129: Duel with the Japanese Sword Master!

Beside the Celestial Lake.

Guan Shihua spat directly onto the ground.

“Bah! You’re truly shameless! ‘Martial luck forever’? ‘Dog luck forever’ is more like it! Decades ago, you burned, killed, and plundered China, and now you shamelessly want to plunder the Dragon Qi?”

“Miyamoto Jyamaru! I’m telling you! As long as I’m here today! You won’t leave this place today!”

“Hahahahahahaha!!”

Miyamoto Jyamaru laughed loudly:

“Guan Shihua! I think you’ve lost your mind, haven’t you? You yourself said I am the Blade Master of the Seven Men of the Demonic Sword! Of course, I wouldn’t come alone.”

As he spoke, five dark figures appeared on the shore, surrounding Guan Shihua.

“The Celestial Lake Dragon will break free in half an hour! Guan Shihua, you cannot stop us!!”

Just then, Lin Yuan’s voice came from not far away.

“Heh heh! A dignified Eastern Sea Sword Saint, using such a weak-sounding name, who are you trying to scare here?!”

“Do you think you can bully us because you have more people, thinking China has no one?!”

As soon as Lin Yuan’s words fell, two rockets with red tail flames directly struck the giant snake below Miyamoto Jyamaru.

Boom boom!!

Two explosions in a row immediately kicked up a large amount of water mist.

At this moment, two armed helicopters appeared in the sky, and Wang Ye, Xiao Zizai, Black Tube, Old Meng, and other elite forces from the company began to arrive successively.

On the other side, Ma Xianhong and Deng Youcai also successfully arrived at Celestial Lake with their team.

In the water mist, Miyamoto Jyamaru, with a calm expression, slowly walked to the water's edge, stepping on the giant snake.

When he reached the shore, the purple giant snake suddenly erupted with a purple light, transforming into a light purple greatsword in Miyamoto Jyamaru’s hand, with two dark green snake eyes on the blade constantly surveying the crowd.

“Heh heh! Things have come to this! Kikuchi Ichiro!! Don’t hide anymore!”

As soon as his voice fell, a team of Eastern Sea Ninjas in diving suits arrived on the shore one after another.

Lin Yuan briefly assessed the configuration of both sides; in terms of numbers, they were roughly equal.

At this moment, Miyamoto Jyamaru shifted his gaze to Lin Yuan.

“The scent on your body, Sheshe likes it very much! Judging by your appearance, you must be Lin Yuan of Mount Longhu, right?”

Lin Yuan tightly gripped his qianming sword, looking at Miyamoto Jyamaru with disdain.

“Old son, you still recognize your old man, me?”

“For a thousand years, you Eastern Sea have been our vassals! Now you’re truly audacious, daring to come to your ancestors’ territory to steal things. If I don’t chop off your head! I won’t be worthy of returning to Mount Longhu!”

Miyamoto Jyamaru laughed loudly:

“Hahahaha! With just you and that old piece of junk in your hand?”

“The Sheshe Greatsword in my hand is made from the incense ash of Jingguo Shrine and the blood-soaked earth of Hujing! Back then, this blade drank its fill of your Chinese people’s blood, and later it fused with the power of the Yamata no Orochi to be forged.”

Lin Yuan raised his qianming sword, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes burning with fury. This old man, holding a greatsword stained with the blood and tears of countless Chinese people, was parading his power here.

“Old geezer! If I don’t chop you into minced meat bit by bit today, my name Lin Yuan will be written backward!”

As soon as his voice fell, the sky above changed color, and the falling goose-feather snow suddenly stopped, replaced by surging lightning.

The qianming sword in Lin Yuan’s hand roared with thunder; he swung it forcefully at Miyamoto Jyamaru.

A golden-red slash several meters long, imbued with lightning, rushed towards Miyamoto Jyamaru with an unstoppable momentum.

At the same time, thousands of longswords circling around Lin Yuan also transformed into a Sword Qi storm, charging towards Miyamoto Jyamaru.

Miyamoto Jyamaru, holding Sheshe, revealed a wicked smile. He gently twisted the hilt, and eight massive purple snake heads instantly burst forth.

Lin Yuan’s two attacks were instantly forcibly broken by the giant snakes.

Without any hesitation, he immediately summoned Platinum Star.

“Za Warudo!!”

As Time Stop unfolded, everyone present's movements froze.

However, Lin Yuan noticed that the vertical pupils of the eight huge snake heads released by Miyamoto Jyamaru were staring back and forth at him and Platinum Star.

“You son of a bitch! What are you staring at?!”

Lin Yuan, enraged, disregarded the backlash of the world and forcibly activated the world with his main body.

“Za Warudo!!!”

An even more terrifying Time Stop power pressed down again, and this time, the giant snakes’ eyes finally couldn’t lock onto Lin Yuan and Platinum Star anymore.

The person and his Clone immediately attacked from two directions.

Platinum Star’s hands, swirling with lightning, formed two lightning blades, which first targeted one of the giant snake heads and began to furiously hack at it.

“Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora! Ora!!”

Lin Yuan dared not be careless; holding his qianming sword, he thrust it towards Miyamoto Jyamaru’s chest.

Pfft!

The qianming sword instantly pierced Miyamoto Jyamaru’s heart, and the terrifying high temperature directly carbonized the heart.

“Old geezer! Weren’t you arrogant? Now let’s see how you can be arrogant!?”

As Time Stop ended.

All eight gigantic snake heads released by Sheshe were cut off by Platinum Star.

And Miyamoto Jyamaru’s chest was directly pierced with a large hole, his heart missing.

“Cough cough cough...”

Miyamoto Jyamaru, without a heart, knelt on the ground, constantly coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth.

“Kid! If I’m not mistaken, you possess the power of Time Stop, don’t you?”

Lin Yuan looked at Miyamoto Jyamaru with some surprise.

“Heh heh, so what? The outcome is decided!”

On the battlefield, the Chinese side, seeing that Lin Yuan had actually killed the Eastern Sea Sword Saint with one blow, all became excited.

“Holy cow! Lin Yuan is awesome!!”

“Immortal Master Lin Yuan! You are truly my god!!”

“Immortal Master Lin Yuan! This achievement is too fierce, killing an Eastern Sea Sword Saint with one sword. Among the new generation of China, I am willing to call him the strongest!”

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes, a trace of worry flashing across his face.

“Don’t be careless. A normal person without a heart would have collapsed long ago. This man is still not dead, which is not right!”

Just then, purple mist suddenly rose around Miyamoto Jyamaru.

“If I didn’t have that last move, kid, you would have indeed won just now! Perhaps you don’t know my nickname yet?”

“Besides the title of Eastern Sea Sword Saint, people also call me another nickname! Eight-Armed Heavenly Demon! At the same time, I am the only swordsman in the Eastern Sea to achieve the feat of ten thousand kills!”

As his voice fell, Miyamoto Jyamaru raised Sheshe, stabbed it into his body, and then sank into the nearby Celestial Lake.

Not long after, a dazzling purple light erupted from within the Celestial Lake.

Boom!!

A loud noise came, and a monster with a snake body and a human head, about fifteen meters tall, with eight thick arms each holding a longsword, appeared before everyone.

Guan Shihua’s face changed drastically as he looked at the monster before him.

“The Eight-Armed Heavenly Demon that appeared on the Chinese battlefield back then! With his strength alone, he fought against half of China’s Outsider World at the time!”

“In the end, if it weren’t for the top masters from the Tangmen, Mount Longhu, the Lu Family, and Quanxing all acting at the same time, an estimated tens of thousands of Chinese soldiers would have died on the spot!”

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