If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"Then..." It was as if a volcano erupted and the earth's veins surged!

The man said: "One knife... God descends!!!"

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The earth is really shaking.It was as if there was a transparent monster standing behind the man, stomping heavily with his words, causing the wind to blow, the earth to cry, and gravel to rise out of thin air!

Then, time seemed to stand still.

The debris in the wind stopped in mid-air, the shock of the servants and servants around them froze on their faces, and Kirino's little hand that was inserted into Walter's vest was also stuck in the middle of the road.

So, while chanting the name of the move, the man raised his empty palm in a doomsday stillness.

He held his five fingers empty, as if he was holding a big sword that was condensed in the air, and then, the clear sunlight began to meander in the air like a distorted sword blade.

Ye Jian put away that leisurely attitude and started to get serious.

Even excluding the vision that is half hallucinatory and half real, the strange behavior of the man in front of him with empty hands, who is about to raise his hand to chop him through the air more than ten meters away, is enough to make him vigilant.

This is either mentally retarded, or something to rely on.

Yomi, who wears tinted glasses, thinks it's both.

He couldn't hear the wind, and the gravel hit his trousers silently, but the name of the move that Patriarch Gaosaka said broke through the barriers of time and space, and was directly transmitted to his ears.

...a knife...what?

The sun falling all over the sky turned into hundreds of rivers drawn into the sea, and the waves flowed along the air towards the palm of the hand held by Patriarch Kosaka, as if there was a strange gravity field there.

The meandering sunlight distorts all the scenes between the sky and the earth into a ridiculous way, like an oil painting that has been splashed with hot water. All kinds of things melt, spread, erode each other, and finally shrunk into a masterpiece of impressionism.

... A pure master level can't do this.

Ye Jian used the vast amount of martial arts knowledge in his mind to constantly make judgments and evaluations, like a sophisticated analysis machine.

... If one does not count Qi Qi, this person's skills, physical fitness, and even martial arts will are superior even at the Grandmaster level.

This is basically the limit that can be achieved without Qi machine, no wonder he would feel bored, and then switch careers to be the head of the family.

The colors of the world are more and more galloping towards the graffiti, only the gray-blue pupils of Patriarch Kosaka penetrate the colorful canvas.

His throat swelled, rubbing out the second half of the move name.

"...God descends!!!"

In an instant, it seemed as if the second hand passed two frames directly, and the editing quietly missed a few frames. The glory that traveled 960 million kilometers was pulled out of the air by this man in a formal suit who looked like a company executive. , waving down!

The condensed sunlight is like a sword piercing the sky, crushing the air into nothingness.

In an instant, the light was shining brightly, and the god who turned into the sun suddenly fell to the world! !

"boom!!!!!!!"

It's like the roar of everything that can explode at home, such as televisions, air conditioners, refrigerators, gas tanks, etc., at the same time, even worse than that, just like everything that can explode in the entire building explodes, blooming. Let it go for huge fireworks!

The colorful canvas was torn from the middle, the earthy yellow gravel, pale rocks, green trees, blue sky, and all kinds of dyes diffused from everything seemed to be frightened by the most brutal, screaming and facing The end of the world recedes, only the grand sun shines on the whole land like a god who gradually stands up.

After the earth-shattering explosion and the light of the world's birth slowly dissipated, flying dust and debris fell from the sky.

"Cough cough..." "Cough...cough" "Cough, cough..."

The dust inhaled into the lungs caused coughing sounds one after another around the training ground.

Walter stood in front of Kirino, his round lenses had been blown away, and his gray-blue eyes stared solemnly at the gray-white dust that gradually drifted into mist.

She never thought that her father could be so strong.

Therefore, he began to worry a little about Ye Jian, who was the target of this divine strike.

Behind the short girl, Master Walter, Kirino flicked her long jet-black hair messy in the wind—Walter couldn't completely cover her.

Then she stood on tiptoe, turned up the heels of her high heels, put her white chin over Walter's head, and trumpeted her hands.

Shouting: "Honey! It's your turn to kill this old man!"

As a result, there was a choking coughing sound in the martial arts training ground covered by dust, and the somewhat hoarse voice was definitely not seen at night.

Satisfied, Kirino rested his chin on the top of Walter's head, pressing against her cool hair, using his warm chest as a neck cushion.

Immediately after a flash of green light, a certain sense of existence suddenly expanded, and the dense dust scattered in all directions.

Ye Jian stood quietly at the same spot, her bright blond hair was spotless, only a lamp flickering with sword energy in her palm shone with green light.

He closed his white eyelids and looked lightly at the man facing him from afar.The man had just recovered from a cough and was still panting.

The moment the man's gray-blue eyes met Ye Jian's pupils like the sunlight falling on the treetops, Ye Jian smiled slightly and praised:

"You, not bad."

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The sun still casts warm light on the distant dome.It is an everyday scene, no different from what you see when you look up in the school playground.

However, in front of Yejian is a radial depression, and anyone can see that there was a shocking shock in this place at some time before.This is both extraordinary.

It was as if a gigantic desolate beast leaned out from the mythology and stomped angrily on the jagged training ground, and the imprint of the collapse was a round arc.

The radial scars on the ground started from the middle-aged man who had stopped breathing heavily. When he reached Ye Jian, he seemed to be cut off by a huge scissors from the end, spreading to both sides and farther away, and in the middle was a The starting point of Yejian's foothold is a narrow low wall.