"You keep an eye on him. I'm going to meet Long Zhijie." Seeing Yagyuu Ryuuke slowly float up from the opposite warship, Ye Fan turned his head and said to the man in white beside Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
Obviously, the "he" he was talking about was Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
Although the man in white was extremely powerful, in terms of Spiritual Qi Cultivation, his Spiritual Qi was not as strong as his. Since Yagyuu Ryuuke was the reincarnation of a black dragon, his Spiritual Qi Cultivation could be imagined. If the man in white fought, he would definitely be at a disadvantage in terms of Spiritual Qi. Moreover, he had been with Matsumoto Takeyoshi for many years and was familiar with Matsumoto Takeyoshi's temperament. He was the most suitable person to protect Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
As for Long Zhijie, whose Spiritual Qi was overbearing, he would deal with him, who had the same profound Spiritual Qi.
It was fair and reasonable to use Spiritual Qi against Spiritual Qi.
After listening to Ye Fan's words, the man in white with a white veil turned his head to look at Ye Fan and nodded slightly.
Since the man in green had been seriously injured, he had been responsible for Matsumoto Takeyoshi's safety. If he left Matsumoto Takeyoshi to deal with Yagyuu Ryuuke, he would definitely be worried about Matsumoto Takeyoshi and would not be able to concentrate on the battle.
"Hong Ji, take care of Xiao Zhao," Ye Fan said as he reached out and took Baihu out of the hat and handed her to Akatsuki.
"Woo …" Baihu sobbed while scratching and kicking Ye Fan's hands. She was unwilling to leave Ye Fan.
This time, she clearly felt the strength of Ye Fan's opponent.
Long Zhijie was the reincarnation of a black dragon. The Dragon Qi on his body rose, and his Spiritual Qi was majestic and overbearing.
Although it was under Ye Fan's wide hat, the white fox was still uneasy because of the other party's aura.
If it wasn't for Ye Fan's protective spiritual energy enveloping it, it would have been scared witless and trembling like a sieve.
As a fox, it would not be able to withstand the majestic aura of a dragon, let alone the Divine Dragon under Amaterasu God!
Xiao Zhao didn't want Ye Fan to take the risk, but she couldn't say anything. She could only twist and struggle in Ye Fan's hands and kick her legs randomly.
Ye Fan tightly held onto the panicking Baihu and stuffed her into Akatsuki's hands.
He knew Xiao Zhao's intentions better than anyone else.
But today, he had to be the one to resolve this fierce battle.
After stuffing Baihu into Akatsuki's arms, Ye Fan, who was wearing a white jade mask, flicked his sleeves and slowly floated away from the warship. He went up to Yagyu Long Zhijie in the air.
"Woo …" Baihu sobbed in Akatsuki's arms. She watched Ye Fan go into danger, and her eyes were red.
Akatsuki under the mask bit her lower lip, and her beautiful eyes were wrinkled.
She stroked and comforted Baihu in her arms while praying the name of Amaterasu God in her heart.
"Amaterasu God, this man is not a bad person. He has his reasons for doing this. Please bless him and keep him safe. Please." Akatsuki prayed secretly in her heart.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi's face showed an imperceptible smile.
Everything was going according to his expectations.
When the sandpiper and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.
Now, he was just waiting to watch a good show.
Long Zhijie and Ye Fan stopped in the middle of the sea between the two warships. They were less than ten feet away from each other.
Both of them wore white robes and stood facing each other.
The handsome Long Zhijie's white robe fluttered in the wind, and his black hair swayed in the wind. Ye Fan's white jade mask fluttered in the wind, and his silver hair flew high.
At this time, the sea was already blowing in all directions, and the waves were raging.
Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky. Occasionally, a few bolts of lightning shuttled through the dark clouds in the distance, and a few muffled thunders sounded.
A rainstorm was coming!
"This is the second time we've met, right?" Long Zhijie smiled and spoke first.
"Yes." Ye Fan calmly replied.
"Are you from the Great Ming Dynasty?" Long Zhijie asked again.
"Yes." Ye Fan said.
"I didn't expect to meet you here, and in this way." Long Zhijie said with a smile.
"I didn't expect it either." Ye Fan replied.
"Are you going to stand up for Matsumoto Takeyoshi this time?" Long Zhijie glanced sideways and asked.
"Yes." Ye Fan replied.
"You have such supreme cultivation. Why are you willing to be his lackey?" Long Zhijie asked.
"This is my business. It has nothing to do with you." Ye Fan calmly said.
"This is Japan's business. You're from the Great Ming Dynasty. The one who has nothing to do with this should be you." Long Zhijie was eloquent.
"This is the Great Ming Dynasty's sea, not the Japanese's battlefield. If you want to fight, go back to the Japanese. Don't cause trouble here," Ye Fan replied coldly. "The Great Ming Dynasty's people care about the Great Ming Dynasty's matters. How can you say that it has nothing to do with me?"
Ye Fan's eloquence was not inferior to Long Zhijie's.
"You saw it too. Matsumoto Takeyoshi has openly rebelled. I'm here to bring him back." Long Zhijie calmly said.
"That's Japan's business. It has nothing to do with me." Ye Fan once again replied.
"You …" Long Zhijie was rendered speechless by Ye Fan's words.
Ye Fan's gaze was cold as he quietly looked at Long Zhijie.
"Looks like you're determined to be my enemy today?" Long Zhijie raised his eyebrows and asked.
"That will depend on what Mr. Long does." Ye Fan coldly replied.
"Alright. I'd like to see if you can stop me today!" Long Zhijie narrowed his eyes and said.
Since the young man in front of him was determined to be Matsumoto Takeyoshi's lackey, he could only be merciless.
