Mysterious Human Race Emperor

Seeing Dongfang Chen walking towards this side, the handsome young man looked solemn, shook the paper fan, secretly stuffed an object into Miyamoto Musashi's hand, and whispered in the latter's ear: "Musashi, this devil emperor doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. A pill for you."

"This is?"

"Xueli Pill, eating this pill can increase your strength tenfold within one minute, but it will also overdraw your three years of life."

"This……"

Miyamoto Musashi hesitated.

He had never used this kind of trick in a battle in his life, which made him unacceptable, and beside him, Tojo Hideki hurriedly whispered: "Mr. The bigger picture matters.”

"I see."

Miyamoto Musashi slowly clenched his palm and accepted the Blood Power Pill.

Wu Song, Huo Qubing, and Xue Rengui saw Dongfang Chen walking by, and they were all curious about this handsome young man.

Xue Rengui said solemnly: "Little brother, this Miyamoto Musashi is not simple, and it should not be careless."

"Ah."

Dongfang Chen nodded slightly and smiled lightly.

"Why do I feel that he seems to be facing a little scoundrel?" Wu Song was shocked.

Miyamoto Musashi's kendo is extremely strong, and he is known as the first person in Japanese kendo.

If it were not so powerful, he would not be a challenger to the Japanese country. In today's "Troubled Times", there are not many Earth people who can defeat him.

The young man's indifference also made the onlookers around him a little sluggish.

Huo Qubing's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "I'm already looking forward to it..."

laugh……

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi slowly pulled out the long and short swords from his waist. The sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard was harsh and long, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Dongfang Chen, and said coldly: "Wa Kingdom, Gong This Musashi!"

Dongfang Chen stood tall, with one hand on his back, and his demeanor was outstanding.

"Huaxia, Dongfangchen!".

Chapter 11 Broken Sword with One Finger!

"Wow!"

"The Demon Emperor is so handsome~"

"I can't take it anymore, I~ decided to pursue the Devil Emperor!"

"Cut! Go to the back of the row! If you want to confess, this girl is the first to confess to the Demon Emperor!"

Dongfang Chen's temperament is extraordinary, indifferently out of the dust, and his gestures are full of charm, and he looks like a fairy. In this scene, many girls have peach blossoms in their eyes, which makes them fascinated.

The strongmen of the sects in the surrounding pavilions also cast their scorching eyes, looking forward to how this self-absorbed Infinite Realm who shocked the world will behave.

"Please enlighten me!"

Miyamoto Musashi bowed slowly, like a cheetah ready to go, holding two samurai swords, one long and one short. This side of the world also echoed a bit of desolate and chilling meaning.

Seeing this, a certain king's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but say in surprise, "What a strong sword will, this Miyamoto Musashi is really a good seedling, if he doesn't die, he will become a martial arts expert in kendo!"

"As expected of a genius of the extreme, it's amazing!" Another king praised.

Miyamoto Musashi's aura made the surrounding Chinese people nervous and worried about Dongfang Chen. Toujo Takaji and other World War II generals and Japanese warriors showed a strong sense of pride.

"Troubled Times" came, Miyamoto Musashi, one person, two knives, beheaded countless strong people, singing all the way, never invincible, is one of the strongest people in Japan!

Opposite, Dongfang Chen is still very dull, slowly raising his hand, indicating that Miyamoto Musashi can attack.

Miyamoto Musashi frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Huaxia people, don't you show your weapons yet?"

"unnecessary."

In this regard, Dongfang Chen chuckled lightly.

He can see that Miyamoto Musashi is only about the strength of the second and third layers of the cultivation realm, and this, for him, is really not enough.Because of the reason of My Eternal Realm, no one can see through his cultivation.

"court death!"

Hearing the boy's 'crazy talk', Tojo Takaji sneered with a gloomy expression.

No matter how powerful you are, can you still beat the sword with your bare hands?When your flesh is made of divine gold?

Seeing this, many Chinese people also sighed that the young man should not be so arrogant. In the face of Miyamoto Musashi, who is far superior to his generation, once he misses, he will be ruthlessly beheaded.

Many sect powerhouses did not come to a conclusion easily, which made them look forward to it even more.

The two groups of Yan Guo and Lei Guo smiled in their hearts.

'If you know that he can fight against the suppressed cultivation base, I'm afraid his jaw will drop!Miyamoto Musashi is certainly not weak, but if compared with the young man, he is too weak, like a cloud of mud! '

"Okay! Since that's the case, I won't talk nonsense!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, and Sen Leng opened his mouth.

He is the number one swordsman in the Japanese country. He has faced countless enemies in his life, and he is a powerful man with a splendid reputation. However, he has never been defeated, and many people flee from him.This is intolerable to him!

Suddenly, the summer wind blows.