"Baka!"
With a furious shout, Kameda Shinobu manipulated Asada Sakura's body and grabbed at Ye Feng through the void.
"The Shadowless Ghost Claw!"
Her claws suddenly grew larger, like sharp steel structures, and pierced straight towards Ye Feng.
The air around us seemed to have been sucked out, making it so suffocating that we couldn't move an inch.
The sharp claw-like wind easily pierced through a solid wall dozens of meters away behind them.
Several veteran warriors cried out in alarm and quickly dodged.
One of them was a beat too slow and was scratched on the spot.
Fortunately, the injuries were not serious and there was no danger to his life.
As expected of the 98th head of the Japanese shrine, his actions were truly impressive.
"court death!"
Ye Feng slashed his sword through the air, and the Xuanyuan Sword Qi instantly severed the opponent's ghost claw.
Swoosh—
Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound came from behind.
Miyamoto Nobuo made his move, wielding a wooden sword, and slashed at the back of Ye Feng's head.
"careful!"
Zhang Yuanlei wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Zhuge Wuwo.
"Going up there would be suicide. In a battle of this level, not only you, but even I can't get involved."
"We're in charge of taking care of those killers."
Subsequently, Zhuge Wuwo and the others joined forces with Jiang Yinuo and two others to deal with those top Western assassins.
A chaotic battle broke out between the two sides inside the shrine.
It was as if Ye Feng had eyes in the back of his head; before the wooden sword could strike, he struck out with a palm.
Click—
The wooden sword shattered on the spot, scattering wood chips everywhere, revealing a sharp longsword.
The longsword was exceptionally sharp, its blade flashing with cold light.
This is Onikiri, ranked fifth among the ten most famous swords of Japan.
"Onikiri Ki Slash!"
Miyamoto Nobuo lived up to his reputation as the Sword God of Japan. With a loud shout, he unleashed more than a dozen sword strikes at Ye Feng.
Looking around, one could see countless sword shadows that completely engulfed Ye Feng.
Miyamoto Nobuo's cultivation had already broken through the Martial Soul realm, and he had one foot already in the Martial King realm.
What's even more impressive is his swordsmanship; it's unpredictable and incredibly sharp.
at the same time.
Kameda Shinobu suddenly lunged at Ye Feng again.
The arm that had been severed grew back quickly.
Ye Feng was caught in a pincer movement and found himself in a predicament.
"A trivial skill!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly and unleashed two powerful strikes with the Xuanyuan Sword.
Swish--
It looked like two bolts of lightning streaked across the sky.
Kameda Shinobu was split in two.
Miyamoto Nobuo, standing behind him, had one of his arms cleanly severed, letting out a scream.
Blood gushed out immediately, soaking half of his clothes.
Miyamoto Nobuo staggered back a few steps, his eyes filled with fear.
He never expected Ye Feng to be so powerful.
If he hadn't dodged in time, half of his head would have been gone, giving him a fright.
"Old man, you dodged pretty fast."
Ye Feng slapped it again, stirring up a gust of wind.
He immediately sent Miyamoto Nobuo flying, half of his head was deformed from the blow.
He floated dozens of meters through the air, looking like he was wearing tattered clothes.
The old man felt like all the bones in his body were about to shatter.
The Chinese people were thrilled to see this and left messages on the screen to cheer for Ye Feng.
"Go Ye Tianshen!"
"Ye Tianshen is invincible!"
"What kind of bullshit Japanese sword god is he? He's nothing but a fart in front of Ye Tianshen."
"Back then, Miyamoto Nobuo crossed the sea eastward with a single sword, sweeping across the north and south of our Great Xia, and dominating the east and west. No one could rival him. Countless martial artists died at his hands. In the end, it was only with the intervention of the God of War that he narrowly defeated him by half a move, forcing him to retreat."
"A hundred years later, Ye Tianshen of our Great Xia will rise to power and take revenge across the sea, letting them know that we Great Xia people are not to be trifled with."
"That's right, kill this old bastard."
"Kill him!"
The Chinese people were united in their hatred of the enemy and their emotions were running high.
Various bullet comments flew across various online live streaming rooms, like snowflakes.
Japanese shrines.
Ye Feng strode toward Miyamoto Nobuo, his eyes gleaming with a cold light.
Miyamoto Nobuo leaped to his feet, disheveled and covered in blood from the beating, and roared as he charged toward Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng, I'm going to kill you."
While suspended in mid-air, Miyamoto Nobuo's aura surged dramatically.
His previously withered body quickly became upright and strong, his muscles bulged, and his dry, white hair turned black.
He seemed to have become decades younger, returning to his prime. With his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his features were handsome, and in terms of looks, he was only slightly inferior to Ye Feng.
"Oni-kiri Haten Slash..."
puff--
This time, before he could even unleash his terrifying sword energy, Ye Feng slapped him to death, turning him into a cloud of blood mist that exploded.
The Chinese people were once again abuzz with excitement upon seeing this scene.
In many places, people spontaneously organized various celebratory activities in the streets.
The Japanese swordsman was slapped to death by Ye Feng without even a chance to scream.
Even the Onikiri in his hand was taken away by Ye Feng.
His intuition told him that this sword was far more complex than it appeared.
However, what surprised Ye Feng slightly was...
The ninja master Kameda, who had just been split in two, had actually come back to life.
However, this time, the murderous aura emanating from him was noticeably weaker.
Unexpectedly, the opponent was able to withstand his Xuanyuan Sword Qi.
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