"What...What a terrible sword style, so... Thank you..." Musashi Wanli finished speaking with difficulty, blood splattered in his throat, and he died of anger.

The sword whimpered and whimpered, and emitted a blue light, wrapping up Musashi Wanli's body that was about to collapse on the ground, maintaining his appearance when he stood before his death, and keeping his last trace of dignity.

Only then did everyone react, and then there was an uproar. Although they had guessed that the complete "Split Sword" would be very terrifying, in their original expectation, Musashi Wanli, as the Japanese Sword Saint at the "latest stage of the legend", should be able to fight Chen Feiyu's "Split Sword" for some time.

But they never expected that the great Japanese martial arts myth, the sword saint Musashi Wanli, would have no room for counterattack in front of the full version of the "Sword of the Earth", and Musashi Wanli's death was so incredible, shocking and even more terrifying!

If they hadn't seen this scene with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it even if they were beaten to death.

Originally, many of them planned to take advantage of the huge opportunity after the battle between Chen Feiyu and rush forward to kill Chen Feiyu, but looking at the dazzling purple sword light in Chen Feiyu's hand, they hesitated again.

After all, none of them want to follow Musashi Wanli's footsteps, let alone their strength is not as good as Musashi Wanli!

The expressions of the Japanese people changed drastically. Musashi Wanli died. For them, it was like the sky collapsed, and they all lost their energy and even many people swallowed it even more.

"It's over, the two Japanese martial arts myths all died at Chen Feiyu's hands, and Japanese martial arts have completely declined..." Terai Chika's pretty face turned pale. This was not only a loss to the Japanese martial arts world, but also a loss to the entire Japanese.

She could almost expect that the Japanese martial arts world would not be able to compete for power in the world within a hundred years, and without the "late-stage" strong men in the world, in the future, if the martial arts powerhouses from all over the world come to Japan to do something, who can shock them?

In the future, Japan will be in a very passive situation!

On the other side, Wu Ruojun was very surprised. His heart, which was about to jump out of his throat, finally fell back. While breathing a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, Chen Feiyu is quite awesome."

As for Liu Qingfeng's face, it became completely gloomy. He originally thought that Chen Feiyu would die under Musashi Wanli's sword, but he did not expect that Chen Feiyu not only survived, but also killed Musashi Wanli. Why is Chen Feiyu's life so hard that even the "latest stage of legend" strong man who could not kill him?

"Senior, now you can let me go, right?"

Suddenly, Dan Tai Yuchen's brisk voice sounded in Liu Qingfeng's ears.

Liu Qingfeng's eyebrows and the muscles of the eyebrows were leaping straight, barely responding to the "good" and untie the acupoints of Dan Tai Yuchen.

Dan Tai Yuchen was free and took Qiu Shui's long sword back into the scabbard. His eyebrows were filled with joy. Even Liu Qingfeng no longer cared about the matter of litting her acupoint without her consent.
Chapter completed!