Many Japanese Overlords were also affected. Once they came into contact with a drop of the black Qi, a deep hole would appear on their bodies.
The hole continued to spread and their flesh turned into blood. In a blink of an eye, they had stopped struggling and turned into a pile of bones.
In a blink, a dozen more people had fallen to the ground.
Furthermore, the shockwave swept out in all directions. Even a helicopter weighing several tons in the distance slid several meters away. Even the many array stones of the soul array were destroyed.
After the array that stimulated the Battle Will disappeared, the red in the eyes of the remaining Japanese Overlords disappeared. Their Divine Souls returned to their original positions and their consciousness became clear again.
When they saw the corpses and blood all over the ground, they all cried out in shock and retreated. They were scared witless.
The scene was a mess.
Blood and flesh were everywhere and bodies were piled up. The smell of blood and cruelty made everyone's heart beat faster.
"What! He is so powerful! "
Ishii Yulian's face was as pale as a sheet and her body trembled. She was terrified and felt her heart ache.
What was frightening was that Jiang Tian's cultivation was too heaven-defying.
Even the Dragon-snaring Lasso and the Five Poison Heart Burning Tea couldn't stop him and his power didn't decrease at all. None of the Kendo Masters, Eerie Ninjas and Onmyoji could defeat him.
What made her feel sad was that the Hejia Clan ninjas and the Kendo Niten Ichi-ryu had suffered heavy casualties, but the Yamaguchi-gumi had suffered the most.
Dozens of top fighters had died, which was the most serious defeat the Yamaguchi-gumi had suffered since its formation.
After this battle, the Yamaguchi-gumi had lost all its elites and would only be a third-rate gang.
Compared to the Italian Mafia, the Big Circle, and the Mexican Holy Church, there was a difference.
"Hm! The number one Grandmaster in Hua Xia and the third Overlord on the Dark Roll is indeed powerful!"
"Very well. I will use the Niten Ichi-ryu's Kendo to challenge you. Let's see who is more powerful!"
At this time, Nagaru Miyamoto's eyes flickered as he approached Jiang Tian step by step. His voice was filled with murderous intent.
"Master Miyamoto is finally going to attack!"
"Master Miyamoto, please kill this bastard!"
Everyone present cried out in surprise and knelt down. Their faces were filled with excitement and shock as if they were worshipping a god.
Even Ishii Yulian and Hattori Hanzo looked excited and expectant, unable to maintain their calm.
Nagaru Miyamoto, the current master of Niten Ryu, was a Kendo Grand Teacher.
Niten Ryu Ryu was a very powerful school in Japan. It was known for its offense, and it even surpassed the Northstar One Blade School.
As the Sect Master and a Sword Dao Grand Teacher, he was second only to the Sword Saint and Sword God in the world of Japanese Kendo. His power was comparable to a Half Immortal State Warrior or even an Immortal State Warrior.
If the martial arts world of Hua Xia were to be compared, the masters of martial arts families such as Hong Tianzhao, Wei Shuofeng, and Mo Haoxiong, who lived in the secular world, would be slightly inferior. Perhaps only the elite disciples of semi-hidden sects such as Diancang and Wudang could be on par with them.
Nagaki Miyamoto's footsteps were very steady. Step by step, he walked into the field. His figure was as majestic as a mountain, incomparably dignified, as if no one could shake him.
However, the murderous intent in his eyes made him look like a peerless sword that had been unsheathed.
"He is Nagaki Miyamoto? He is a master! I am afraid that he is on par with the elite disciples of some sects in Hua Xia! "
Qin Zongheng's face paled.
Even though Nagaki Miyamoto hadn't made a move yet, he and the other Overlords of the Condor Team could feel the overwhelming pressure.
The bones in their bodies creaked as if their chests were going to collapse in the next moment. They couldn't help but retreat more than ten meters away.
"Niten Ryu Ryu? You are just a piece of garbage. I will let you know that you Japanese don't deserve to use a sword! "
However, Jiang Tian was still calm. He looked at Nagaki Miyamoto with disdain as if he were a three-year-old kid who dared to provoke a brawny man.
"Kang Tae-chu, you are too arrogant! You don't know the power of Japanese Kendo! "
Nagaki Miyamoto was enraged by Chen Fan's words.
Bang! The deck shook violently and a deep footprint was left behind on the deck.
His body was as agile as a dragon as he climbed to a height of ten meters. Then, he drew out his katana and slashed downward.
"Niten Ryu Ryu, Moon Set, Crows Cry and Frost Fill the Sky!"
He slashed with the blade.
A bright moon formed from sword qi suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, and it was like an enormous silver plate. It was cold, gloomy, and emanated a silver radiance.
Strange phenomena appeared one after another, giving one the feeling of a bright moon rising above the sea.
Every ray of light seemed peaceful, neither warm nor fiery.
However, they were all filled with extreme killing intent. They could pierce through the body of a Transcendent State Overlord and crush a tank.
The moon-shaped Sword Qi spun and slashed towards Jiang Tian.
Wherever it passed, the air billowed, and a one-meter-wide sword mark silently appeared on the deck. It was a ghastly sight.
"You guys like to copy Hua Xia's Martial Arts. I didn't expect that you would use Hua Xia's Tang Dynasty poems as well."
Jiang Tian's face was full of disdain. The little black flying sword floating in front of his chest let out a sad cry and kept buzzing. Soon after, it broke through the air and flew out.
