Urban Madness

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"Within three days, get out of the country of Japan, otherwise, kill without mercy!"

This old hoarse voice was full of hostility, and the murderous aura was about to boil.

Hearing these words, Prince Mingde's face showed a very complicated look.

Most of the people in the Wa country have never heard of the name of the great priest of Ise Jingu.

But the big bosses of the upper class knew that this mysterious great priest was the true ruler of the Wa country, superior to the imperial family and the cabinet, and even the emperor needed the approval of the great priest.

Prior to this, the royal family also sent people to Ise Shrine, wanting to ask the great priest to take action to solve Ye Fan's trouble, but the great priest never responded.

In desperation, the royal family had no choice but to compromise and choose to admit counsel.

But now, since the great priest has spoken, the situation has changed drastically.

In the eyes of Prince Mingde, if Gen Musashi is an undefeated legend, then the great priest is a living "god"!

Even if Ye Fan defeated Yuan Musashi, he could not surpass the category of mortals after all.

How can a mortal go against the will of God?

However, when he heard the threat, Ye Fan looked disdainful and sneered: "Huh...what a **** priest, I didn't go to him to settle the account, he came here! Sending a little guy, it’s not enough for me to warm up. of!"

"presumptuous!"

The owner of the hoarse voice in the dark furiously reprimanded: "Stupid and weak Chinese boy, don't think that if you defeat Gen Musashi, you can do whatever you want in the country! The frog at the bottom of the well is short-sighted. You can kill the old without the great priest. Damn you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene suddenly came to life.

In the darkness where I could not see my fingers, there was a sudden gust of overcast wind, the temperature in the box instantly dropped to freezing point, and a thick layer of frost accumulated on the ground.

In addition, there are also sharp and harsh ghost crying and wolf howling, as if a hundred ghosts are walking at night, it is creepy.

As a member of the royal family, Prince Mingde, what kind of battle has not been seen?

But at this moment, he was also shivering, and the biting cold invaded every pore of him, and the yin to evil aura made his soul tremble.

If it is the timid generation, I am afraid that it has been scared to the ground, and the fart is peeing.

"Huh... you dare to show your ugliness with the vulture skills?!"

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, without sorrow or joy, and slowly opened his mouth, his ethereal voice seemed to fall from the Nine Heavens Profound Realm: "Supernatural power-golden light armor!"

Say what you say.

"Huh!"

The next moment, Ye Fan's body, a masterpiece of golden light, instantly dispelled the darkness.

Under the shining of golden light, within a radius of tens of meters, it was like daylight. I don't know when, hundreds of ghosts appeared. They lurked in the dark before and acted, but now they are in their original form.

Looking intently, those fierce ghosts with blue-faced fangs, big mouths of blood, and their bodies contained an insufferable evil spirit. They were also dressed in the warrior uniforms of the Warring States period hundreds of years ago, one by one more brutal.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, Prince Mingde couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning, his scalp was numb, his hairs were erected, and he curled up involuntarily.

Even if the target of these ghosts was not him, he was still trembling with fear under the influence.

However, every piece of the armor on Ye Fan's body is like essence, extremely condensed, and blended with the body, bursting out the purest power of light. It shines on the Western Paradise, and it shines on the Hell of Nose Hell, solemn and holy. Frighten the evil spirits of the four directions and destroy the power of all the monsters.

And Ye Fan, wearing gold armor, seemed to be transformed into a supreme god, like an abyss like a prison, sacred and majestic, and thunder loomed in his deep eyes, which made people dare not look directly, but only gave birth to the heart of worship.

The ghosts with their teeth and claws just now seemed to have encountered a natural nemesis. Where would they dare to step forward?

Under the shining light, they only felt that their bodies were about to break apart, as if they were melting ice and snow in the sun.

For a time, all the violent ghosts who were still aggressive before fled and disappeared without a trace.

...

