Maoshan Ghost King

Xuanmenzong Xingtang, especially the Great Xingtang, basically represents Xuanmenzong's strongest combat effectiveness.

But it is the strongest combat power besides Xuanmenzong's earth immortal.

Xingtang is responsible for dealing with Xuanmenzong's rebellion, as well as the treacherous and evil people from the world.

Anyone who harms the interests of Xuanmen Sect belongs to the scope of Xingtang's pursuit.

The small Xingtang is usually dispatched. The Great Xingtang hasn't appeared in more than ten years. The last time it appeared was when dealing with Bai Maitreya.

Every time Xuanmenzong's Great Xingtang came forward, it proved that there was a super evil evil outsider that alarmed the whole arena.

Taro Miyamoto, it is worth letting Xuanmenzong Da Xingtang come forward.

After all, the opponent is a demigod.

And the Xuanmenzong Great Xingtang is not necessarily his opponent.

But even if the Xuanmen Sect was facing a powerful enemy, its aura as China's first sect could never be lost.

The Xingtang elder faced hundreds of Japanese practitioners and Taro Miyamoto. His expression was inappropriate, calm and relaxed. He even took out a scroll and began to announce the evidence of Miyamoto Taro’s crimes: "My Genmon Sect The Great Punishment Hall was ordered by the head of the real person Longhua to arrest the criminal Taro Miyamoto. More than 20 years ago, Taro Miyamoto used the alias Mu Haoran and sneaked into Gejia Village to slaughter my retired elder Ge Yunman from Xuanmen Sect. Today, the evidence is solid. , I then sent my Xuanmenzong Great Xingtang to arrest this person and take him back to Xuanmenzong for punishment. If there is resistance, he will be killed on the spot. If someone stops him, he will kill him! The head of Xuanmenzong, Long Hua, autographed it!"

After that, the Xingtang elder closed the scroll, turned to look at the ragged Miyamoto Taro, and said in a deep voice, "Taro Miyamoto, the evidence is solid. We from the Xuanmen Sect have heard what you said just now, you There is nothing to deny, let's go, come back to Xuanmenzong with us, if you dare to resist, kill on the spot, what else can you say?"

Taro Miyamoto was dumbfounded.

what the hell?

The Xingtang, the first sect of China, went to my Da Japan to get people. Doesn’t it take our entire Japanese practice world into consideration?

Arrogant, it's so arrogant.

Taro Miyamoto was almost irritated by these people of Xuanmen Sect and couldn't help but laughed loudly: "Xuanmen Sect? You want to take me? Do you know who I am? I am a Japanese demigod, among humans. The strongest, are you afraid that your life is too long?"

"No matter who you are in Xuanmen Sect, as long as you have done something that hurt Xuanmen Sect, you have to take it back for punishment, and I can't hide it." Xingtang elder said without changing his face.

After the Xingtang elder said this, a few second- and third-rate Japanese masters immediately raised the knife in their hands, yelled at them, and then slaughtered the old ways of Xingtang. come.

When the other party was more than ten meters away from the group of people in the Xingtang, an old way suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of the group of second- and third-rate masters, and no one could see how the old sword was made.

In the blink of an eye, a few round heads fell on the ground, and a corpse fell straight to the ground, and the blood spurted out of Lao Gao.

In a moment, the old way of killing people was finished, and he returned to the crowd again in a flash, stood motionless, and retracted his sword, as if nothing had happened.

The old way seemed to be a tree that had never been moved, but the opponent's person died four or five, and the corpse sank to the ground, bloody.

This is the strength of Xuanmenzong's Great Xingtang.

When the wind blew, he lifted up the dozens of shabby old road robes and hunted.

Thirteen people, that is, thirteen killing machines, there was an inexplicable extra killing air, which made people fearful.

The Japanese practitioners panicked immediately.

What happened just now...

How those people fell... Many people didn't see clearly.

Are these people the devil?

The rest of the Japanese practitioners who wanted to get close to the Great Xing Hall couldn't help but back off a few steps, finally knowing that the people of Xuanmen Sect were really hard to provoke.

"Xuanmenzong's Great Punishment Hall came out on business and arrested the murderer Miyamoto Taro. If it was blocked, it would be the fate of these people!" Xingtang elder pointed to the dead bodies that fell on the ground.

"Baga, these people are so arrogant that they want to arrest demigods in our Da Japan. I really think we Da Japan practitioners are afraid that they won't succeed!" An old man from Shikisui Hachiman Palace suddenly walked out, holding it in his hand. A sharp Japanese sword.

This old man is not simple, his name is Hirayama Ryuta, a descendant of a Japanese ascetic family, and the knife in his hand is even more not simple. It is Japan's top ten famous knives, and there is a thunderous name called Reche.

This Leiqie was the saber used by the famous Japanese Tachibana Doyuki during the Warring States Period. It is rumored that this sword kills without seeing blood, and when it wields it there is thunder, it is invincible and extremely sharp.

Ryuta Hirayama raised the famous sword Lei Che and slowly approached the Xuanmenzong's Xingtang elder, taking every step with extreme caution, and seemed to challenge the strength of Xuanmenzong's Great Xingtang.

The sword behind the Xingtang elder buzzed for a while, and it was ready to go. Before the sword was out of its sheath, an old Xingtang walked out and stood in front of the Xingtang elder. A wooden sword was taken out of his body and placed in front of the Xingtang elder.

Na Reche looked at the wooden sword in the old Dao's hand, suddenly annoyed.

Uncle, what the hell, I have ten famous knives in my hand, you actually have a wooden sword to deal with me?

That’s all about the wooden sword, but the wooden sword in the hands of the old Taoist is just like a joke, just like a wooden sword in a child’s hand. The workmanship is extremely rough, as if he took a piece of wood and chopped it at will. After cutting it a few times, it looked like a wooden sword. It didn't even have a blade, let alone any sharpness.

Hirayama Ryuta felt that this old way was humiliating himself.

However, he was wrong. This old way is even more difficult. He has cultivated to the point where there is no sword in his hand and there is a sword in his heart. As long as the sword intent is reached, everything can be a sword. He could have used a wooden stick to make a sword. A wooden sword looked at him very highly.

Ryuta Hirayama, who was so embarrassed and furious, took a few steps quickly, and the Japanese sword in his hand was slammed up fiercely. There was a sound of wind and thunder, and he was powerful, and slashed towards the master of the Great Xingtang holding the wooden sword.

This Hirayama Takata just appeared, but also relying on his powerful cultivation base, at least the realm of ghosts and immortals.

With a knife on it, thunder exploded.

Then the old Dao handed out a sword, and his spiritual power was instantly poured into the wooden sword, and it collided with the famous knife Leiqi in his hand.

With a loud noise of "clang", the thunder sword suddenly quaked, Hirayama Takashi trembles all over, and he retreats several steps...