The pure white Nanming Lihuo, like the flame of God's punishment, destroys the heavens and the earth, and like the polar light, illuminates the world.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Deep in the old dwarf's throat, a hysterical howling erupted.
At this moment, the great tengu-style merges with him, which can be regarded as an extension of his body, where every glory will be glorious, and every loss will be destroyed.
His wings were burned, and he felt pain deep in his bones, and he was almost fainting.
At the same time, unprecedented death threats enveloped the whole body.
"Chiff! Chiff! Chiff!"
Soon, the pitch-black wings were burned out of the gap, and the sky filled the sea of flames as if they had found a catharsis outlet, rushing into it frantically, and instantly drowning most of the old dwarf's body.
His skin, bones, meridians, blood... were immediately burned out.
"Ho Ho Ho Ho!!!" The old dwarf's voice became even more stern, like the Asura ghost under Jiuyou, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, and he issued the last roar in his life:
"Ye Beichen, I curse you in the fire, and curse you that you will fall into the of Abi, suffer indefinitely, and will never live forever! Ah ah ah ah..."
Accompanied by a scream, the old dwarf and the big tengu-like were both buried in the sea of fire and turned to ashes. There was no residue left, as if they had never existed in this world.
After destroying the enemy, Nanming Lihuo also dissipated and did not affect the surrounding buildings.
Under the shining of the light, Ye Fan's face was indifferent, and the corners of his clothes were never messy. His understatement was like crushing an ant to death, effortlessly.
The whole box regained its calm and deathly silence.
I don't know how long it took before Prince Mingde struggled to get up from the ground, with a shocked look, his vest completely soaked in cold sweat.
In his capacity, he has seen more than ninety-nine percent of people in the world. Over the years, he has seen countless swordsmen, ninjas, and onmyoji fighting techniques.
But the horror of the flame just now was the only thing he had seen in his life, which caused him an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock.
And looking at Ye Fan's easy-going appearance, it is obvious that there are still many assassins that have not been used.
Suddenly, Ye Fan stared at Prince Mingde from a distance, and said: "The great priest wants to deal with me, you the royal family of the country...are you very happy?"
"No...not..."
Prince Mingde quickly shook his head to deny it, but Ye Fan's stern eyes looked like a supreme god.
He had a strong hunch that his careful thoughts could not hide under such eyes.
"Haha!" Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "It's okay! In fact, your royal family, that is, a group of rudder-like walls and grass! When I level Ise Jingu and destroy the great priest, you will know who He is the real strong!"
With that said, Ye Fan turned around and left without any hesitation.
Looking at the leaving back, Prince Mingde's eyes revealed a very complicated light, and Ye Fan's words seemed to echo in his ears:
"Guys, there are exceptions! Niu, absolutely no life!"
This overbearing remark, like a spell from before the ancient times, was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.
Prior to this, Prince Mingde had a blind worship of great priests.
But after seeing Ye Fan's invincible posture, he faintly had a foreboding that perhaps the final winner of the shocking battle that was about to take place would be Ye Fan.
If this is the case, the entire Japanese kingdom will change.
...
At the same time, Mie Prefecture, inside Ise Jingu.
In Ise Jingu, one of the three sacred artifacts is enshrined in Yatagami, which is regarded as the imperial spirit of Amaterasu, and holds the supreme status.
If the Sky Cloud Sword is equivalent to the Xuanyuan Sword of China, then the Yata Mirror is equivalent to the Jade Seal of China’s Chuguo.
Although it was late into the night, there were still hundreds of priests standing in jeopardy, with a pious face, reciting the classic passages from the "Gu Shi Ji" righteously.
In the country of Japan, priests are the medium connecting the gods and human beings, accepting mysterious powers in a way that ordinary people cannot understand, and are regarded as the spokesperson of gods.
And the great priest of Ise Jingu is even higher than thousands of priests, which is equivalent to the pope of the West. When all the priests saw him, they worshipped and worshiped as a god.