"This……"

When Prince Mingde saw this, he was completely dumbfounded. He never expected Ye Fan to show an invincible posture in an instant, making the opponent's spell self-defeating.

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through the darkness, and he said coldly:

"Just this ability, dare to scream? It's really laughable!"

Hearing this ridicule, the mysterious existence in the darkness suddenly jumped into thunder, gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Beichen! It's the old man who looked down on you, but don't be proud! The old man's strength is not as good as one-tenth of that of the priest. If you don't leave the country within three days, the priest will definitely kill you into scum with thunder!"

As he said, the dark mist around him, like the low tide of the sea, madly dispersed in all directions.

The mysterious being saw that the situation was not good, and obviously wanted to escape.

"Humph!"

Ye Fan sneered and said proudly: "Come as you want, leave as you like, what place do you think this is? Leave me!!!"

The sound is like thunder, piercing gold and cracking stones, every word contains a domineering will, and even ripples and ripples appear in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan stretched out his right hand, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed the void.

His grasp seems to be an understatement, but the entire space is frozen, and time is still.

"Shit!"

The next moment, the sound of cracking silk suddenly sounded, and the deep dark mist also trembled, breaking apart between a few breaths.

"Ah!"

A screaming scream, like friction between metals, resounded through the audience.

Later, an old dwarf appeared in the box.

He is less than 1.2 meters tall, more than a few years old, hump-backed on crutches, and his face is full of dense pustules except for wrinkles. He is extremely ugly and disgusting. He can go directly to horror movies without makeup.

There were five long claw prints on his chest, and the red blood stained his clothes red, which was obviously injured by the blow that Ye Fan just now.

The triangular eyes of the old dwarf stared at Ye Fan, filled with unforgettable hostility and hatred, and gritted his teeth:

"Ye Beichen, you dare to hurt the old and the sins are unforgivable! After the priest kills you, I will make your corpse into a puppet, so that you will never live forever!!!"

"Huh... you don't have that chance, you will die here today!"

Ye Fan said, with a thought, the sword-shaped pendant on his chest instantly turned into a thunder sword.

At the tip of the sword, there was a dazzling thunder light, like stars in the sky, constantly lingering and twisting, even if it was far away, you could feel the extreme bursting power contained in it.

Ye Fan holds the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and the human sword is one, like a tiger ready to go, heavy, solemn, and majestic.

Three feet green front, kill all the monsters!

Seeing this divine sword, the old dwarf's pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like awns, and his whole body was tight, as if he was facing an enemy.

Without waiting for his reaction, Ye Fan slammed his inner strength into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

"Huh!"

Between the electric light and flint, the Lei Jiejian's ray of light burst out, splitting the Yin and Yang and tearing the sky.

This sword, whether it is speed, strength, or angle, is impeccable, as if the judgment of fate has nowhere to hide.

As the sword edge passed, the space was distorted and everything was annihilated.

Feeling the unprecedented crisis of death, the old dwarf didn't have any panic in his eyes. Instead, he was calm, stretched out his withered hands, and instantly condensed one after another mysterious mark on his chest, with a strange blush on his face, and shouted loudly. :

"Summoning Shijin-Great Tengu!"

As soon as the voice fell, an extremely evil aura suddenly emerged from his body, as if some terrifying demon had awakened.

The yin and evil aura made Ye Fan's golden armor all dark, as if it were about to be corroded.

Immediately afterwards, there was an incredible scene in the venue——

The clothes on the old dwarf were torn, and two huge wings grew out of his back lumbar and tail bones in an instant. They were as dark as ink, and they were more than one meter long.

The shape is similar to that of an eagle's wings, but each feather has a metallic luster, which is indestructible and indestructible.

At this moment, the Thunder Tribulation Sword that shot out was already close at hand, as if it would penetrate the old dwarf's forehead in the next moment.

At the moment of the moment, those two pitch-black wings flapped down, and immediately covered the body of the old dwarf, without revealing any gap.