On the coast of the island country, on the unnamed island, a battle is about to break out.

Mo Changsheng lazily looked at the muttering Tojo Ichiman and Fujiwara Konosuke, letting them discuss how to deal with him.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because he had sensed that the big lobster had arrived nearby. Without his approval, there would be no chance of a ship leaving here!

On the other side, Tojo Ichiman and Fujiwara Konosuke also discussed everything. Seeing that Mo Changsheng did not notice them, the two looked at each other and started acting in perfect agreement.

I saw Fujiwara Konosuke's figure suddenly illusory, and then disappeared in place, and the remaining Tennin and Onmyoji of the Fujiwara family who were originally guarding him also disappeared at the same time. At the same time, Tojo

Ten Wan suddenly looked up to the sky and roared angrily, pulled out the demon sword and rushed towards Mo Changsheng crazily.

"The Great Method of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons?!"

Mo Changsheng looked at Tojo Tenman who was covered in blood mist with a little surprise, and couldn't help but murmured.

The method of disintegrating demons is a life-threatening secret method that Mo Changsheng had heard of in his previous life. He even used spiritual pills to exchange for the fragments of this secret method. Therefore, even if he has not practiced this secret method, he has never seen anyone else use it.

This secret method is not unfamiliar to him.

Tojo Tenman's current state is too much like the legendary method of dismantling demons. Not only is blood mist coming out of all the pores in his body, but his whole state is also very wrong. The most important thing is that his strength has increased a lot again.

Times!

You know, he had used the demon sword to use secret techniques to stimulate his own potential before, and he was also seriously injured. But now, he actually exploded again, and the explosion was even more exaggerated than before. In addition to the magic of disintegrating the demon, Mo Changsheng could not think of any other methods.

Other possibilities.

Mo Changsheng sensed it carefully and found that Tojo Tenwan's cultivation at this time had actually advanced to the realm of true fake elixirs. Although it was only the lowest level among fake elixirs, fake elixirs were fake elixirs, and they were different from the so-called fake elixirs.

The foundation-building perfection of the so-called divine ninja peak is not at the same level. Even Mo Changsheng has to be careful with this level of strength.

Seeing the bloody phantoms emerging in the air, Mo Changsheng was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he turned his head and looked not far to the left, where the figures of Fujiwara Konosuke and others were slowly emerging.

After everyone in the Fujiwara family appeared, they gathered in a group silently, firmly protecting Fujiwara Konosuke in the middle.

Those guys were very defensive, even blocking Mo Changsheng's sight. However, Mo Changsheng could easily see everything clearly just by spreading his consciousness.

In the middle of the crowd, Fujiwara Konosuke was frantically making seals. In front of him were seven ancient-looking pottery pots, with dense and mysterious talisman and seal patterns carved on them.

Mo Changsheng sensed a faint hint of soul energy from these pottery pots, and as Fujiwara Konosuke performed more and more seals, the soul energy became more and more obvious.

Seeing this scene, he immediately understood the plan of these guys. Obviously, they wanted Tojo Tenman to hold him back, and then Fujiwara Konosuke would use some secret method to kill him.

"Haha, that's a pretty good plan!" Mo Changsheng snorted mockingly and curled his lips and said, "But it's really weird, why did this guy suddenly become so selfless?"

He was referring to Tojo Ten Thousand. As far as he knew, no matter who used the Demon Disintegration Technique, the end of the caster would be extremely miserable. He would lose all his skills and become a useless person. In most cases, it would be easy.

There is only one way to die.

Based on what he had just seen, it was impossible for Tojo Tenwan to use such secret techniques to fight him desperately.

Thinking of this, Mo Changsheng couldn't help but cast his spiritual consciousness on Tojo Tenwan with all his strength, and then he suddenly realized and laughed: "So that's it! It was not him who disintegrated the demon, but his demon sword!"

"Haha, regardless of other things, this guy is really talented in this area!" Mo Changsheng chuckled and looked at Tojo Tenwan who was flashing around him crazily. He first praised him softly, and then, the smile on his face

He gradually disappeared and said coldly: "It's a pity that in front of me, this little strength is still like an ant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a demon sword exuding an extremely violent bloody aura struck his head. At the same time, Tojo Tenman's dry and hoarse voice also sounded above his head:

"Baga! You actually dare to call me an ant?! Arrogant Chinese people, go to hell! The butcher's knife * mystique * sacrifices one's life to kill him!"

With all his strength, Tojo Tenman's sword was extremely domineering. Before the sword could reach him, the wind of the sword had already cut a slender crack on the ground. Even because the sword was so fast, there was a harsh sound of air explosion in the air.

However, although Tojo Tenwan shouted loudly, he knew very well that Mo Changsheng was far stronger than him, and it was impossible for him to kill his opponent with this sword.

But when he thought about it, even if this sword could not kill Mo Changsheng, it could still injure him. However, the next moment, Tojo Tenwan was completely stunned.

Mo Changsheng held Tojo Tenwan's demon sword firmly with his right hand, his face still showed the indifferent expression, looking at the other party's ghostly look, he couldn't help but chuckled: "What? I said you are

Ant, are you unhappy? What about now? Do you have any other opinions?"

It was not only Tojo Tensen who was dumbfounded. Not far away, Oni Fujiwara, Ryousuke Fujiwara and others were also completely stunned. They looked at everything in front of them with their jaws dropped, unable to believe their own eyes.

"How. How. How is it possible?!" Tojo Tenman stammered out a sentence, and then he screamed hysterically as if he was crazy: "This is impossible?! How can you be so strong?

!This is not true, this is all an illusion! An illusion!”

"Ding!"

Mo Changsheng curled his lips, violently folded his right hand, and used his terrifying power to directly break Tojo Tenwan's demon sword into two pieces!

"What now? Is it still an illusion?" Mo Changsheng sneered sarcastically. He was too lazy to tangle with Tojo Tenwan anymore. He flashed directly in front of Tojo Tenwan and punched the opponent hard before he could react.

It struck his heart: "Zhu Rong Secret Fist* Thunder!"

A thunder-like roar exploded out of thin air. As if being hit by an ancient behemoth, Tojo Tenman's body flew out heavily with a violent sound of breaking through the air, and the direction he flew towards was exactly the same.

Everyone in the Fujiwara family.

"Block him!" Fujiwara Oni roared and rushed forward desperately: "We can't let him interfere with the ancestor's spell casting!"
Chapter completed!