As soon as the secretary-general finished speaking, the cameras of the surrounding media reporters were all pointed at Xiao Yifeng, and everyone in the gym was looking at Xiao Yifeng.

Xiao Yifeng put away the Minghong Sword and turned back to his position.

Then Xiao Han walked over and took the relic.

"Okay, now that we have the relic, our mission this time is considered completed. Let's go back to the hotel first."

Xiao Han looked at everyone and said.

Xiao Yifeng and others nodded one after another and were about to leave.

"Brother Xiaofeng, how long are you going to stay here?"

Kimura Masako suddenly looked at Xiao Yifeng and asked.

"I may have to go back today. Let's meet again when we have the opportunity."

Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.

"I have to leave so soon. I also want to take Brother Xiaofeng with you to have fun in Kyoto."

There was a look of reluctance in Kimura Masako's eyes.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future!"

Xiao Yifeng said calmly.

"Oh well!"

Kimura Masako nodded.

Then Xiao Yifeng and his party left the gym. Somewhere in the gym, an Indian man in a robe from the Indian government team looked at the backs of Xiao Yifeng and others leaving, with a special look flashing in his eyes.

After returning to the hotel, Xiao Yifeng and others returned to their rooms, waiting to leave. Xiao Han walked into Xiao Yifeng's room and couldn't help but ask: "That knife of yours should be a spiritual knife, right?"

"I don't know. I got this sword in a tomb. It's called Minghong Dao."

Xiao Yifeng said calmly.

"Minghong Sword? The ancient evil sword, the sword that comes from the same body as the Xuanyuan Sword?"

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Um."

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"You are very lucky to have gotten such a precious sword. However, it is said that this sword is too violent and resentful and can easily backfire on its owner. You must be careful not to be backlashed by this Minghong Sword."

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng and said.

"Don't worry, you want to bite me with just a knife. You really underestimate me."

Xiao Yifeng said disdainfully, with a look of confidence in his eyes.

At the same time, in that mysterious building in Kyoto, the middle-aged man wearing a black robe was sitting cross-legged, drinking tea, and a man was kneeling in front of him.

"Sir, what should we do now? The relics are already in the hands of the Chinese people."

The kneeling man spoke.

"This Chinese Buddhist people are really calm. They haven't taken any action until now. In this case, they can't let them take this relic away. Bring it over and I will give it to the palace master for study."

A cold glint flashed in the black-robed man's eyes, and he spoke lightly.

"Yes, sir!"

The man nodded and left quickly.

On the outskirts of Kyoto in Japan, there is a huge building full of ancient Japanese style. This is the residence of the Cangye family, one of the three major martial arts families in Japan, and it is also one of the forbidden areas in Kyoto.

In the hall of the Cangye Family, a group of people gathered. The leader was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a sinister look in his eyes, and a fierce aura. He was the head of the Cangye Family.

Soba Kawao is also the father of Soba Ichiro and Soba Erlang.

Except for Cangye Chuanxiong, everyone else present was a senior member of the Cangye family.

At this moment, Cangye Chuanxiong's face was extremely gloomy and ugly, with deep anger flashing in his eyes.

"Master, now both the eldest young master and the second young master have been injured. This is definitely a shame to our Cangye family. This matter must not be let go like this!"

A senior member of the Cangye family couldn't help but said, and everyone else agreed.

The Cangye family is one of the three major martial arts families in Japan and has a long history. There has never been a situation where a family member was seriously injured. Moreover, two direct descendants were injured. This is completely unfair.

The provocation of the Cangye family.

"That guy named Xiao Yifeng must die, and the Buddhist treasure relic, which I heard contains mysterious power that can improve people's strength, must be obtained together!"

Cangye Chuanxiong said with a cold light flashing like a vulture in his eyes.

"Master, the leader of this Chinese team is the captain of the Chinese Dragon Thorn. It is said that he is very powerful. It may not be easy to deal with him. And will this cause disputes between China and Japan?"

Another person spoke.

"Hmph, so what if they all died in Japan? It can only be said that they are not strong enough. We in Japan have no obligation to protect them. Notify Nokawa and ask him to lead people to kill them all and give the Buddhist relics to

I'll bring it back."

Cangye Chuanxiong shouted in a cold tone, with a cold glint in his eyes.

Time passed and night gradually fell. In a room of the hotel where Xiao Yifeng and the others lived, Xiao Yifeng and others all gathered together.

"Something might be wrong!"

Xiao Han looked at Xiao Yifeng and others and said.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yifeng said doubtfully.

"I originally planned to leave Japan tonight, but I was told that the flight was cancelled, and all flights from Kyoto to China were grounded today. I feel like something is wrong!"

Xiao Han's eyes flashed and he said solemnly.

"You mean someone is going to deal with us?"

Xiao Yifeng said in a deep voice.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, the relic is in our hands now, so we have to be careful."

Xiao Han said with a solemn expression.

"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!"

A purple light flashed in Xiao Yifeng's eyes, and a sneer formed on the corner of his mouth.

"There's a situation!"

Xiao Han and the four middle-aged men he brought with him all had their eyes fixed, sensing something unusual.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded, and the door of the room was suddenly blasted open. Several figures appeared in front of Xiao Yifeng and others. These people were all wearing white cloaks and robes, covering their cheeks. They were members of the Indian Tianri Sect.

dress up.

"You Tianri Sect also want to rob the relics?"

Xiao Han frowned slightly and looked at these people.

"Hand over the relics!"

One of them spoke hoarsely in Chinese.

"This relic belongs to me, China, how can I give it to you?"

Xiao Han shouted in a deep voice.

"kill!"

The man shouted hoarsely, and immediately the other people rushed over, a terrifying aura erupting from their bodies. They were all masters of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"All back!"

Xiao Han shouted loudly at Xiao Yifeng and others, and a terrifying aura was released from his body.

boom!

At this time, the master of Tianri Sect who had spoken before moved his hands, and a mysterious mark suddenly burst out with dazzling light, blasting towards Xiao Han.

Xiao Han also blasted out with a palm, two terrifying forces burst out, and everything in the room was destroyed by the energy.
Chapter completed!