The little black flying sword was unbelievably fast. It was beyond the limit of human eyes.
With a shrill and ear-piercing sword whistle, it easily pierced through the full moon of sword energy with a ripping sound.
Boom! The crescent-shaped Sword Qi exploded like a grenade, causing the deck to crack and leave behind terrifying holes.
A few Japanese experts nearby were pierced by the shards. Blood gushed out as they lost their lives.
"What?"
Nagaki Miyamoto was shocked. He had never thought that Jiang Tian would be able to break his "Falling Moon Form" so easily.
But in the next moment, a black bolt of lightning appeared in his eyes, and it suddenly became bigger — the little black flying sword actually didn't lose its momentum, and continued to slash at him.
"Block it!"
Nagaki Miyamoto roared and swung the katana "Orochimaru" in his right hand. At the same time, his left hand grabbed at the air and pulled eight wind blades in front of his chest. He wanted to block Jiang Tian's sword.
But how could Jiang Tian's flying sword be so easy to block?
Bang!
With a loud bang, Orochimaru and the eight wind blades, which were created by the Japanese master refiner, shattered in an instant.
Nagaki Miyamoto flew more than ten meters away like a scarecrow and crashed into the cabin. He hung there for ten seconds before rolling down.
"This … even Nagaki Miyamoto is no match for him?"
Ishii Yulian was shocked and couldn't believe it. His scalp was numb and his chest was heaving violently.
Even Hattori Hanzo was slightly moved and his body was tense.
He decided to make a move. He was afraid that Nagaki Miyamoto alone was no match for this Hua Xia boy.
The Niten First-Rate Kendo masters were stunned.
This was the Master of the Niten First-Rate Kendo, the Great Teacher of Kendo!
His sword moves, sword momentum, sword intent, and sword Qi had all reached the level of perfection. One sword move could destroy the world, and one sword move could overlook all living things. However, his most powerful move had been broken by this Huaxia boy.
It took them a full minute to remember to help Nagaki Miyamoto up, but Nagaki Miyamoto shook them off.
Angry!
Nagaki Miyamoto was really angry!
In fact, among the four major shrines under the Sakura Kai, Nomiya Shrine was the most active in Hua Xia.
Nagaki Miyamoto, on the other hand, had entered Huaxia many times to plunder cultivation resources and assassinate politicians and rich people. Whether it was martial arts grandmasters or spell masters, he had killed more than ten of them. When had he ever suffered such a big loss?
But at this time, his clogs were gone. He was barefoot, his white Kendo suit was dirty, and his long hair was disheveled. He looked very embarrassed.
He was like a beggar on the street. Where was the demeanor of the top five Kendo Great Teacher in Japan?
"Bakayaro!"
Nagaki Miyamoto crawled to his feet and gnashed his teeth in anger. The look in his eyes was as if he wanted to skin Jiang Tian alive.
"You are very good. You can block my little black sword. So far, except for Wang Chongyan, you are the only one!"
Jiang Tian was praising, but his tone was infuriating.
It seemed that Nagaki Miyamoto should have been killed by Jiang Tian's sword. He was surprised that he could block the attack.
"You are too arrogant. Do you think your Hua Xia Martial Dao is a match for my supreme Japanese Kendo Niten Ichi-ryū?"
Nagaki Miyamoto shouted and then clenched his hands in the air. A powerful Bloodline Aura spread out from his body and formed a ten-meter long giant red Blade Aura between his fingers and palms.
"Sensei is going to use his ultimate skill!"
Seeing this, Nagaki Miyamoto's disciples exclaimed.
"Ultimate skill?" A Japanese master next to them was puzzled.
"Niten Ichi-ryū, Profound Meaning, Sacrifice!"
Nagaki Miyamoto's disciples were shocked and said word by word.
"Yes, Miyamoto used his life's blood essence to condense the Blade Qi, which instantly increased his combat strength by ten times, reaching the attack power of a real half-step into the Divine Realm. However, this is a way to deal damage to the enemy at the expense of oneself. His physique and lifespan will also be severely damaged!"
Hattori Hanzo's face was extremely solemn.
It could be said that his old friend Nagaki Miyamoto was going all out in order to kill Kang Tae-chu.
The blood-red Wind Blade crossed the sky and became more and more condensed and pure.
Nagaki Miyamoto's face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his body trembled violently!
"Blade of Sacrifice, slash!"
He took a deep breath, exhaled, and let out a thunderous roar. Holding the blood-red saber in his hand, he abruptly slashed down.
The dazzling saber light crushed the void and cut through the air. It was like a blood-red lightning striking down from the sky.
This blood-red blade was like a rainbow piercing through the sun. It seemed like even a mountain would be flattened by this blade.
This Blade of Sacrifice was extremely sharp and it was condensed from his life's cultivation.
Nagaki Miyamoto was confident that even if a tank was here, he could split it in half. No matter how strong Jiang Tian was, he was just flesh and blood. How could he resist?
"It's over. Kang Tae-chu is in danger!"
"This blade is so powerful that even Ye Zhantian would have a hard time dealing with it."
"Maybe those reclusive old monsters in Dian Cang and Wu Dang Sect might be able to resist it."
Many members of the Condor Team were worried about Jiang Tian. Even Qin Zongheng's face changed dramatically and he exclaimed.
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