But over the years, the great priest has been unable to live in seclusion, barely appearing outside, and is extremely mysterious.
Suddenly, inside the shrine, the residence of the great priest, there was a roar that shocked the earth:
"Hohoho!"
"Bold madman, dare to destroy my great tengu-style god, I want to condemn you for blasphemy!!!"
Between the lines, there was a terrible anger, as if it could destroy the entire world, ripples and ripples in the air.
Hundreds of shrines in the arena only felt the tympanic membrane vibrated, and each of them shivered with fear, and their livers and gallbladders were splitting, as if they were transformed into a lone boat in the storm, vacillating, and might be swallowed at any time.
In the crowd, an old man who was more than a year old and with white beard and hair changed his face greatly. He turned his head and looked at the source of the sound and muttered in a low voice: "Who is it? It shocked the great priest's practice!"
This old man, named Shirakawa Ohno, is the highest-ranking priest who is responsible for the daily affairs of Ise Jingu. His status is second only to the great priest. Even if the royal family sees him, he must be respectful and dare not neglect. .
After pondering for a moment, Shirakawa Ohno instructed everyone in the court: "You stay here, I will go to see the great priest!"
"Yes!" everyone responded.
Immediately afterwards, Shirakawa Ohno walked quickly to a hall deep in Ise Jingu without any hesitation.
This hall is more than ten meters high and magnificent. Every brick and tile reveals the vicissitudes of the years. It seems to have a thousand years of history, revealing a solemn and sacred atmosphere invisibly.
No matter how arrogant a fanatic, he will feel awe from the inside out, just like a tiny ant seeing the vast starry sky.
Shirakawa Ohno didn't enter the hall, but stopped in front of the hall, bowed deeply, the upper body and the legs were at a ninety-degree angle, and then asked carefully in an unusually humble voice:
"The supreme priest, may I ask what happened that actually made you really angry?"
"Humph!"
There was a bitter voice in the hall, not old, but very young: "I lent the Great Tengu-style God to Nakai, and let him go to Kyoto to warn Ye Beichen! But just now, I sensed that the Great Tengu-style God was destroyed. , Ye Beichen must have done this!!!"
"what?!"
Hearing these words, Shirakawa Ohno subconsciously exclaimed, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.
Shirakawa Ohno also knows the magic of the Great Tengu, which is immune to all physical attacks in the world. Even the Sword Saint Genus Musashi cannot break through that defense.
But now the great priest said that the big tengu was destroyed by Ye Fan's hands, which is really incredible.
"The glory of Ise Jingu is inviolable!" Shirakawa Ohno's eyes drenched, and he said in a deep voice: "Great priest, the subordinates will gather the people and go to Kyoto to avenge Nakai and let Ye Beichen pay the price of blood! "
"No! Add up all of you, I am afraid it is not Ye Beichen's opponent! Lead him to this shrine, with the power of faith, here, I am an invincible existence!" The voice of the great priest contains incomparable Self-confidence.
"Yes!"
Baichuan Daye quickly nodded and said yes, then returned to the front of the shrine and mobilized all the priests to look for Ye Beichen's whereabouts.
In Shirakawa Ono's mind, the great priest is the person closest to the deity. In order to fulfill his orders, he will not hesitate to go through the fire and water.
...
While the entire Ise Shrine was searching for Ye Fan's whereabouts, Ye Fan left Kyoto and came here.
Tonight, the moon is obscured by thick dark clouds, and the night is dim and dim, as if the thick ink that cannot be melted, makes people feel depressed.
Under the cover of the night, he acted with all his strength, his figure was as fast as thunder, leaving only an afterimage in the air.
He never believed in the saying that "it is not too late for a gentleman to revenge for ten years".
The real powerhouse never had an overnight hatred.
Since the great priest is so domineering and tyrannical, how could Ye Fan succumb, and simply rushed for thousands of miles to beat them by surprise!
Moon Black Wind High Murder Night!
The sword is out of its sheath!
