Is Yagyu Ichiro sincere? You can tell from the blow-up medicine in the underground cell.

Now, Xu Tian has cut all the fuses of the fried medicine, and he and Xin Zhiruo are watching here. If someone comes to check or connect the fuses, it goes without saying that Ichiro Yagyu must have something to do with it. However, Xu Tian and Xin Zhiruo stayed in the authentic tent until sunset and dusk without anyone coming.

His spiritual sense scanned, and the martial arts and demons had already flowed into the Cultivator Guild to denounce Ichiro Yagyu together, with a very powerful voice.

Xu Tian looked at Xin Zhiruo in his arms and coughed, "Zhiruo, I have to go up and take a look..."

"Let's go later."

"Ah? You've been asking for it several times, and my legs are weak..."

"I didn't say I want it."

Xin Zhiruo, who had just tasted the forbidden fruit, was immersed in that hysterical madness. If it weren't for something very important, Xu Tian would have doubted whether she would have been drained. However, she really didn't want to move, so she stayed in the tent and monitored the situation of the underground cell. Xu Tian crawled out along the horse gourd manhole cover in the sewer and soon met Tang Jingzhai, Xin Huqiu and others.

The current cultivator guild is full of martial arts and demon cultivators, and everyone is excited. The martial arts training ground in the ghost market is even more crowded, with no room for space. Ichiro Yagyu sat upright in one corner of the ring. He was wearing white socks, wooden clogs, a samurai suit, a white forehead guard on his forehead, and a Japanese sword in both hands, which was very powerful.

Without Dongfang Zhuo, Song Zu, Fujita and others, there were only a dozen people left by Ichiro Yakuen, all of his close followers. No matter how the people in the audience shouted, Ichiro Yakuen had no expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At six o'clock, the hero conference was officially held. Who could beat Ichiro Yayoi? If he had to sweep the martial arts and demon cultivators of the entire China, it would be a joke. The people present had never seen Ichiro Yayoi's ability, but Master Hu San, Xin Huqiu and others had a deep understanding. Even a master like Xin Huqiu could not take three moves under Ichiro Yayoi's hands. If someone wanted to deal with him, it would be useless if others went up.

Xu Tian asked Ji Xianxian to disguise himself as Long Jianghua. He and Xin Huqiu, Tang Jingzhai, Hu San Taiye, and Qiao Xin stood in the crowd, not showing any signs of mountains and water. Yan Sen, Chang Daxian, Ji Xianxian, and Shen Ji Shuang stayed in the villa just to stare at Long Jianghua and never let someone take it away.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally it was six o'clock, and there was still no news about the Second Grandpa, the Western Regions evil monks, the corpse cultivation and the knot.

Ichiro Yagyu stood up and shouted in a very smooth Chinese language: "The Chinese nation's Huatianbao, and many capable people emerge... I came from Japan to challenge the martial arts and demon cultivators of China. Ask the heroes of the world, who is the ups and downs? Whoever beats me, is the leader of the real Dicisor League. Come on, who wants to come up and fight me?"

"I'll do it!" A young man jumped onto the ring and bowed, "I'm Yu Chenglong from the Snake Fist Sect, I'll fight you."

"Come!"

Yu Chenglong's body movement is very good, his bones are very soft, and he flashes back and forth, making people unable to understand his position at all. In an instant, he approached Ichiro Yayoi, his fingers bent slightly, as if a poisonous snake spitted a letter, and he took Ichiro Yayoi directly in front of Ichiro Yayoi.

Ichiro Yasuo did not dodge or avoid it. He grabbed Yu Chenglong's wrist with a casual grab, just like he grabbed the snake's seven inches. Yu Chenglong's arm had no strength. Ichiro Yasuo threw Yu Chenglong under the ring with a casual swing. Yu Chenglong flipped two somersaults and landed on the ground.

At this moment, the faces of the people present changed. No wonder Ichiro Yagyu was so arrogant. He was even more terrifying than the legendary ones. People in the north may not know it very well, but most people in the south have heard of Yu Chenglong under the Snake Fist Sect. He broke through to the middle stage of the Martial Emperor at a young age, and is definitely a handful of existences. But now, he couldn't even beat him a single encounter under Ichiro Yagyu's hands. The difference in strength was too great, not a little bit.

Whoosh, another burly old man jumped onto the ring and bowed: "I am Luo Weiyang, the successor of Shaolin Fuhuquan, I'll ask you for advice."

"Come."

Ichiro Yayoi was still like what he had just now, with no joy or worry on his face.

It can be seen that Luo Weiyang had some thoughts in the Tiger Fist. His hands were like tiger claws, swept across the air twice, and the sound of a tiger roar was faintly mixed with the sound of a tiger roar. Soon, he rushed to Ichiro Yayoi and pulled it to Ichiro Yayoi's jaw with a Tiger Fist. His move was sharp and ruthless.

Ichiro Yasui was exactly the same as before, and his speed was not very fast, but he grabbed Luo Weiyang's fist. He then pushed and swung, and Luo Weiyang flew under the ring like Yu Chenglong just now. It can be seen that Ichiro Yasui was showing mercy, otherwise they would not have fallen down. It is very likely that even their lives would have to be left here.

Two moves, two meet each other, and two lose.

The people present were frightened by Ichiro Yayoi's methods. They all held their breath and didn't even dare to breathe. Could it be that no one could beat Ichiro Yayoi? History is repeating itself. More than 20 years ago, Li Lin came to save them, but now there is no more.

Emperor Qianhuang, Xiaoyao Daxian and others went to the Talmud Desert, but there was no news. Ning Donglai, Dongfang Zhuo, Song Zu and others went to Dayan Mountain to investigate the sealed passage, but disappeared when they came back. There was no news until now. Among these people, there was someone who knew Xinhuqiu and Tang Jingzhai. It seems that the person who defeated Yanagi Ichiro was the one who belonged to Xinhuqiu.

"Xinhu Hill!"

"Xinhu Hill!"

These people screamed and placed all their hopes on Xinhuqiu. Xinhuqiu knew his family's affairs. When he was at Tianle Peak in Donghai, he had already fought with Ichiro Yagyu. As a result, he defeated him in minutes, and he would be humiliating him when he went up again.

But if you don’t go up, wouldn’t you lose the face of the Chinese? Xinhuqiu was about to go up, suddenly, a voice came from not far away: “Yaoyu Ichiro, this is in China, how can you allow you to be rampant? Our leader will come and meet you for a while.”

"Leader?"

These people looked over in the voice and saw a group of people walking in from outside. The first one was Ning Donglai, the leader of the Cultivator Alliance and the leader of the Tiandao Sect. Following Ning Donglai were Qiu Muyi and Fan Xizhao, as well as Ning Qianhao and others, who were full of momentum.
Chapter completed!