She looked to be in her thirties. She had a beautiful face and a cold temperament. Her beautiful eyes were clear and sharp. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail. She was dressed in a neat white kendo robe. She looked valiant and exuded a sharp aura. She was like a peerless swordswoman who had walked out of a warrior novel.
"Kang Tae-chu is a cultivator of both Dharma Spells and Martial Arts. Why would he want to take away the Soul Guiding Flute?" Momoi Routarou said lightly.
"Is he trying to steal the Shikigami? How is that possible? Can he control it? "Sasaki Kaisha asked in surprise.
"He is here!"
Before Momoi Routarou had time to explain, his expression suddenly changed slightly. His eyes were like lightning as he stared at the three figures on the mountain path like arrows.
"They are so fast!" Akagi Shin's face changed drastically as he exclaimed.
Two of the figures shot toward them like whistling arrows.
They could cross hundreds of meters in one leap. At this speed, it would only take them three minutes to reach them.
"Hua Xia guests from afar, please come here for a rest!"
Momoi Routarou exhaled. His voice was like raging waves beating the shore, pushing down horizontally and echoing in the mountains for a long time.
"He is here!"
"Could it be that he really took the Soul Guiding Flute for the sake of his Shikigami?"
At that moment, many Japanese Overlords also noticed Jiang Tian's figure. Their expressions changed drastically as they were shocked.
"Hehe, are you here to kill me? Then be prepared to be killed. Wash your neck and wait for me to chop it off! "
A powerful voice blasted into the sky like a heavy cannon.
Every note shot into the sky like a cannonball and collided with Momoi Routarou's sound waves.
The two sound waves met in the mountains. Instantly, it was as if an invisible explosion had occurred. The trees shook violently, the mountain rocks rolled, and the feathers of the birds in the mountains fluttered. They fell to the ground one after another. They were actually turned into meat paste by the violent sound waves.
"I have heard that Master Kang is a cultivator of both Dharma Spells and Martial Arts. He is very powerful. Today, I have seen it with my own eyes."
Momoi Routarou's face showed a hint of admiration, but his eyes were serious.
He knew that this was the strongest opponent he had ever faced in his life.
Perhaps even he would not be able to suppress Kang Tae-chu. Only if everyone worked together would they have a chance of killing this person.
Jiang Tian said this in Japanese. In the next moment, his body suddenly rose to a height of several hundred meters. Then, he stepped on the air and crossed a distance of two to three hundred meters with each step. He landed on the Sword Dispelling Platform in just three steps.
The Incantation of Truth from his mouth was the law!
Walking in the air, a hundred meters in one step?
Seeing this scene, the expressions of many Japanese experts changed, and they were shocked.
Even in Japan, where cultivation was flourishing, the number of people who could perform this kind of movement technique and speed could be counted on two hands!
Even if a young man in his early twenties was extremely talented, and even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it was still inconceivable that he could comprehend such a great divine ability at such a young age.
"This person must be a monster!"
"That's right. Today, everyone will swarm forward and fight side by side. We will work together to slay the evil!"
"It's best to keep his divine soul and let Master Kamo refine him into a new shikigami to serve Japan!"
Many Japanese people whispered to each other and gritted their teeth. They looked at Jiang Tian with hostility.
"Damn Chinese pig. You don't know what's good for you. The one who will die today will be you!"
"How dare you be so rude to the Sword Sage. You deserve to die!"
"Hua Xia people are just a bunch of ants. Ants should have the self-awareness of ants. You have killed too many Japanese. Kneel on the ground and commit suicide to atone for your sins!"
"If you commit suicide, we might leave your corpse intact. Otherwise, hehe …"
Some hot-tempered Japanese experts even pointed at Jiang Tian and shouted angrily.
Even though they knew that Jiang Tian was very strong, their prejudice against Hua Xia would not change.
In history, the cultivation world of the two countries had many bloody impulses. In their bones, they looked down on Hua Xia people and viewed Hua Xia people as an inferior race.
So what if Kang Tae-chu was strong?
He had defeated Nomiya Shrine, destroyed several Japanese patrol ships, and killed many Japanese experts. He had already committed a capital offense. Today, he had even attacked Nomiya Shrine and dared to speak so arrogantly in front of the Sword Sage!
He was extremely arrogant and did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
As the president of the Sakura Society, Momoi Routarou's status was too high. Even if the leader of Japan wanted to meet the Sword Sage, Momoi Routarou, he would have to make an appointment in advance and present an invitation card before he could meet the Sword Sage!
A lowly Hua Xia person and a Chinese monkey dared to offend the Sword Sage, the president of the Sakura Society. Wasn't he courting death?
"Noisy! Trash like you don't deserve to be killed by me! "
Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and let out a low roar. He used the Demonic Dragon Roar and waves of air blasted out in all directions.
Kaboom! With a loud sound, several large trees that required a person to wrap their arms around collapsed. Wood fibers and debris flew everywhere. More than a dozen Japanese experts spurted blood from their seven orifices and fell to the ground, unconscious.
The sound wave attack was like thousands of cannons firing at the same time. It was unstoppable and destroyed everything in its path.
Other than Momoi Routarou and a few other top experts, the others retreated one after another. They felt so disgusted that they wanted to die. Fortunately, they did not vomit blood.
