Finally, in everyone's trembling eyes, the eight long swords gathered together.

A huge long sword spread across the world and appeared in front of everyone.

Buzz ~

The cold wind surging, and the sound of swords sounded endlessly.

The long sword formed by the formation was like a sword of judgment, crossing the top of Mount Fuji.

The sharp sword god reflects the scorching sun and cold light.

"Boy, that's it!"

"You are proud enough to die under the strongest sword formation of my Three God Pavilion."

The eight people sneered coldly, and their words were full of contempt.

Looking at Ye Fan, he looked like he was looking at a dead corpse.

Feeling the bitter coldness coming from the long sword, Suzumiya Eiyue's pretty face turned paler again. The worries in her heart became even stronger.

"Master, be careful..."

Suzumiya Eiyue whispered, her small hands, perhaps because of fear, were holding Ye Fan's clothes harder.

Ye Fan chuckled: "Yue'er, why should you be afraid?"

"Just a few rats, just native chickens and tiled dogs."

"Your master's punch is enough to blow it!"

"What an arrogant junior."

"Since that's the case, let's see if your fist is hard, or our Four-Phase Tianhe Sword is better?"

When the eight disciples heard Ye Fan's words, they were immediately furious.

Then, without delay, the eight people controlled the golden sword and fell from the sky and slashed towards Ye Fan's head!

The sword energy swept through, causing wind and snow to spread all over the sky.

In the storm, Ye Fan stood proudly at the top and stood in the world.

Looking at the surging power of the eight disciples of the Three God Pavilion, Ye Fan just shook his head, and his deep eyebrows were full of pity.

"I, Chu Tianfan, is the Lord of the Dragon God."

"I have no intention of killing this country."

"But Naiheer and others are blocking my way."

"Since you insist on dying, don't blame me for the Dragon Lord, let this blood stain the Japanese continent!"

The words were serene, just like thunder, rolling through the nine heavens.

The moment Ye Fan finished his words, his aura exploded.

In an instant, the earth trembled and the sea of ​​clouds churned.

Seeing this, everyone present changed their color.

"As soon as you drink it, you will have such power."

"It seems that this Chinese boy is definitely not an ordinary person?"

Many voices were lost.

Before this, they thought that Ye Fan, an unknown junior, was blinded by lust, and rushed to the top of Mount Fuji without knowing how to do it.

Therefore, everyone didn't care too much about Ye Fan before.

A man with a young man with so many strong men here, and it would be easy to kill him if he takes action.

But now they realize that they are wrong.

The young man in front of him is probably not as simple as his age.

"A few days ago, something happened to the Sword God Palace, and the third palace master Masami Nakai suddenly died."

"The Sword God announced to the public that something went wrong while practicing martial arts, and he died of being possessed by evil spirits."

"Now it seems that things about the Sword God Palace are definitely not that simple?"

"I'm afraid it has something to do with this young man."

There are still wise people among the crowd.

Just like Toyotomi Kawayoshi, the martial arts leader in Kyoto City, he noticed something strange through a little detail.

Previously, Ye Fan swept across the Sword God Palace with one man's strength, and one of the three palace masters was injured, one died and one was disabled.

Not many people know about this matter, they were all suppressed by Wangyue River.

After all, this is not a glorious thing. The three great masters were completely abused by a young man. If it spreads, the sword god and the others will not need to take the old faces.
Chapter completed!