"You can try." Ye Fan's gaze was cold as he calmly said.
Whoosh! Long Zhijie stretched out his arms and flipped his palms. His palms faced the sky as he slowly raised them.
Whoosh … As Long Zhijie flipped his palms, the Ship Wuji that Matsumoto Takeyoshi was on was instantly lifted up by the seawater and slowly rose.
Below the ship, a shockingly huge wall of water slowly surged out of the sea and lifted the ship that weighed over a hundred thousand jin into the air.
Long Zhijie was expressionless as he stared at Ye Fan with his eagle-like eyes. His palms continued to rise.
One had to know that he was the reincarnation of the Black Dragon. He was born with the divine ability to control seawater.
Since the cannons were useless, he directly used the ability to overturn the seas and rivers to lift Matsumoto Takeyoshi's ship into the air before ruthlessly slamming it down.
Creak … The Ship Wuji let out an ear-piercing sound as it was forcefully lifted sixty to seventy feet into the air by the wall of water. Moreover, it was still rising.
On the ship, the white-robed man reached out to support the shocked Matsumoto Takeyoshi. His gaze was resolute as he did not move an inch.
Whoosh … whoosh … whoosh …
The hundreds of ninjas on the deck of the ship pulled out their swords and directly stabbed them into the deck to stabilize themselves.
What powerful strength! Ye Fan turned his head to the side and looked at the rising Wuji.
This Long Zhijie was indeed the reincarnation of the Black Dragon. He actually had the ability to overturn the seas and rivers.
If the ship continued to rise like this, it would be strange if Matsumoto Takeyoshi's ship did not fall apart.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan flipped his palms and turned them downwards. At the same time, he activated the powerful spiritual energy in his body and slapped the water beneath his feet.
Whoosh … Two gigantic palms of Five Colored Spiritual Energy that were over thirty meters long instantly shot out from Ye Fan's palms and charged straight toward the sea below!
Boom … White light flashed everywhere as the five colors burst forth. The two gigantic palms of light ruthlessly bombarded the surface of the sea.
Boom … The vast sea surface was hit by Ye Fan's palms of light, instantly creating huge ripples that rapidly spread out like a shockwave.
Bang! When the shockingly fast ripples reached the bottom of the Wuji, the massive wall of seawater instantly exploded from the impact of this tremendous force!
Whoosh … The shattered wall of water fell back into the sea.
Creak … After losing the support of the wall of water, Ship Wuji, which was already more than ten feet above the sea surface, immediately began to free-fall from the sky.
Boom … Huge waves splashed everywhere as Ship Wuji, which weighed more than a hundred thousand kilograms, heavily smashed into the surface of the sea, creating countless splashes.
Fortunately, this ship had been strengthened more than ten times. Otherwise, it would definitely break apart this time.
After the ship stabilized, the white-robed man released Matsumoto Takeyoshi.
Matsumoto Takeyoshi's expression was solemn.
He did not expect Long Zhijie to have such strength. He also did not expect Ye Fan's spiritual energy cultivation to have reached such a level.
These two people would definitely become his stumbling blocks in the future. He had to get rid of them as soon as possible.
Akatsuki's beautiful eyes were tightly knitted. Yamada Keiko's brows were also tightly knitted.
The two of them did not expect the two of them to have such battle strength.
Yamada Keiko was worried that Long Zhijie would be injured. She held onto her sword and stared at Long Zhijie. Akatsuki was worried that Ye Fan would be at a disadvantage. She held onto her sword and stared at Ye Fan without blinking.
The two of them wore red clothes and held onto red swords. They looked at each other from a distance, worried for the man they loved.
In mid-air, Long Zhijie made his move again.
He placed his palms together in front of his chest. He narrowed his eyes and gathered his spiritual energy.
Weng … White light erupted from Long Zhijie's palms, and a dazzling white ball of spiritual energy appeared.
The ball of light was nine inches in size. It was as white as snow, and it radiated light in all directions.
Weng … Seeing Long Zhijie gather his spiritual energy, Ye Fan did not dare to be negligent. He also activated the tyrannical spiritual energy in his body.
His five fingers curled into claws, and a resplendent silver ball of light gathered in his palm.
The ball of light was more than seven inches long. Red, purple, white, gold, and green colors intertwined as it slowly rotated.
"Tyrant Dragon Art!" Long Zhijie's white robes fluttered as he was enveloped by the spiritual energy light in his hand. His hair and beard soared into the sky as he fiercely pushed the ball of light in his palm towards Ye Fan and shouted fiercely!
"Mysterious Heaven Palm!" Ye Fan's battle robes fluttered in the wind as he wore a white jade mask. His silver hair fluttered as he pushed the five-colored ball of spirit energy in his hand forward.
Whoosh …
A one-foot-thick white beam of light gushed out from Long Zhijie's palm and spun toward Ye Fan.
The white beam of light was dazzling, like a white dragon roaring with its head held high.
Whoosh …
At the same time, a one-foot-thick silver beam of light shot out from Ye Fan's palm. It was wrapped in five colors, like a silver dragon wrapped in five-colored Auspicious Clouds.
Boom … With a loud noise, the two beams of light that gushed out from both palms met in the air.
White light burst out, silver dust splashed, and five-colored light fragments swirled in the air.
At the intersection of the two beams of light, light splashed in all directions. It was very beautiful.
Whoosh … Long Zhijie's expression did not change. The supreme spiritual energy in his palm flowed endlessly.
Weng … Ye Fan's gaze was calm, and the tyrannical spiritual energy in his palm flowed endlessly.
One was the reincarnation of a black dragon with unparalleled true power. The other was the reincarnation of an Eldritch with unparalleled spiritual energy.
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