Seeing this, Momoi Routarou's pupils suddenly shrank. He shouted in a low voice, "Kang Tae-chu, do you know that you have committed a great disaster by killing the experts of Nomiya Shrine and destroying the Japanese patrol ships?"
"Great disaster? Haha, so what if I killed a few Japanese? So what if I destroyed a few patrol ships? "
Jiang Tian interrupted with a calm expression, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, he approached the crowd and said coldly, "In my opinion, it's far from enough!"
"What? Far from enough? Could it be that Kang Tae-chu, you really want to destroy Nomiya Shrine? "
Momoi Routarou questioned with a serious expression. His aura rose steadily, and a monstrous pressure pushed out toward Jiang Tian.
"Wrong! I want to destroy the Four Major Shrines of Japan! Destroy the Sakura Society! "
Jiang Tian's expression was calm as he said calmly, "So what if I kill you, the Prime Minister of the East Ocean Emperor? So what if I sink a small island country like Japan? "
Jiang Tian was not exaggerating. Not to mention becoming a god, even after becoming a deity, he had the power to move mountains and fill seas.
He could pierce a planet with a sword and shatter the sun with a punch!
But Momoi Routarou was displeased. His blood surged, and his face turned red. He shouted, "Kang Tae-chu, you are really as arrogant as the rumors say. Do you know that even the War God of Hua Xia, Ye Zhantian, dares not speak like this in front of me, the Sword Sage of Japan!"
"Sword Sage? Bah! "
Jiang Tian spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at Momoi Routarou.
Smack!
The thick phlegm was spat on Momoi Routarou's face.
Who would have thought that before a duel between masters, someone would spit? Momoi Routarou was caught off guard and did not dodge.
He, who had always loved cleanliness, was so disgusted that he almost stopped breathing. He was so angry that he almost fainted.
"How can you spit?"
"Hua Xia is known as the land of etiquette. How can you be so vulgar and rude?"
Momoi Routarou quickly took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it several times. He did not attack immediately, but roared and questioned angrily.
"Who said that this is not etiquette?"
Jiang Tian said righteously, "This is the rule of Hua Xia's martial arts world. Before a battle, spit on the opponent's face to show contempt. It's the same as the western gentleman throwing white gloves on the opponent's face before a duel!"
"Is that so? If that's the case, then we have to learn it! "Momoi Routarou asked the people beside him in confusion.
"Maybe …" The people beside him were speechless. At this time, was it necessary to care about such details?
"Don't interrupt my humiliation of you! Where did the humiliation stop? "Jiang Tian waved his hand.
Beside him, Dugu Xiao interrupted, "He introduced himself and said that he is the Sword Sage of Japan!"
"Yes, you are the Sword Sage of Japan. Bah!"
Jiang Tian said disdainfully, "You really know how to flatter yourself. You are still shameless enough to call yourself a Sword Sage when you are dancing around with a broken iron plate. What a disgrace!"
"Good, good, good! Kang Tae-chu, you are really arrogant! "
Momoi Routarou was so angry that he almost fainted. The hand holding the hilt tightened again, and his knuckles turned slightly white.
The lacquer on the scabbard was mottled, and the carvings were blurred. It was thick and simple, exuding an aura of vicissitudes.
However, those who had some understanding of the Japanese martial arts world did not dare to underestimate this treasured sword. They would tremble in fear and worship at the sight of it.
The ancient sword Qingtong was made by the Japanese blacksmith Takeshi Sakumura during the Heian period. It was ranked eighth among the top ten swords in Japan.
Although it was not as famous as Muramasa, who was known as Japan's number one "Demon Sword", in terms of lethality … it was probably above Muramasa.
This was because Muramasa had always been carried by famous generals like Toyotomi Hideyoshi and Tokugawa Ieyasu. Those who were killed were the leaders of ambitious and ruthless people.
As for the Qingtong Sword, it had been passed through many Japanese kendo experts in history. The people it killed were all ruffians like Saito Mikuro and Okita Soki, who were kendo experts and wanderers.
Momoi Routarou narrowed his eyes and said, "Very well. Today, I will show you the true power of Japanese Kendo!" The next moment, the green blade was unsheathed.
No one saw how he made his move. A ray of green light shot up into the sky and slashed down like a mountain.
At the same time, an extremely sharp, surging Blade Qi instantly wreaked havoc. The Blade Qi was earth-shattering.
"Hmm? I didn't expect such a powerful weapon to exist in a small place like Japan! "Jiang Tian exclaimed.
This Qingtong Saber had once drunk the blood of heroes and cut down the souls of giants. It had already formed a terrifying Saber Soul. It had used blood and souls to turn an ordinary sword into a Dharma Artifact.
Within the Blade Soul, the Malice Qi was heavy, the murderous intent was sharp, and the smell of blood was thick. It had already reached the level of "soaked in the blood of millions".
This formed an incomparably powerful spiritual deterrence!
If an ordinary Transcendent Master saw this sword, his momentum would be weakened by seventy percent and he would not be able to exert half of his combat power.
If an ordinary person saw this, they would not even have the courage to resist or run away.
"This sword can't be destroyed. The Soul Energy can be absorbed!"
Jiang Tian was delighted to see this, and he threw a simple punch at the saber Qi.
Crack!
The sound was so ear-piercing that it made people's eardrums ache and teeth ache.
Under Jiang Tian's punch, the saber-lights were shattered like paper, turning into fragments.
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