Chapter 354
Chapter 354
As for Ye Gucheng and his men, even as a sword immortal, he did not dare to take on Jue Wushen's killing fist head-on. He could only rely on his body skills to fight with the opponent and wait for an opportunity.
Although there was only a small realm gap between him and Jue Wushen, this gap between a master and a grand master has stumped countless people throughout the ages.
In addition, Jue Wushen's indestructible golden body was really abnormal, and even his famous skill, Flying Fairy from the Sky, could not hurt the opponent in a short period of time.
And Jue Wushen was unable to defeat Ye Gucheng because of his shortcomings in body skills, so the two of them were deadlocked.
The other Shi Dingtian and the boxing god were similar. As one of the royal worshipers, Shi Dingtian was a general who was good at fighting, especially the hard qigong "Dingtian Shenjia" he practiced, which was invulnerable to swords and guns and water and fire.
It was just because he was deceived and made a big mistake at the beginning that he was deprived of his military power.
However, considering his contribution to the Ming Dynasty over the years and his top strength in the world, he was not executed directly at the beginning, but was chosen to be worshipped by the emperor, and continued to protect the Ming Dynasty in another way.
As the leader of the Fist Sect, the most powerful force in Japan, besides the Hidden Sword Sect and the royal family, and on par with the Godless Palace, the Fist God is no less powerful than the Godless Palace, and even surpasses it to some extent. If it weren't for the sudden intervention of the Hidden Sword Sect, I'm afraid he would have started a war with the Godless Palace long ago.
Although his strength is stronger than Shi Dingtian in front of him, he is not yet able to easily defeat the opponent. After all, the hard Qigong he practices is not inferior to the indestructible golden body of the Godless Palace.
In addition, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade in the opponent's hand has a force of no less than a thousand pounds every time it is swung, so even the Seventh Grandmaster of the Fist God has to be careful.
On the contrary, Wuming seemed more dangerous. Although he was stronger than the Emperor of Japan, he was always in a weak state because of the poison given by his apprentice Jian Chen. Therefore, even when facing the Emperor of Japan, whose cultivation was lower than his, he could only retreat step by step under the attack of the opponent.
But fortunately, he did not think that he could defeat the opponent at the beginning. As long as he could delay the opponent as much as possible, as long as he could hold on for a while and wait for victory in other battlefields, the balance of victory would naturally fall to his side.
And the fact was not unexpected. As time went by, the number of enemies from Japan had become fewer and fewer, and it had even reached the point where two or three people from the Central Plains were enough to share one enemy.
As long as they could hold on for another two or three quarters of an hour, then all the martial artists on their side would be able to participate in the action of besieging the Emperor of Japan and the three people.
In a word, the advantage was on their side.
"Why don't you do it?"
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people on their side, and the three of them were still unable to take down Ye Gucheng and the other two, Jue Wushen finally got anxious.
"What, there are still enemies?"
Jue Wushen's words also shocked all the martial artists in the Central Plains, especially Lu Xiaofeng. He knew that what he was most worried about had happened. The emperor guessed correctly that there were indeed people behind these people.
After hearing Jue Wushen's words, the three Wuming people also got rid of their opponents' entanglement, gathered together, and looked around vigilantly.
But to their surprise, even though Jue Wushen shouted for a long time, the people behind them still had no intention of coming out, and even others thought that the other party was trying to scare them.
"If you don't come out again, don't blame us for leaving!"
This time, not only Jue Wushen but also the boxing god, who had always been his mortal enemy, stood on his side, and the remaining emperors, although they did not speak, also showed their attitudes with actions.
They were not stupid. If the other party really used the three of them as cannon fodder, they would definitely turn around and leave without hesitation.
And it was precisely this look of his that proved that what Jue Wushen said was true. There was someone behind these people's invasion of the Ming Dynasty to steal the dragon veins.
But this made them even more shocked. You know, this is the emperor, the supreme existence in Japan, and now he is being held hostage like Jue Wushen and his men.
And with the joint statement of the three of them, they also made the people behind them weigh the pros and cons.
If Jue Wushen and his men really wanted to leave, then Wuming and others would not be able to stop them, and their purpose of invading the Central Plains this time would surely end in failure.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour, just when Jue Wushen and his men were about to retreat, the person behind them finally chose to show up.
"Tap tap tap..."
It was obviously just a light footstep, but it was heard by everyone like thousands of troops, and evenEven their minds were drawn to the gentle footsteps.
As the footsteps gradually approached, everyone's weapons could not help but hum, even Ye Gucheng, who was known as the Sword Immortal and was only one step away from the Heavenly Sword Realm, was no exception.
If he had not suppressed his long sword tightly, I am afraid that it would have flown out of his hand at this moment and flew towards the direction of the footsteps.
But he could suppress it, which did not mean that others could do so. Except for Bu Jingyun's peerless sword and Nie Feng's Blood Drinking Mad Knife, which were quite special, everyone, including Master Miejue's Heavenly Sword, flew out at the same time.
"Ding Ding Ding..."
As the weapons were inserted into the ground one by one, making crisp sounds, the owner of the footsteps slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
A middle-aged man with a samurai sword on his waist and wearing Japanese armor walked towards them step by step.
What was even more shocking was that in addition to him, there were also three figures following behind him, and the strength of each of them was not inferior to the three Jue Wushen.
Grandmaster, Grandmaster, and Grandmaster again. Together with Jue Wushen and the other two, there are seven Grandmasters in Japan.
My God, seven Grandmasters, what kind of strength is this? Looking at all the countries in the world, including the Ming Dynasty where martial arts is most prosperous, it is impossible to have so many Grandmasters.
And Japan is such a small place, but it has dispatched seven Grandmaster-level strongmen at once. Are they crazy or is this world crazy?
"Senior Wuming, can you see their specific strength?"
Swallowing hard, Lu Xiaofeng finally came back to his senses and turned to Wuming and asked.
And his words also made a group of martial artists turn their heads. If you want to say who is most likely to see the other party's strength, it must be Wuming, the legendary Grandmaster who has mastered 80% of the power of heaven and earth.
Although his strength has not been fully restored due to his injury, his vision and realm are real.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Wuming said solemnly: "The other three are the same as me, all of them are legendary grandmasters of the eighth level.
As for the leader, he is at least above the ninth level, or even the tenth level!"
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