Large swaths of dark clouds gathered above Liu Shiru's head, with streaks of silver snakes darting about.
Suddenly, a fierce wind swept across the sea, whipping up giant waves tens of meters high.
The thunderous roar was deafening.
The sword energy transformed into streaks of lightning, like thunder dragons, fiercely slashing towards the opposing Japanese army.
They forcefully tore a gap in that Great Wall of Steel, and several steel warships were destroyed on the spot.
The thousands of warriors above were instantly reduced to ashes, charred into pieces by the lightning.
Or they could be completely obliterated.
Under this terrifying lightning, the Japanese devils were like tofu dregs, so fragile and vulnerable.
Then, Huang Fengyi's slender fingers flew across the keyboard.
Groups of computer code floated in mid-air, forming a large net that instantly annihilated large numbers of Japanese warriors.
The steel warships were also destroyed.
They turned into piles of scrap metal and sank into the sea one after another.
Who says high technology and martial arts can't be combined? Huang Fengyi has done just that.
Moreover, it doesn't feel out of place at all.
"Meteor Invincible Fist!"
Jiang Yinuo finally revealed her special skills.
Although she had made several attempts before, she had only shown the basics.
In reality, she was a terrifying body cultivator.
The punch was thrown with earth-shattering force, causing the ground to tremble and mountains to shake.
Then a fist-shaped mountain suddenly appeared and crashed down from nowhere.
A huge shadow loomed over the sea below.
The violent gale that it stirred up caused the seawater below to cave in, churning and surging in all directions, with towering waves crashing against the sky.
Many Japanese martial artists looked up at the mountain that had crashed down from the sky, filled with fear and unease.
"That's terrifying."
"Run!"
"She's practically a female demon."
In the chaos, many martial artists jumped into the sea to escape.
Because the warships were all linked together with thick iron chains, they could not escape individually, and their movements were greatly restricted.
The lightning that Liu had summoned ignited a great fire, which quickly spread across the warship.
The fire is fueled by the wind, and the wind fuels the fire's power.
In an instant, a huge fire spread across the sea, turning half the sky red.
Many Japanese warriors cried out in despair and fled in panic.
Ye Feng also made a move.
"Xuanyuan Invincible Sword Formation!"
Tens of millions of sword energies appeared out of thin air, stirring up a powerful sword storm on the sea, reaching thousands of meters high and straight to the sky.
It was like a divine dragon descending from the sky, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
They roared back and forth among the numerous, densely packed Japanese warships.
Wherever they went, warships were easily destroyed as if they were made of paper.
Large numbers of Japanese devils were instantly slaughtered and turned into mincemeat.
Faced with this powerful attack.
They had no power to resist whatsoever.
"Dragon's Tail Swing!"
Ye Feng hovered in mid-air, stepping on a tornado, his long black robe fluttering in the sea breeze.
Suddenly, a dragon's roar resounded between heaven and earth.
The massive tornado storm raged and roared across the sea like a giant dragon, its sharp claws tearing warships to shreds.
Screams erupted one after another.
Dense blood mist kept exploding, staining large areas of the surrounding sea red.
Haidong.
Construction site of the Ye Family Cemetery.
The person in charge of constructing the cemetery was Zhao Heihu of the Fierce Tiger Gang.
He had promised Ye Feng that he would help him build the Ye Family Mausoleum.
Now, several months have passed, and the construction of the cemetery is nearing completion, with only some finishing touches remaining.
At this moment, Zhao Heihu was in the construction office, watching the satellite broadcast on the LCD TV. He saw Ye Feng dominating the gates of Japan and was so excited that he trembled and his eyes welled up with tears.
He didn't even notice the hot tea from the teacup splashing onto his hand.
"Young Master Ye!"
Zhao Heihu's voice was choked with sobs.
In the last century, his great-grandfather was brutally murdered by Japanese warriors.
Therefore, Zhao Heihu harbored a deep hatred for the Japanese from a young age.
Back then, when the leader of the Wolf Slaughtering Gang sided with the Japanese to deal with him, he did not yield and instead sided with Ye Feng.
Looking back now, I realize how wise my decision was.
"Young Master Ye, I, Zhao Heihu, will follow you willingly for the rest of my life!"
He then gave instructions to his subordinates.
"Give it your all and get the cemetery repaired as soon as possible. Don't let Young Master Ye down."
The Platinum Palace in the United States.
Foreign Secretary Statham, Dr. Jones, and another member of parliament sat in front of the large LCD screen, closely monitoring the development of the situation.
When Statham saw hundreds of thousands of Japanese martial artists being routed by Ye Feng and his group, he was furious.
"Dr. Jones, why haven't our reinforcements arrived yet?"
Dr. Jones poured himself a glass of red wine and swirled it elegantly as he spoke.
"Judging by the time, they should have arrived in Japan by now."
"Then why haven't they intervened to stop Ye Feng?"
"Heh, Lord Statham, it seems you've truly been blinded by rage and lost your senses."
"Actually, for us now, Ye Feng is no longer our primary target."
"After all, this guy is too powerful. Although our trump card can kill him, it will still take a lot of effort and it won't be worth it."
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