Lin Xiaotian's feet grew lotus step by step and walked on the sea, with speed as fast as thunder, and he could hardly see his figure clearly.

But in fact, the next moment, the blurry figure suddenly condensed, and a little cold light seemed to be about to cut through the space, and stabbed towards Miyamoto's eyebrows.

The latter's face changed slightly, and then he picked it up horizontally, with a long knife blocking his chest.

clang!

The fake dragon dagger in Lin Xiaotian's hand hit Miyamoto's blade, making a crisp sound, and then the force of thunder rushed into Miyamoto's body along the blade.

The latter's body began to slide on the sea like a dart, and this slip was thirty or forty meters.

It was blocked by the crowd.

By the end, Miyamoto's blade became hot and red.

"Good sword!"

Miyamoto's eyes showed a look of praise.

Then, he waved Lin Xiaotian away.

"It's a pity that you don't have enough skills in swordsmanship. You only have shapes and only have brute force. If you reach my level, this sword will definitely take my life.

The Chinese swordsmanship is indeed profound and profound. I want this sword. I will give me the inner alchemy and this swordsmanship. I will save your life."

"Sorry, no." Lin Xiaotian shook his head.

"That's a pity."

Miyamoto shook his head too.

Then he waved the long knife and stood it in front of him. He pinched the blade with his two fingers and slid it from bottom to top.

Buzz!

After the fingers passed, the blade seemed to make a long buzzing sound, as if there was life, and I felt the call from my master's forehead.

"This is also your Chinese swordsmanship, and thousands of swords have returned to the ancestral world. Thirty years ago, I came to you to practice in China. A master of swordsmanship, who has a destiny to me, gave me this swordsmanship. And you should be the leader of China, which is worthy of your Chinese swordsmanship."

Miyamoto murmured in a deep voice.

The samurai sword in his hand suddenly threw it, and a buzzing sounded suddenly.

Then the samurai sword instantly cut through the sky like a terrifying geese.

Above the blade, there is a stream of light, even gorgeous, like a meteor.

In an instant, a stream of light was flowing in the sky.

The long sword moved and rotated in the air. In an instant, countless long swords transformed out instantly.

It was really a sword rain falling from the sky.

Such scenes are like miracles.

On the edge of the blockade of the Five Lakes and Seas, those strong people who have been watching here have changed their colors when they see this scene.

Such tricks are like miracles. Miyamoto is worthy of being the one who was surrounded by the three masters of China back then.

I'm afraid this guy will be finished.

Lin Xiaotian's face was also extremely gloomy. Although Miyamoto's realm may not be the master for some reason, his methods far surpassed those of the master.

Just like myself, although he is not a master, he still knows the symbols of these masters when he is formed in Qi.

This person is worthy of being the God of Japan.

Lin Xiaotian frowned and looked up at the thousands of sword blades floating in the sky, and a chill flashed through his heart.

At the same time, there is also this endless majesty, which is intricate and suffocating.

"I'm giving you one last chance, and I'll give you a chance to share the sword technique with the inner alchemy."

Miyamoto stared at Lin Xiaotian and said with an extremely serious expression.

“It’s not over yet.”

Lin Xiaotian shook his head.

There was an additional jade pendant in his hand. It was the treasure of the powerful man in the divine realm that he had taken from the man surnamed Chen before.

In the past few days, Lin Xiaotian had already mastered the power in the jade pendant.

Seeing Lin Xiaotian take out something, Miyamoto was slightly stunned for a moment, as if he felt an extraordinary force.

But nothing was said.

Now that things have come to this point, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

"fall!"

He slowly stretched out his palm, facing upwards, and then murmured softly, and his palm suddenly flipped.

The thousands of sword blades floating in the air suddenly slid down like meteors.

Whoosh!

Thousands of sounds breaking through the air are coming and going.

It was really a sword rain all over the sky, making people have nowhere to escape.

However, Lin Xiaotian did not plan to escape.

A strange color passed through the dark eyes.

Smile.

The internal force immediately rushed into the sky-raising puppet.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a white light was made of it. A faint palm print outline suddenly surged out from the jade pendant.

It is as wide as two meters and as high as three meters.

Lin Xiaotian pinched his five fingers and rushed into the air.

The palm print immediately blocked his head.

Hurry!

The sword rain fell, but it fell one after another on the palm print.

When it fell on the palm print, it was locked up one after another.

At the intersection, white light suddenly surged, extremely dazzling, which was really shocking.

After several breaths, the white light dissipated, and a samurai sword was floating above Lin Xiaotian's head, and the thousands of sword rains disappeared.

"roll!"

Lin Xiaotian hummed lowly, his feet were stuffy, and the sea under his feet suddenly splashed. The samurai sword floating above Lin Xiaotian's head flew out with a swish.

Miyamoto was held tightly in his hand.

"This is the breath of a powerful man in the divine realm—"

Miyamoto stared at Lin Xiaotian with an extremely horrifying look in his eyes. What he saw and heard today was horrifying.

Originally, he was just a young man in the middle stage of the Heavenly Dao, but he originally felt that he could not make any big waves.

But this guy used all his tricks and was stunned to force himself into such a situation.

"Can you block my second sword?"

Miyamoto snorted coldly.

Although this guy blocked his sword, Miyamoto knew that his sword was just his own trick, but Lin Xiaotian's palm was using external forces.

He doesn't believe that this son can borrow external forces countless times?

"rise!"

Immediately, Miyamoto's face darkened, and a long sword in his hand flew up again.

It is even more powerful than before.

"I could have continued to use Wanjian Return to the Sect to kill you, but that would be too rogue.

I originally planned to keep my move to deal with Yan Nantian and the others, but you are already qualified.

I haven't entered China for fifteen years, and after fifteen years, I have sharpened my sword. This sword can break the sky and penetrate the earth.

The top of the God-killing Realm, the bottom of the Heaven-killing Dao.”

After the samurai sword flew over the sky, Miyamoto was lowered, and his palm began to change. The Great Way of Heaven and Earth seemed to be wandering in Miyamoto's changing palm at this moment.

And the samurai sword in the sky became illusory.

It seems to be disappearing.

But it was just the samurai sword about to disappear, but the sharp breath became more and more prosperous.

"This sword is called the unity of the heavenly sword. My three swords in Japan flow to the highest realm. This sword is worthy of your identity."

Miyamoto murmured in a low voice.

Lin Xiaotian's expression changed drastically.

This sword is probably above the master. Even when he was a master, he would never have such a fierce aura.

This sword may have reached the divine realm.

Lin Xiaotian frowned and thought for a long time.

Then, from the pocket, I took out the scroll from the cave.

"Fight!"
Chapter completed!