Destiny, I am a god-level villain

A thick breath of death enveloped Jia Tengying's whole body.

Startled in his heart, he secretly cried out: No, it's the sword energy of death!

The body slammed back at the same time.

It was only after he retreated a hundred meters that he could barely block the sword energy in front of him with all his cultivation.

Even so, he still suffered serious internal injuries at this moment.

"Who?" he exclaimed, looking up.

I saw where he was before, at this moment there was a middle-aged man holding a Japanese sword and wearing armor.

The man's face was colorless.

He just floated there quietly without saying a word, as if he didn't hear Jia Tengying's question at all.

"Hahaha! Jia Tengying, didn't expect that, right? Your master, the people of Longguo, have a backhand, don't we Japanese people have no backhand? To tell you the truth, this is the spirit beast summoned by my best friend, yes, That's right, you read it right, he is not a human, but a spirit beast, and I believe you have all heard the name of this person, he is called - Sword Master Miyamoto Musashi!"

The Japanese psychic laughed out loud.

But the psychic of Miyamoto Musashi he was talking about didn't show up.

Presumably it was because he was worried that someone would make a sneak attack again, so he didn't dare to appear easily.

"Miyamoto Musashi? How is that possible?"

Jia Tengying covered her chest with one hand, quickly retreated, and returned to Chen Fei.

"Mr. Chen, this is terrible, they even summoned Miyamoto Musashi!"

"Scary? What's so scary about him? Isn't he the sword master in your Japanese legend?"

Chen Fei is very familiar with this name.

It is said that it really is a person who once existed in history.

But human beings are human beings, and their abilities should be far behind those of the legendary monsters and spirit beasts.

"Mr. Chen, you don't know. In the legend of our country, the sword master Miyamoto Musashi killed millions of people under the sword. He even used the blood and resentment of these millions of dead souls to turn himself into a powerful demon. , it can be said that he is an existence second only to God, perhaps, he is a more terrifying existence than that Snow Maiden, I never thought that such a legendary figure could be summoned!"

Jia Tengying is already on the verge of riding a tiger, in fact, he regrets it somewhat now.

Chen Fei lost the red dragon.

The only capable woman in white is on par with Xue Nu.

This one Juggernaut Miyamoto Musashi alone was enough to bloodbath the entire Hurricane City.

"Oh, I see."

Chen Fei nodded.

He understood that the Miyamoto Musashi in this book and the Miyamoto Musashi in reality cannot be regarded as the same person at all.

It has been given another brand new identity and ability by this book.

But even so, it is just a bug compared to Candle Dragon.

In fact, it's not just Miyamoto Musashi, even the Yagi no Orochi before, or the current Yuki.

All of them have no fighting power in front of Zhulong.

Chen Fei suddenly felt that it was a waste to spend 100 million luck points to summon the candle dragon.

He really thought too highly of the summoned spirit beasts of the Wa country.

Huaxia's human heroic spirits should be enough to destroy these wastes.

Chen Fei briefly browsed through the system's holy summons.

A more suitable candidate was quickly found.

He looked at Miyamoto Musashi on the opposite side, and secretly smiled in his heart.

In the past, I often joked about Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong. People always wanted to know who would be better against famous generals from different eras.

Today, similar things will be tested by him.

Aren't you the sword master of Japan?
I'll let the Huaxia Sword Master match you up to see who is stronger and who is weaker!

It just so happened that this Juggernaut was not considered a mythical character, and he only had one-tenth of the luck value of Candle Dragon once summoned.

"Holy calling, Huaxia Heroic Spirit——Pei Min!"

Following Chen Fei's low shout.

Thunderbolts flickered in the sky.

A white lightning fell in front of Chen Fei.

The lightning disappeared, and a figure in blue shirt slowly appeared.

"Ah? Is that... a human?"

Lan Ruoxue and the others secretly exclaimed.

The other party summoned a legendary person, and Chen Fei also summoned someone.

Is it because, as the other party said, it is true that Chen Fei cannot summon the red dragon continuously, or did he do it on purpose?

"Haha, people of the Dragon Kingdom, I knew that your summoning ability could not sustain the second summoning of the red dragon. How is it now? Is there nothing you can do to get such a weak old man out?"

The psychic from the Japanese country couldn't help laughing so hard when he saw Chen Fei call out an old man in green clothes.

"Moreover, he is a sword wielder? I just told you that this is the sword master of our country, Miyamoto Musashi. He is the most powerful swordsman in the history of the country. No, not only the country, but also the whole country. In the world, there is no one stronger than him! Do you think that he is only the size of a normal person, so you underestimate him? He is stronger than the snow girl I summoned, and you will see later, what is called The real sword! Our Japanese sword is the real sword!"

The Japanese psychic put away his smile and waved forward.

Another psychic hiding in the dark immediately gave Miyamoto Musashi an order.

The strongest sword master in the Japanese legend, holding a sword in each hand, slowly took a step in the void.

He stepped on mid-air, as if stepping on calm water.

With his soles as the center, the space was riddled with layers of ripples.

Round and round, these ripples slowly spread outward.

When they arrived in front of the Dragon Kingdom soldiers, everyone was knocked backward by the seemingly slow ripples.

This feeling is not like being blown by a strong hurricane.

It's not like being bombarded violently by aura.

Much less like some sort of blaster.

Instead, it feels like the body is being pushed back by a huge invisible wall that moves.

And just after carrying one block, another block will come.

Make people defenseless.

Chen Fei didn't feel this way.

Because the Juggernaut standing in front of him blocked the ripples in front of him without moving.

As for the heroines in the city, except for Lan Ruoxue who could barely parry before retreating, all of them retreated like guard soldiers.

"See? This is the power of our great Japanese Sword Saint! People of the Dragon Kingdom, if you surrender now, I may spare your life. As a psychic, your strength is not bad. If you swear allegiance to the Holy Emperor, then If you donate the beauties behind you, the Holy Emperor will definitely spare you and let you have the nationality of our great Japanese country, how about it? You..."

"Snapped!"

The words of the psychic from the Japanese country have not finished yet.

He got a solid slap on the face.

This is coming down very fast.

He didn't see who hit it at all.

No, it should be said that he saw clearly that no one came over at all.

He was just standing there when he was suddenly slapped across the face.

"What's going on? Who attacked me?" The psychic from the Japanese country looked around in surprise.

"No one attacked you, we slapped you openly, right, Juggernaut Pei? Slap him again to let him feel it!"

Chen Fei smiled slightly at Pei Min in front of him, and gave new instructions.