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Chapter 820

Jinghong Sword can be said to be a magic weapon, but it was destroyed and a gap was created. If it had been an ordinary sword, he would have been dead at this moment.

Kazuo Okamoto looked at Ye Chen and said softly: "Boy, you are really good, but that's all. Remember to keep a low profile in the next life and don't go against us Japanese people again!"

With that said, he waved a palm in Ye Chen's direction.

The wind roared out from the palm, carrying an icy chilling meaning.

Ye Chen resisted the severe pain in his body and quickly used the Alchemy Mind Technique to summon the Alchemy Body Protective Shield, covering himself in it.

But the difference in strength is too obvious.

Soon, there was a "click" sound from the body shield.

"Crack!"

Danzun's protective shield broke directly.

This palm hit Ye Chen hard on the chest.

Ye Chen flew backwards again and fell heavily on the beach not far away. The clothes on his chest were directly stained red by blood, and blood was spitting out from his mouth.

Kazuo Okamoto stepped lightly with his feet, and after a few breaths, he came to Ye Chen's side. There was a hint of talent in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by murderous intent! Then he waved the katana in his hand.

, and slashed towards Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen had no strength to resist at all, and could only watch this scene happen to him.

At this moment, a roar erupted not far away.

A black figure instantly appeared in front of Ye Chen.

"puff!"

Kazuo Okamoto's katana struck the black figure directly on the shoulder.

The black figure slowly collapsed on the beach.

This black figure is none other than Jun Wuhui who was resting just now.

He was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath. After hearing the loud noise, he quickly opened his eyes to check. He didn't expect that his elder brother Ye Chen had fallen so quickly.

He knew that he was no match for this old man. At this critical moment, he could only use his own body to block this fatal blow for his elder brother.

"No regrets, no regrets..."

When Ye Chen saw this scene, his eyes became a little blood red, and he shouted several times hysterically.

Jun Wuhui spat out a large mouthful of blood and turned his head to look at Ye Chen with some difficulty.

"Brother, I can only help you so much. I will follow you again in the next life!"

After saying that, he tilted his neck and fainted.

"ah!"

Ye Chen roared a little crazily, and kept recalling the scenes of meeting Jun Wuhui in his mind, not to mention the regret in his heart.

This mission was all my own plan, and I was too proud! I didn’t take the Japanese people to heart at all, which led to the current bitter consequences.

All this should be borne by oneself, why should one's brothers help one bear it?

Ye Chen, what kind of big brother are you?

The more Ye Chen thought about it, the angrier he became, and the blood from the wound kept spurting out.

At this moment, the sixth level of the Medicine God Mental Technique in his mind began to run wildly.

When Ye Chen was awake, it was impossible for him to practice the sixth level of this mental method. He knew that there was a risk of becoming a demon.

But now he no longer cares about so much. He only has one thought in his heart, which is to kill Okamoto Kazuo and avenge Jun Wuhui.

Soon, Ye Chen's power became violent again.

"brush!"

Ye Chen suddenly jumped up from the ground, his eyes turned blood red, and his whole body emitted yellow shimmers.
Chapter completed!
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