The white knife marks that were cut through the air by Uemura Gangze solidified in the air, as if the air had been cut into two halves, unable to be closed again, and the backflow of true energy made a whistling sound.

The people around were already shocked beyond measure by all this, Kunochi was even more uncertain, wondering if Uemura Gangze could defeat Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian.

At this moment, Shi Jian flicked his wrist, and the last lotus flower composed of purple and green sword light solidified in the sky above, and now there are three lotus flowers composed of purple and green sword light condensed around her.

At the same time, Uemura Gangze yelled loudly, and the original messy knife marks suddenly gathered together, turning into a black dragon composed of countless knife lights, with an annihilated and chilling breath, as if there was a dragon chant resounding In general, come rushing.

Wherever they passed, the stone slabs on the street were lifted up layer by layer by the berserk breath, and some members of the three-edge group who hadn't been in a hurry to avoid them were hit by the stone slabs and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, this master of swordsmanship seems to be a little bit worse than Yamano Yidao. The surging sword-marked air dragon swept across the street, while the three purple-blue sword-mansled lotuses that were frozen in the sky swooped down and hit the air dragon. First, the first sword-mansled lotus hit the air dragon. , was crashed in an instant, the spreading air wave lifted the stone slabs on the street, and then

It was squeezed into powder again by the violent energy.

The second Jianmang lotus rushed up again. This time, although the lotus was replaced again, the air dragon was also impacted, and its speed and size weakened a bit.

"Qinglian Sword Song."

Shi Jian gave a soft snort, the purple blue sword in his hand merged with the last sword lotus in the air, turned into a sword about three meters long, and flew towards the air dragon. A cyan and a purple air flow, extremely gorgeous.

The sword slammed into the mouth of the air dragon, and immediately collided with the Taidao in the belly of the air dragon. Above each knife and sword, the air flow reversed, and the silent collision was extremely intense. In the end, all the air dragons also dissipated. All that was left was a knife and a sword colliding together.

The purple blue sword is made from the purple blue stone that Zhuo Bufan found in the Xinsu country. Even if this kind of purple blue stone is placed in the cultivation world, it can be ranked as a top-grade refining material. How can it be compared with the tip of an ordinary knife. Sure enough, a thin crack began to appear on the Taidao, and it continued to extend towards the handle. At the same time, a phantom suddenly appeared on the Ziqing sword. Although the faint phantom could not be seen clearly, but overall It has the ferocious appearance of a black wolf, biting the Taidao fiercely

.

"Crack!"

Taidao finally couldn't bear the strong pressure, and it snapped inch by inch and turned into iron filings all over the ground.

That black wolf was also the soul of the black wolf captured by Zhuo Bufan in the Xinsu Kingdom. It was originally sealed in the Ziqing sword and used as a weapon spirit. It may be that the sleeping black wolf was awakened by the fierce fighting.

"How is this possible?" Uemura Gangze showed an extremely shocked expression on his face.

The remaining Ziqing sword kept turning in mid-air, and with a move of Shi Jian's little hand, it fell back into her palm, and at the same time, a purple-cyan sword energy pierced straight out, piercing Uemura Gangze's chest.

"master!"

"Kun Ze!"

The students of Uemura Okazawa were shocked when they saw Uemura Okazawa being killed. This is a well-known kendo master in Tokyo, Japan, who was actually killed.

Not only them, Kunochi also felt fear in his heart. Uemura Gangze was his last hope, and now this last hope has perished.

"There is one more." Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent, his five fingers fell from his chest together, and a wind blade crossed dozens of meters away, beheading Kunochi's head.

The entire Chinatown was dead silent.

Long Hao, Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and others were already chilling all over their bodies, and they kept their mouths tightly shut and dared not speak.

Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian walked to the door of the restaurant, looked at Liu Yanlan and Liu Jing and said, "I have a few elixir here, proprietress, give it to your husband, it should be useful."

"Thank...thank you." Liu Yanlan took the pill and looked at Zhuo Bufan with complicated eyes.

Kunochi is dead, other businesses are naturally happy, they don't need to be squeezed by Kunochi, but at the same time everyone is a little worried, Zhuo Bufan killed so many people, the Japanese National Police Department probably will find him soon.

At this moment, the siren sounded, and more than a dozen police cars directly surrounded the entire Chinatown. The police kept coming down. When they saw the tragic situation on the street, many people were directly shocked, and some even vomited.

As the director of the Police Department, Yuta Mitsui looked at the scene in front of him anxiously. Although all the dead were gang members, they were all human lives after all. Besides, so many fatal cases occurred in the territory under his jurisdiction. I am afraid that the news will spread. Even the cabinet will shake.

"Director, what should we do now?" A police officer looked at him and asked.

"Block the news and don't let it out." Mitsui Yuta frowned, striding towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Sorry for bothering you?" Liu Yanlan looked at Zhuo Bufan with red eyes. Zhuo Bufan killed so many people, it must have alarmed the Metropolitan Police Department. No matter how powerful Zhuo Bufan was, he would not dare to openly confront him with the authorities. Possessing many super powerful weapons, human beings cannot resist this

some weapons.

"Boss Liu, don't worry, at worst, I'll just kill him." Zhuo Bufan sneered.

Mitsui Yuta walked to Zhuo Bufan's side, and unexpectedly said with a slightly respectful gesture: "Are you Zhuo Sang?"

"Oh?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him suspiciously, it seemed a bit strange that the other party not only did not arrest him, but also knew him.

"Master Watanabe invites you to gather at Sensoji Temple."

Mitsui Yuta said in a low voice: "I will take care of the things here."

Sensoji Temple is located in Taito District, Tokyo. It is a very Edo-style building. It has become a place for people to gather and visit during Japanese festivals. It is also one of the most famous temples in Japan. The entrance of the temple is called Kaminarimon, and there is a huge The red lanterns are extremely eye-catching.

'Kaminarimon' is written in black letters on the red lantern.

In the quiet room, Zhuo Bufan met Watanabe Saki, the future heir of the Watanabe family.

"Zhuo Sang, you are indeed the martial arts master of the Dragon Kingdom, and also a great hero." Sasuke Watanabe knelt on the futon, clapping his hands and saying.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I'm not a hero."

"It's unparalleled eyes." Saki Watanabe said with a smile. The relationship between Dragon Kingdom and Japan is very responsible and special. Watanabe Saki knows the most about the culture of Dragon Kingdom. This sentence means that I am not a hero, but looking around, I can’t find a second one. Someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me.

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