"Jiang Tian, be careful!" Chen Jiafu was so shocked that his legs turned to jelly, and his face turned red.
"It's over! It's over! Jiang Tian is finished! "
Yuan Ning covered her eyes, not daring to watch the tragic scene that was about to unfold. As a result, she missed the most exciting scene.
Jiang Tian's face was calm and cold as he raised his right arm and spread his five fingers.
"Master of Gold!"
He could control all metal elements!
Many people only felt a strong and irresistible suction force suddenly attacking them. It was as if there was an invisible sumo wrestler grabbing their guns and blades and pulling them over. The guns and blades all flew out of their hands and flew towards Jiang Tian.
Some people were not willing to let go, and were actually dragged up into the air by this force.
Jiang Tian waved his hand, and the guns and swords shot back at them like a gust of wind.
Jiang Tian could control the metal elements. That was the power of the Heavenly Dao. How terrifying was that?
The guns and swords turned into the most violent cannonballs and smashed into the Yamaguchi-gumi members.
Bang!
Whoosh!
Splat!
The Yamaguchi-gumi members were even more miserable this time. Some of their chests caved in, and their heads exploded like watermelons. Some of their limbs were chopped off by the swords …
This time, more than forty Yamaguchi-gumi members were killed in an unnatural manner.
These members usually practiced Karate and Kendo. They were usually arrogant in Japan and South Korea, and each of them could take on seven or eight people. However, in front of Jiang Tian, they were as weak as chickens and dogs.
"What? Is he a Demon God? "
Everyone stood there dumbfounded, forgetting to attack and even forgetting to run.
It was as if all the noise had been absorbed by an invisible sponge, leaving behind only a still image.
"Master is so powerful. He's like a god …"
In the distance, Li Jinzhu's eyes were filled with fascination. She wanted nothing more than to kneel down and worship Jiang Tian.
"Sigh, Master Kang is so amazing. This time, he will definitely turn the tide and save Tan Jun's family!"
Li Jianxi's body trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists again.
His eyes were filled with admiration, shock, ecstasy, excitement, and anticipation … Many complicated emotions flashed past.
"So, there is such a powerful person in this world!"
Yuan Ning's fingers peeked out. She also saw this shocking scene and felt dizzy.
What she saw today was the most unbelievable thing that she had seen in more than thirty years. It completely overturned her worldview.
"How are you going to rob …"
"With my fists!"
Half an hour ago...
Chen Jiafu still felt that Jiang Tian's words were nonsense, but now Chen Jiafu discovered that Jiang Tian's words were not exaggerated in the slightest.
With this kind of strength, he was like a god. Wouldn't it be easy for him to obtain hundreds of millions of riches?
"All of you! I'm going to kill this bastard! "
A loud roar was heard. A figure holding a katana jumped out of the cave on the cliff. Like a big bird, he rushed towards the palace where Jiang Tian was.
Many of the Yamaguchi-gumi members turned around to take a look. All of them revealed expressions of reverence and ecstasy as they exclaimed in surprise.
"Miyamoto-san!"
"Miyamoto-san has made his move!"
"This is great. This guy is no match for him!"
They instantly became confident and retreated, leaving the battlefield to this famous kendo master.
There were many Kendo schools in Japan, and they were known as the top ten Kendo schools.
The Beichen One Sword School that Jiang Tian encountered was the most popular and had the most disciples. The Niten One Sword School that Miyamoto Takeo belonged to was the most powerful Kendo school in Japan.
This school's swordsmanship was difficult to cultivate, but once mastered, it was extremely lethal.
Although there weren't many disciples, every one of them was extremely talented and powerful.
Miyamoto Takeo was in his forties, but he had already reached the perfected level of Kendo Grandmaster.
He was one of the top ten Kendo students in Japan and was many times more powerful than Chiba Masao and Chiba Masao that Jiang Tian had killed.
Miyamoto Takeo leaped from the roofs of the halls like an eagle and reached the hall where Jiang Tian was in a blink of an eye. He stood on top of a bronze cauldron.
The bronze cauldron was an antique that had been around for hundreds of years. It was made of bronze and was extremely heavy. It was used by Lord Tanjun and his followers to pray for blessings. It was as big as a water tank and weighed at least three thousand pounds.
"Who are you? How dare you kill a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi?"
He was wearing a dark blue Kendo suit and wooden clogs. A long katana and a short katana were hanging from his waist.
His sharp eyebrows, aquiline nose, and glittering eyes gave him a sinister and powerful aura.
His straight back made him look like an unsheathed sword. He was surrounded by a murderous aura.
"You don't have the right to know my name!"
Jiang Tianleng snorted and smiled disdainfully. "I kill the Japanese like I'm killing chickens and dogs!"
"How dare you!"
Miyamoto Takeo was enraged.
The bronze cauldron that weighed more than a thousand pounds shot through the air toward Jiang Tian like a cannon.
"F * ck!"
"What the f * ck? A bronze cauldron that weighs a few thousand pounds …"
Chen Jiafu and Yuan Ning cursed at the same time. Their eyes widened in shock.
