled with icy coldness and cultivate on a bed of cold jade year after year.
Apart from her grandmaster and herself, none of the thousands of disciples in the entire Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers could master this martial art.
"kill!"
The two Japanese masters did not expect Jiang Lingxuan to launch an attack on them.
He immediately shouted to the people next to him, and together they attacked Jiang Lingxuan.
"court death!"
Jiang Lingxuan was in the void when she struck out with a backhand palm, and the air temperature of the entire world instantly dropped by more than ten degrees.
In the sweltering heat of August, snowflakes began to fall at the foot of the mountain.
This palm strike caused the Japanese masters to change color drastically.
A terrifying gust of wind, carrying the oppressive aura of its superior, instantly turned the two Japanese masters into a bloody pulp.
With a single move, he annihilated two Grandmasters at the seventh level of the Kaiyuan Realm from Japan. Xiao Renjie, who was smiling not far away, was stunned on the spot.
"Miss Sun, stand behind us!"
I'll protect you!
Ning Hongyan stood in front of Sun Muqing, while Chu Xiaoxiao stood to one side, surrounding Sun Muqing.
"Okay, okay!" Sun Muqing's face showed fear.
Miyamoto Oda saw his subordinates being powerfully killed by a beautiful young girl.
A glint of anger flashed in his eyes: "Go and kill that woman!"
Oda Miyamoto gave an order to the scarred man.
The middle-aged man with the scar stared at Jiang Lingxuan, exuding an invisible killing intent.
Suddenly, Ye Feng spoke up: "Little Jiang, you may step back!"
The night breeze came slowly to her side and stood in front of Jiang Lingxuan.
"Japanese dog!"
"I killed quite a few in the past few days!"
Upon hearing this, all the masters of the East, including Miyamoto Oda, were taken aback.
A Japanese master looked shocked; news of Kawashima Toshihide's murder had already reached the island nation.
In the past few days, the Kawashima family has dispatched a large number of people to search for news of Yoru.
Unexpectedly, he was still in Jiangcheng.
They all thought Ye Feng had run away, but to their surprise, he not only didn't run away, but was also swaggering around here to participate in the tasting event.
"Night Wind! It's that kid who killed Kawashima Toshihide!"
Oda Miyamoto's face instantly turned icy cold.
"Head of the Miyamoto family, he not only killed Kawashima Toshihide, but also several of our Grandmasters!"
"Boy, submit to the Miyamoto family head! I can make you my bodyguard!" Miyamoto Shinzo said coldly.
The Miyamoto family?
Countless people stared in horror at the figure.
Are these all samurai from the Miyamoto family?
The Miyamoto family was the most powerful samurai family in Japan.
That middle-aged man was actually the head of the Miyamoto family?
The Miyamoto family holds a similar position in the Japanese island nation as the ancient martial arts families of China.
This surname is very old in Japan, with a history of over a thousand years.
The power of the Miyamoto family is undeniable.
However, while everyone was still in surprise, Ye Feng shot out like a bullet.
His attitude says it all.
Miyamoto Shinzo placed his hands on his waist, and with a "whoosh," more than a dozen shuriken flew out.
These shuriken are highly poisonous; contact with them is fatal!
However, the speed of the shuriken is no match for the speed of the night wind.
The night wind, like a ghost, rushed towards Miyamoto Shinzo in the blink of an eye.
"Kid, I forgot to tell you, I prefer close combat to ranged battles!"
Miyamoto Shinzo's veins bulged as he threw a punch at Yoru.
He has a fearsome nickname in the island nation: "The Scorpion".
Because he not only liked using poison, but also preferred close combat.
He was an eccentric figure, a unique individual among the direct descendants of the Miyamoto family.
With a loud "boom," Yefeng's fist collided directly with Miyamoto Shinzo's fist.
"What?"
Miyamoto Shinzo felt a terrifying force coming from his wrist.
The next second, his arm was broken.
"ah!!!"
Miyamoto Shinzo screamed, staring at the night wind with terrified eyes.
Where does he get such great strength?
Impossible? How old is this kid?
He quickly stepped back, trying to create some distance between himself and the night wind.
But how could the night wind possibly give him that chance?
"Japanese people aren't even worthy to be my dogs!"
"Go to hell!" Night Wind punched Miyamoto Shinzo in the chest.
A gaping, bloody hole appeared before everyone's eyes.
That's incredible!
No one can stand against the night wind!
Xiao Renjie was completely stunned. Was this kid even human?
"Baka!"
Miyamoto Oda delivered a powerful whip kick, striking Ye Feng with such force that it seemed to suck the air out of the room.
Ye Feng frowned; this Miyamoto Oda seemed a bit stronger.
He's roughly at the ninth level of the Kaiyuan realm, but that's all!
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