The half-step king was killed, which means that the opponent is likely to be the top half-step king, or even the real king.

That's why Orochi came to invite Muramasa to take action.

What's more, Muramasa also participated in the entire process of planning to deal with the King of Hell, and many of the strategies were made by Muramasa.

"Master, to put it bluntly, you have also participated in dealing with the King of Hell. I believe that the Hall of Hell will also cause trouble for you this time when he comes to Japan."

The snake continued, "Did you just want to watch this symbol of Japanese martial arts - the Sword God City, was destroyed like this?"

Murama was silent.

As a true king.

Muramasa was once an invincible existence in Shenlongzhou.

Thirty years ago, he killed countless powerful people in Shenlongzhou, became famous in one fell swoop, and was regarded as the God of Swords.

Even the king is vulnerable in front of him.

Until later, the village met a man, a man who claimed to be the leader of the Mo Sect.

The two fought on the top of the snow-capped mountain for ten days and ten nights.

No one knows the final result.

But since then, Murama never went to Longguo again.

Some people say that the village was defeated.

Some people also said that Muramasa defeated his last opponent and felt bored, so he went back.

In fact, neither is right.

Xiao Chen heard from his master that in that battle, the two tied.

But Muramasa is obviously more talented. If he meets him again, he will definitely not be Muramasa's opponent.

This village is so terrifying.

That was thirty years ago.

It laid the position of Muramasaki God in one fell swoop.

Although he did not take action later.

But his eldest disciple Oden emerged.

In recent years, many people have coveted the position of the Sword God and came to challenge them, but were defeated by Oden one by one, and they could not even see Muramasa.

It shows the horror of Muramasa.

"Forget it, you'll stay in the Knife City these days. If there are really experts coming, I would like to know."

Muramasa sighed, after all, he couldn't resist this apprentice.

One disciple has died, and he really doesn't want another disciple to die.

"Thank you, Master, who comes out of the mountain, is the glory of my Japanese martial arts."

The snake was very excited.

This time, even if the God of War is reborn, it will be useless. Who can be the opponent of the Saber God Masato?

The village is the real king!

There are still ten and a half-step kings in the Sword God City, all of which have terrifying sword techniques.

Adding to the five in the Demon King Hall, there are a total of fifteen and a half-step kings.

Such a powerful combination makes you tremble when you look at the entire Shenlong Continent.

Of course, except for the ancient tribe.

The ancient clan is a group of mysterious guys, and it is difficult to judge their strength.

The village was so arrogant back then, just because the ancient clan was too lazy to manage secular affairs. Otherwise, he would have lost his mind if the leader of the Mo Sect took action.

"Now Japan has also declined, and even a king is hard to see."

Muramasa sighed.

The old-looking body exudes an extremely terrifying aura.

The snake knelt there, trembling all over.

"There are still kings, but they are all guarding my king. After all, kings are a national strategic reserve and cannot be easily exposed."

Big Snake Road.

“That’s true.”

Murata nodded.

A king-level expert will not easily take action, just like the previous king-slaughter incident, basically no king was sent.

Only one sent by the United States was killed.

A king-level expert is a secret for every country.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for many years, Muramasa's sword god is still as energetic as ever."

Suddenly, a loud laugh came.

Except Muramasa, everyone else was frightened because they didn't notice anyone coming in.

"Is it your boy?"

Muramasa smiled: "If you don't stay in Longguo, why are you doing here?"

"I'm here to tell you something bad news."

The man approached.

The terrifying aura was released, and even the half-step king couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

"Come on evil, put away your breath, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Muramasa said coldly.

Eilai felt Muramama's murderous aura as if it were a blade, and his heart trembled slightly.

As the king, this Muramasa is indeed much scary.

At least ten times stronger than Shangliuyun.

And he is not as good as Shang Liuyun.

Facing Murata is too stressful.

He hurriedly restrained his breath and smiled, "I came here without any malice. I just want to tell you that the King of Hell is not dead!"

What! The King of Hell is not dead!

Everyone was stunned.

They spent so much manpower and financial resources, just like killing the King of Hell.

As a result, now someone tells them that the King of Hell is not dead?

This makes them accept it.

"You fart, how could he not die? I saw his body."

The snake roared.

"Stop talking and do not be rude to evil."

Although Muramasa is stronger than evil, he is very aware of the horror of the ancient clan.

In the battle with the old leader of the Mo Sect, he did not take advantage, but the other party did not win either.

At the foot of the mountain, he met a young man who claimed to be the ancient tribe of the Southern Chu tribe.

He said he wanted to play two tricks with him.

As a result, he was taken down in three moves.

That happened thirty years ago.

At that time, the young man was less than thirty years old, and now he was less than 60 years old.

And he is almost seventy years old now.

That person's horror became his lifelong nightmare.

For this reason, he also helped the ancient tribe of Nanchu to do a lot of things.

"Master!"

The snake was stunned. His master hadn't been so strict for a long time.

"Do you know where he comes from?"

Muramasa asked coldly.
To be continued...