City: Cultivating Immortals for a Thousand Years, Returning to Be a Dad

The battle was over, and the battle was over.

Eastern Japan, Kyoto City.

In a luxurious manor of the Sakurai family.

An Ziping was looking at the letter of challenge in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.

This letter of challenge was written in the official script of Yanhuang, and it was very solemn and simple.

"What the hell is this Shangquan Butan?"

An Ziping looked at Sakurai Xixue who was waiting on the side.

"An Sang, Mr. Kamiizumi is the sword god of our Great Japan.

He has a very respectful status.

Even if you meet His Majesty the Emperor, you don't have to bow.

When he went to your Yanhuang, he was also respected enough.

You are so outspoken, it's really too presumptuous!"

Sakurai Yuxue hasn't spoken yet.

A handsome man wearing a Japanese kendo uniform on the opposite side said coldly.

A samurai sword is hanging around his waist, cloth belts are wrapped around his arms, and the Japanese-style ninja logo is embroidered on his chest.

An Ziping raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: "Oh, then, who are you?"

"I am Sato Eiji."

Sato Eiji said lightly.

"The 19th generation heir of the Sato family, a Japanese kendo family." Sato Eiji said slowly, with a condescending attitude.

"He is the little disciple of Kamiizumi Botan and the junior brother of Yagyu Musashi."

Sakurai Yuxue leaned over slightly beside An Ziping and reminded him softly.

"Yagyu Musashi? The one who was killed by Coco, the one holding your sword?"

An Ziping asked immediately.

"That's right."

Sakurai Yuyu replied.

When Sato Eiji heard what An Ziping said, he immediately looked at Sakurai Yuyu's waist.

Only then did he realize that his senior brother's sword, the demon sword Muramasa, was actually here with Sakurai Yuyu!

Sata Eiji's face suddenly showed a trace of greed,

"Hmph, Sakurai Yuyu, you Japanese traitor.

I advise you to return my senior brother's sword to me.

Otherwise, when my master arrives, you will surely die!

If you give it to me for safekeeping now, you can still save your life."

Sato Eiji stared closely at the demon sword Muramasa on Sakurai Yuyu's waist, looking determined to get it.

When Sakurai Yuyu heard this, a trace of disgust appeared on her beautiful face.

Then Sakurai Yuyu pinched the handle of the demon sword Muramasa with her fingers and pulled it out suddenly.

In an instant.

The demon sword Muramasa shone brightly, and a vast and majestic aura that seemed to be able to suppress the sun, moon, mountains and rivers spread out, alarming the entire Sakurai Mansion.

"Buzz!"

A sharp clanging sound broke out from the demon sword Muramasa.

A dazzling red light bloomed on the blade. A sharp breath that could shatter the void permeated out.

The demon sword Muramasa is very strange.

"Hiss~~~~"

All the strong men present took a breath of cold air.

"Is this, is this the legendary demon sword? It is indeed a magic weapon."

"The demon sword Muramasa is worthy of being one of the ten magic weapons. Just the momentum that is exuded is enough to make people feel suffocated. I am afraid that its power has reached an incredible level."

The people around talked a lot, looking at the demon sword Muramasa, they were extremely jealous and wanted to take it for themselves.

Sato Eiji looked at the demon sword Muramasa, his eyes flashing with heat.

"If you want this sword, you can try to snatch it from me with your ability."

Sakurai Yuyuki said coldly.

"Humph, a little girl, a traitor, what qualifications do you have to own the demon sword Muramasa.

The sword of the sword saint of my country of Japan, only my country of Japan is worthy of using it."

Sato Eiji looked at Sakurai Yuyuki and said hatefully, but he did not dare to do it.

He had fought with Sakurai Yuyuki once before, and he lost miserably that time.

He almost died in the hands of Sakurai Yuyuki.

Now that Sakurai Yuyuki has a magic weapon in his hand, it is even more impossible for him to win.

So he can only say some meaningless harsh words.

"What do you think, Ansang, do you accept this letter of challenge or not?"

Sato Eiji sneered and said to An Ziping again.

"Bang!"

An Ziping waved his hand gently, and an inexplicable space wave rippled out.

Sato Eiji felt a chill all over his body, and his heart stopped suddenly.

"Not good!"

Sato Eiji was shocked, and just as he was about to make a defensive reaction and escape, he felt a sudden pain in his neck, and his head instantly turned backwards, leaving his body and flying into the air.

The head floating in the air could still see that his body was still turning backwards, and his eyes were wide open, as if unwilling.

Sato Eiji was slapped to death, even

There was no chance to even beg for mercy!

The faces of the people who followed him changed drastically when they saw this.

"Baga! You, you..."

A Japanese swordsman pointed at An Ziping and said tremblingly.

The others also glared at each other.

"Well, I killed him, don't you agree?"

An Ziping said calmly. Then he stretched out his hand and clenched it in the air.

Bang~

The Japanese swordsman turned into a ball of blood mist and dissipated in the air.

"Is there anyone who can talk to him properly? If not, you all go to accompany him!"

An Ziping said indifferently.

Then he waved his right hand again!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The remaining swordsmen also died like the previous one.

In one move, he killed seven innate-level beings, simple and straightforward, powerful and domineering.

"Hiss~~"

The rest of the people all took a breath of cold air, their faces full of horror.

"Sir An Ziping, you can be said to be a top strong man, why do you have to embarrass us messengers.

. I hope you don't hurt innocent people."

A middle-aged man with a mustache and a neat suit, with an extraordinary demeanor, stood up and bowed, and said with an extremely humble attitude.

An Ziping looked at the middle-aged man with interest.

This man is an ordinary person without cultivation, but he is very calm and composed among these swordsman monks.

And he didn't react much when he saw me waving my hand to kill those people.

Obviously he is a big shot.

"Master, this man is Iwasaki Shingo. He is the current chairman of the Sanling Group.

He is also the head of the Iwasaki family."

Sakurai Yuyuki bowed beside An Ziping again and explained.

It turned out that he was the chairman of the Sanling Group, An Ziping suddenly realized.

The Sanling Group is the most powerful financial group in Japan, no one else.

Although the Fuji Group of the Sakurai family is also very powerful, it is far behind the Sanling Group.

The influence of the 30 Group in Japan is absolutely significant.

Because they cover almost all industries, from banking, finance, medicine, etc. All fields are involved.

And there are many high-end weapons research, arms, military construction, scientific and technological development, etc. All walks of life are involved.

It can be said that both the political and business circles of Japan have close relations with them.

The Iwasaki family is also a member of the 30 Group, and it is considered the core family of the 30 Group.

"I heard that you recently arranged Miss Sakurai to find relevant information about our Japanese wind god and thunder god.

And you seem to be looking for Smith in the United States. If you agree to accept this challenge. I am willing to tell you the relevant information."

Iwasaki Shingo smiled and looked at An Ziping and said, his tone full of temptation.