Chapter 2694: Death of the Heavenly King (Sixth Update)

"Stab——"

Izumi continued to move forward, aiming straight at the chest of the Heavenly King.

This knife was filled with overwhelming murderous intent, as if he would not stop until he achieved his goal.

The Heavenly King's face was completely ugly, he could almost feel the breath of death, subconsciously waved the Kusanagi sword, and retreated backwards at the same time.

But the lethality contained in Ye Tianlong's move was completely beyond the Heavenly King's imagination.

"Stab——"

Although the Heavenly King used the Kusanagi sword to hold Izumi down, his whole body also retreated backwards.

But Ye Tianlong rushed forward, reached behind his back with his left hand, pulled out the magic sword and waved it.

A red light flashed.

"No——"

The Heavenly King's mind trembled, roared, and pressed all his strength to block the power of Ye Tianlong's knife.

But he had no time to draw the sword back, and the magic sword chopped his neck with great momentum.

"Puff!"

A sharp sound stopped all the movements of the Heavenly King.

The king did not shout or struggle, but suddenly, like a watermelon broken in half, he fell to the ground, shaking.

His head was separated from his body.

The king's eyes were full of frustration and anger, staring at Ye Tianlong, full of fear, suspicion and disbelief...

He seemed to never believe that Ye Tianlong would kill him like this.

His breath ran out, and his body lost all its strength!

Ye Tianlong stepped forward to pick up the Kusanagi sword, and then picked up Izumi and swung it.

"Puff--"

The king's head fell to the ground.

The king, dead.

The king was defeated! The king is dead!

This first spiritual leader who had been respected in the East for thirty years and looked down on the East was defeated after all, and was finally chopped into two pieces by Ye Tianlong and his head was chopped off.

All the Japanese present were extremely sad and miserable, as if their spiritual support had been castrated.

Their eyes focused on Ye Tianlong, and in their eyes, it seemed that a big sun was setting, and a brighter sun was rising slowly.

The royal children present were like bereaved.

"Kill him and avenge the king!"

The royal guards could not hold back, and surrounded him with a whoosh, wanting to fight Ye Tianlong to the death.

"Dang——"

Ye Tianlong raised his long sword, killing intent: "Do you want to die?"

The sword flashed, and directly cut down the two opponents in front.

Then his right foot kicked out again and again, and three samurai swords shot out through the air, directly piercing through the three gunmen.

The rest of the enemies instinctively retreated, very sad and hostile, but did not dare to act rashly.

They looked forward to the arrival of reinforcements, especially the police and the military, otherwise they would not be enough to fill Ye Tianlong's teeth, let alone revenge.

"Boom boom boom!"

But the Japanese people's calculations soon fell, and there were inexplicable explosions around the palace, at least twenty places.

The flames shot up to the sky and the smoke billowed.

The whole palace became chaotic in an instant.

"Don't block my way, or you will die."

Ye Tianlong glanced at the Japanese people surrounding him: "The king is not as skilled as others, so don't embarrass him anymore."

"Father, where is my father?"

Just then, another young man from Japan rushed out of the hall and shouted to the Japanese people: "Where is my father?"

Several Japanese women saw him and shed tears: "Prince Kawatake..."

They wanted to tell him, but they were too sad to say it.

This guy is a prince.

Seeing that no one answered, Ye Tianlong said kindly: "Your father has seen the gods."

"Ah——"

The young man from Japan turned his head to see the killed king, and then looked at Ye Tianlong who was carrying his father's Kusanagi sword, and roared:

"Did you kill my father?"

Ye Tianlong was the only Chinese in the whole audience, and he was holding his father's sword in his hand. No matter how stupid he was, he could see the clues.

"Fair fight."

Ye Tianlong took the imperial edict from the lantern: "Life and death are up to fate."

"Baga!"

The Japanese youth shouted, picked up a samurai sword from the ground, and slashed at Ye Tianlong without saying a word.

Iai Slash!

The blade light was like a stream of silk, the Milky Way fell straight down, and attacked Ye Tianlong fiercely.

"Looking for death."

Ye Tianlong's eyes turned cold, and he slashed with the opponent's samurai sword.

With a crisp sound, the Japanese youth's body shook, and he fell out with the sword, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The samurai sword fell from his palm without control.

"Too powerful."

The Japanese youth was shocked, and only he knew how much effort he had put in the previous attack, but he couldn't even block Ye Tianlong's sword.

Several Japanese people subconsciously shouted: "Prince Chuanwu!"

"Huh? Not dead?"

Ye Tianlong showed a trace of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect Chuanwu to be able to block his attack. Then, he shook his wrist and slashed again.

If one slash doesn't kill him, then two slashes will do.

The blade is sharp.

Prince Chuanwu looked desperate. He was exhausted from the previous slash and hadn't recovered yet. How could he resist Ye Tianlong's second slash?

"Dang--"

Just when Prince Chuanwu closed his eyes and waited for death, a bright sword light flashed and blocked Ye Tianlong's sword.

Then, a white-clothed indifferent figure appeared, with a pleasant fragrance, and she swung Ye Tianlong's magic sword back.

"Ye Tianlong, stop it!"

Aki Xiaozi.

The most famous martial arts genius in the East, holding a long sword like autumn water and bright moon in his hand, stood obliquely in front of Chuanwu.

The white clothes are whiter than snow, the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the look is full of heroic spirit.

Seeing Qiu Xiaozi appear, all the Japanese people around knelt down in an instant: "Master."

Prince Chuanwu also shouted: "Master, this bastard killed my father and many others. Please kill him, kill him."

Ye Tianlong smiled at the beauty: "Qiu Xiaozi, good evening, do you want to intervene?"

"But you have to be clear, he attacked me first."

"Not only does it make me unhappy, it is also against the will of the king."

Ye Tianlong patted the will on his body: "The king said that I can leave safely. Whoever dares to offend will die."

"Ye Tianlong, you have gained enough in this battle tonight, why bother with Prince Chuanwu?"

Qiu Xiaozi said lightly: "He has a deep father-son relationship. Seeing the king die in battle, he can't help but feel sad, so he is blinded by hatred for a while."

"Dang!"

Ye Tianlong raised the magic knife with his right hand and pressed it against Qiu Xiaozi's pretty face. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, and Izumi got out of his hand and went straight into Chuanwu's throat.

Pierce through with one knife.

Blood spurted.

Kawatake, who had just stood up, was shaken, and then fell to the ground with a scream. He covered his throat with both hands, but he couldn't stop the blood.

All the Japanese changed their faces.

Akishinoko's eyes were cold: "Ye Tianlong——"

No one expected that Ye Tianlong would kill Prince Kawatake.

"He has a deep father-son relationship, what does it have to do with me?"

Ye Tianlong said indifferently: "If you want revenge, do it on the 8th of next month."

After that, he drew out Izumi, pointed one knife at Akishinoko, and the other at the surrounding Japanese samurai.

"Those who stand in my way will die!"

No one charged.

Ye Tianlong walked away.

On May 4th, at the hour of Hai, Ye Tianlong slaughtered the black ninja, broke the six guards, killed Pinggong Xiong, killed Yukiko, stabbed the prince, and beheaded the king.

The world was shocked.