The crowd of onlookers was talking, and Chen Fan's eyes were fixed on the old man, "Is he a country man? Come and seek death?"

"Chen Fan, you destroyed the great god of the Heavenly Lord, and you beaten to death by Lord Yaqi. Such a thing is not a trivial matter. Our country has already caused a sensation. I know it is yours and you have to pay the price for what you do.

Now many martial arts families in our country have become furious, and even some hidden supreme powerhouses have become murderous to you. Do you really think our country is so simple on the surface?"

"Is that so? I offended your entire country, but so what? What's the use of just you? Want to kill me?"

Chen Fan said lightly and stared at the old man. With his eyes, he could see that the energy in the old man's body was astonishing as Yan Tian, ​​and even more terrifying.

This is an old fried dough stick, very powerful.

"Take Kusanagi Sword, hand it over, this is the treasure of our country, not something you can own."

The old man suddenly sneered.

"Boy, did you hear that Chiyo Ninji asked you to hand it over? His ears are deaf, Kusanagi sword belongs to us! You don't deserve it!"

A big man next to him scolded him angrily.

"Oh, so that's it. You are here to ask for the Kusanagi Sword. Are you talking about this thing?"

Chen Fan flicked his finger and a white spiritual sword appeared out of thin air in his hand. It was very slender and sharp, and it was even more terrifying after infusing his true energy.

Chen Fan knew that the Kusanagi sword was a top-grade spiritual sword, a very rare thing. It is a treasure in the cultivation world, let alone on the earth.

Chen Fan was happy for a long time after killing the Yamata Orochi. It was indeed a good spiritual sword with excellent quality.

But how could Chen Fan hand over such a thing? Unless his brain is hit by the door panel, that is impossible.

He was holding the sword and swaying in front of the Chiyo Ninja, "Want?!"

Chen Fan also roughly understood that ninjas are a special type of people in their country. They are also branches of martial arts. They are very powerful and proficient in many ways of killing.

"This is mine!"

The moment the old man Chiyo saw the white sword in his eyes, sparks were about to appear, and a greed appeared from the depths of his eyes. This is a sword!

Damn it, this thing should be controlled by ninjas like him, not Chen Fan.

In the eyes of the old man Chiyo, Yamai Orochi is sacred. Although his strength is even greater than Yamai, how could he snatch such a creature worthy of respect and worship in the face of mythical existence? So he was just thinking about it.

But this Chen Fan actually killed Yamata Orochi and snatched the Kusanagi Sword. In this way, he could destroy Chen Fan and get it right.

Even when he heard that Lord Yaki was killed, Chiyo Ninja was very happy. No one else noticed that he was extremely eager for the Kusanagi Sword. After all, as a ninja, especially a kendo ninja, being able to own a sword is a supreme honor and a symbol of his own strength and identity!

The Kusanagi Sword is a magical weapon-like thing. Wouldn't it be just right if he controls it?

"Chen Fan, this is a Chiyo Ninja, an existence that you can't imagine. He is the ninja family in our country. He is now superb in martial arts. In front of this martial arts master, he shouldn't hand over the Kusanagi Sword obediently, otherwise our master will tear you into pieces!"

"Good, hand it over."

"Boy, we have limited patience, hand it over! Otherwise, you will be asked to land!"

The man next to him angrily rebuked, as if he was a master at the level of a master, even stronger than a master. He spoke like a tiger roaring, and the shocking person's ears were numb. His eyes were staring at Chen Fan fiercely, as if he wanted to kill Chen Fan.

"These people are all masters! The sound of their speech can vibrate their eardrums. If this bursts out, the joint force will be very lethal."

"Well, I have to admit that it's very strong!"

"Chioni Ninja, I've heard of it."

One person said in surprise.

"Oh, is it very famous in their country?"

Someone asked.

"Of course, you should know that the martial arts of the country are also very prosperous. Their martial arts include Taekwondo, Karate, Judo, Aikido, Kendo, Juwado, and various ninjutsu practices, which is also very terrible!"

"This old man is said to be a master of Juhedao!"

"What is Juhedao?"

"Juhe Dao is also known as the sword drawing path. It instantly draws a sword to defeat the enemy. When confronting both sides, the most important thing is to kill one blow. To put it bluntly, it is a martial art that instantly kills the enemy with a sword. It is extremely terrifying!"

"As the rumors, this Chiyo Ninja is the most proficient in the Chiyo family. Even if the grandmaster is killed by him, there are many. There are also rumors that there are innate grandmasters who offended this person and want to fight him. Do you know what the final result is?"

“What is it?”

"Chianyo Ninja, that is, this old man draws his sword directly and cuts the head of the innate master in an instant. He doesn't know how that person died until he dies. Such swordsmanship is so terrible. He is a strong enemy!"

Many Chinese warriors were terrified. The more they talked about it, the more they felt that this old man was very scary!

Hearing their discussion, the old man and a few Chinese people were even more proud, with a condescending face.

There was a vague a strong aura around these people, which made people unable to get close to them, and casual people dared not look at their eyes.

Especially with a little beard under their noses, they look particularly different from the Chinese. The clothes they wear also look a bit alternative, with a sword on their waists.

"Dry tongue!"

roar.

But suddenly, Chen Fan suddenly stared at the man who scolded him angrily and opened his mouth. A strong sound wave was centered on Chen Fan and suddenly shook out, sweeping across the mountains and rivers, and immediately hit him.

The lion roars!

Puff!

The people in front of them were all shocked and vomiting blood. Except for the Chiyo Ninja, the rest of them retreated one after another. The man who was talking just now even had his ears bleed because Chen Fan was showing it at him, and his whole head was buzzing and he could no longer hear people from outside.

How is that possible!

The face of this big man changed drastically. Chen Fan just yelled. He felt that he had no ability to resist. His confidence was shaken by such a strong force.

But when he thought of Master Chiyo here, his expression calmed down a little. Although he could not hear the sound for a short time, he still roared at Chen Fan arrogantly, saying these and those threatening words, chatting endlessly!

Chen Fan's eyes turned, "Thunder comes!"

Boom!

A ray of lightning came to the sky, the ancient heavenly thunder technique, which was more than ten meters long, appeared in the eyes of everyone and immediately slashed. The man screamed, his skin was blooming all over, and finally his shrill scream disappeared.

Because he turned into a ball of black carbon ash.

Before his death, his eyes were still incredible and fearful, and he knew that he should not threaten Chen Fanran, and he could not afford the price.

"What, the power of lightning!?"

"Dead?"

"Baga!"

The other people looked at each other and saw the anger deep in everyone's eyes. Chiyo Ninja was even more furious and shouted suddenly. A sword light in his hand, which seemed to be thundering hundreds of meters in a radius. The strong body in his body was swirling with a terrifying airflow.
Chapter completed!