“Even the Sword God Palace was defeated.”
“I’m afraid that in my Japanese martial arts, only the two pavilions of the Sanshin Pavilion can stop him, right?”
Many people sighed with emotion and were full of disappointment.
A hundred years ago, their Great Japanese Empire swept East Asia.
The martial arts power, dominates the entire Eurasian continent.
At that time, Xuezhao Tianshen, the number one strongman in Japan, was single-handedly standing on the Pacific Ocean with the strongman of U.S. martial arts, killing three titles and five masters.
In that battle, their Japanese martial arts shocked the world.
But who could have imagined that now it is only a hundred years since then, their martial arts power has fallen here.
Huaxia was only a junior, and swept their second martial arts force in Japan.
If China’s six pillar nations are strong, their Japanese martial arts must not have the power to destroy the country?
Ignoring the emotions of the people, Ye Fan was expressionless at this time, coldly looking down at the kneeling Mochizuki River and the others, and his voice quietly sounded.
“Obviously hand over Ba Chi Qiong Gouyu, in this case, I can make your death easier.”
“You dream!”
“I’ll wait until I die, and I will never deal with my Japanese martial arts holy artifacts into the hands of you, a Chinese kid!”
“It’s impossible!”
Facing Ye Fan’s words, Mochizuki gritted his teeth and roared, his vicious curses echoed everywhere.
“Since everything is up to this point, there is nothing to talk about.”
“If you don’t tell me, I will look for it myself.”
“As for you, there is no need to live.”
Ye Fan didn’t bother to talk nonsense with them.
With a few cold words, Mochizuki and others were sentenced to death directly.
He actually knew from the beginning that it was impossible for people like Mochizuki River to hand over Ba Chi Qiong Gou Yu obediently.
But that’s okay.
Ye Fan doesn’t like to trouble other people. After cutting them off, he goes to find it himself.
However, just when Ye Fan was about to kill Mochizuki River to an extinction, a graceful body ran over.
She knelt on the ground, her brows flushed.
In the beautiful eyes, tears flickered.
“Master, I can help you find Ba Chi Qiong Gouyu.”
“But please, can you bypass my teacher and die?”
“Yue’er, you silence me!” Mochizuki River’s expression changed as soon as Liang Palace Yingyue’s words fell.
He raised his head, looked at Liang Palace Yingyue, and cursed angrily.
“You beast, dare you tell him?”
“That is the sacred item of my Japanese martial arts, and it is an artifact that has been passed down for thousands of years.”
“If you give it to him, you will be the sinner of my country through the ages.”
“The teacher and I will never forgive you!”
Mochizuki River was obviously really panicked. He didn’t expect that Liang Palace Yingyue would tell Ye Fan about this kind of thing.
Doesn’t she know what Bashaqiong Gouyu represents to Japan?
This kind of artifact is more important than his life.
“Yue’er, I forbid you to tell him!”
….
“Never~”
“Otherwise, being a teacher will definitely kill you!”
Mochizuki River kept roaring.
“Noisy!”
Ye Fan frowned, slapped his backhand and slapped it directly. At that time, he slapped Mochizuki River on the ground with blood flowing from his mouth.
The person next to him watched this scene, but his eyes couldn’t help twitching, and some people clenched their palms with anger.
I just feel that Ye Fan is deceiving too much!
Their highly respected sword god in Japan was actually under Ye Fan’s hands, like a pig and dog, kneading at will.
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