After witnessing Jiang Tian's power, they knew that Jiang Tian was not an ordinary person.
This Japanese Kendo Swordsman was not an ordinary person either. He was the same kind of person as Jiang Tian.
They were worried again.
This person should be more powerful than Jiang Tian and might even be able to kill Jiang Tian.
"Oh my god!"
"I heard that Mr. Miyamoto Takeo is already a Kendo Master. He's as powerful as the Grandmasters of Hua Xia!"
Many Kendo masters, ninjas, and Yamaguchi-gumi were looking at Miyamoto Takeo with reverence. His strength was far beyond their imagination. He was too powerful.
Like a cannonball, the bronze cauldron soared into the sky with a sharp whistling sound, and smashed down like a huge meteorite.
"Haha, that's all you got? Today, I'll show you the power of a Hua Xia Overlord! "
Jiang Tian smirked and hit the air with his finger.
Whoosh!
A sharp finger beam shot out, and with a loud bang, the bronze cauldron shattered like a piece of paper.
It was like a grenade had exploded. Countless bronze shards flew in all directions like shrapnel, cutting through the wind and snow.
Dozens of Japanese who were watching the battle were pierced by the shards and fell to the ground like bloody gourds.
"Awesome!"
Chen Jiafu's eyes were filled with shock as he let out a long breath. The way he looked at Jiang Tian was like how a believer would look at a god.
"Awesome!"
This time, Yuan Ning's view was surprisingly consistent with Chen Jiafu's.
"Jinzhu, you've made the right choice this time. There's hope for our Tanjun bloodline!"
Li Jianxi's face was filled with relief.
"He is a godlike man!" Li Jinzhu's eyes were full of admiration. Her chest heaved up and down.
Seeing this, Miyamoto Takeo's sinister eyes flashed. He wrinkled his aquiline nose and said in shock, "This is the True Qi of Huaxia. Are you a Grandmaster?"
"Scared? Kill yourself if you're scared! "
Jiang Tian looked at Miyamoto Takeo indifferently as if he was looking at an ant.
"Humph! We Japanese have the spirit of Samurai. We're not afraid of death. We'll never be like you Hua Xia people! "
Miyamoto Takeo snorted and stomped on the ground. His body was as agile as a dragon. He rose to twenty meters above Jiang Tian and slashed down with his sword.
"Net of a Thousand Blades!"
As the sword slashed down, the world was filled with murderous intent. Rays of sharp blade aura connected with each other and formed a net. It covered twenty meters of space and slashed down at Jiang Tian.
"Net of a Thousand Blades!"
"Too powerful!"
"One blade can cut through metal, not to mention ten thousand blades. Even if this kid is made of iron, he will be smashed into meat paste!"
A group of people exclaimed in shock. They admired Miyamoto Takeo and thought that Jiang Tian was dead meat this time.
Among the elites guarding Tanjun's family, Chen Fan was the strongest.
Other than Anpei Qingkong, no one was more powerful than Miyamoto Takeo in terms of combat power.
"Child's play! Do you Japanese Martial Artists only have this kind of rubbish? "
Jiang Tian smirked.
Miyamoto Takeo was so angry that he wanted to yell at Chen Fan. But in the next second, his face was filled with shock.
Jiang Tianxin reached out and grabbed the Ten Thousand Blades Net with his bare hands. It was as if he was tearing apart a piece of cloth.
Crash! With a loud sound, the many blade lights all shattered, turning into a mass of chaotic aura and exploding one after another.
"How … how is this possible?"
Miyamoto Takeo's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Each of his Net of a Thousand Blades was extremely sharp and could split a small car in half.
There were so many of them, but this kid could tear them apart with his bare hands. Was he still human?
"If this is all you have, then stop wasting my time. It's time to end this!"
Jiang Tian stomped his feet and floated in the air. He closed in on Miyamoto Takeo with his hands behind his back.
"This man is a demon. Let's not talk about justice. Let's attack him together!" Miyamoto Takeo shouted and pounced on Jiang Tian.
"He is a monster. Let's slay him together!"
Many Japanese Kendo and Ninjutsu masters leaped up and attacked Jiang Tian together.
"Ghost Shadow Nine Kills!"
An intermediate-level ninja, Takeda Nagafu, covered his face with a mask. His aura was as dark as a viper's.
He formed a series of hand seals with both of his hands. His body suddenly split into nine figures, each with different postures and moves. They charged at Jiang Tian from all directions.
Bang!
Jiang Tian didn't dodge at all. He punched one of the figures in the chest.
"How did you find out my real body?"
Takeda Nagafu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief.
Bang!
Jiang Tian didn't care about him at all. He stomped his foot down from the sky and turned his chest into meat paste. Then, he rose into the air again.
Poor Takeda Nagafu died with his eyes wide open.
Even in the end, he couldn't figure out how Jiang Tian could tell the difference between his real body and his clone.
After that, Jiang Tian started to take the initiative to attack, and he attacked repeatedly. He was like a peerless swordsman who killed people with every step he took, and he reaped the lives of many ninjas and sword experts at will.
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