Liu Sheng looked at Chen Mo with his sword and said in a deep voice: "Master Chen, I won't hide it from you. This time I was entrusted by someone to make sure that you never return to China!"
"So, I'm offended!"
Chen Mo could probably guess who Liu Shengyida was entrusted by.
Yagyu Itto has a transcendent status in Yamato, and the person who can make him willing to do things against his will is probably no one who can have such honor outside the officialdom of Yamato.
Chen Mo said calmly: "You don't have to be merciful, the sword has no eyes. Since I am standing here today, I have prepared everything, and I will not show mercy to you!"
"Okay, then let the real battle begin!" Yagyu Yi Dao's voice was bold and could be heard for thousands of meters.
Everyone below was confused: "What's going on? From Master Yagyu's point of view, what was just a small fight? Is the real battle starting now?"
"It's so shocking. If the powerful attack just now is not a real battle, then it is really exciting. What will the real battle between the two be like?"
The people of Yamato were excited and excited. It seemed that Master Yagyu, whom they admired, was far more powerful than they expected.
"Master Yagyu will win!"
"Master Yagyu will win!"
Below, the people in Yamato were in a passionate mood, and their shouts made the entire Futu Mountain tremble.
The people from the Huaxia Kingdom at the scene had ugly expressions. If Yagyu Ichitou had not used his true strength, would Master Chen still be able to deal with it
In China, through the video, almost half of the people in China are watching this battle.
Yagyu Itachi's words reached their ears clearly through the video.
"How is it possible? Yagyu Ichitou has not yet used his true strength. Now Master Chen is in trouble!"
"Don't worry, how did you know that Master Chen has no trump card?"
"Yes, I believe Master Chen must have some trump cards. Master Chen will definitely win!"
"Master Chen will win!"
"Master Chen will win!"
In the land of China, covering millions of square kilometers, hundreds of millions of compatriots raised their hands and shouted together.
This momentum is like thousands of horses galloping, like the roar of the Yellow River, directly crushing the people of Yamato country countless times!
Chen Mo couldn't see it, but the Chinese people in Yamato could see it.
The thoughts that unite hundreds of millions of Chinese compatriots seem to be conveyed through the video to the hearts of all Chinese people at the foot of Futu Mountain.
They were infected invariably and couldn't help but raise their hands and shout loudly: "Master Chen will win! Master Chen will win!"
"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you, there are hundreds of millions of compatriots behind you!"
"Don't be afraid that no one will cheer for you. Behind you stands a strong motherland!"
Lie Ruhuo stood quietly in the crowd, watching the scene in front of him and the Chinese compatriots in the video who shouted that Master Chen must win!
In an instant, Lie Ruhuo burst into tears.
"Chen Mo, have you seen it? For the wishes of hundreds of millions of people in China, you must win this battle!"
Zhu Tianliang screamed at the top of his lungs. He had lived a fine life since he was a child, and he had always thought that nothing in this world could truly enter his heart.
However, he found that he was terribly wrong. At this moment, he is no longer the second-generation rich man with a net worth of billions, but an ordinary Chinese.
Pei Shihao's eyes were red, and he was thinking about revenge. Only now did he realize how narrow-minded he was back then.
"It turns out that Master Chen didn't reject me at the beginning, but wanted me to understand that personal honor and disgrace are small, but the family, country and the world are big!"
In fact, Pei Shihao thought too much. Chen Mo rejected him not because of anything else, but because he simply didn't want to talk to him.
When the people of Yamato saw that one-tenth of the Chinese people at the scene actually dared to speak against them, they suddenly felt angry, held back their strength, and shouted even louder.
Yagyu Yida looked at the excited people of Yamato below, stretched out his hands, and embraced the void: "Look, this is the reason for my compromise!"
"The official can't order me to do anything against my will, but the blessings of thousands of people in Yamato can make me do anything for them!"
"A master of martial arts novels in China once said that a great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. I admire this sentence very much and have always regarded this sentence as my motto. As a warrior, this sentence is The value of existence.”
Chen Mo said calmly: "You are not a fish, how can you know the happiness of fish? Don't add high-sounding excuses to your actions. You cannot represent the innocent people, and you cannot understand the simple and even trivial happiness of the people at the bottom. "
"The Great Dao is inaction, is it something you, a mere mortal, can control?"
"Take action, let me see your true strength!"
Yagyu Yida's face was gloomy, and he slowly pulled out a long knife from his waist.
Chen Mo frowned slightly, he could feel the strong evil aura on the knife.
"This knife has probably infected thousands of lives!" Chen Mo's voice was a little cold. His original favorable impression of Yagyu Ichitō was gone because of the appearance of this knife.
Yagyu Itto gently stroked the blade with his hand, as if caressing his lover: "Yes, its name is Demon Sword Muramasa!"
"It turned out to be this magic knife. Anyone who uses this knife as a weapon should actually die!" Chen Mo's voice was cold.
Demon Sword Muramasa, this is the famous killing knife of Yamato Kingdom, and has even appeared in the myths and legends of Yamato Kingdom.
Of course, what this knife is stained the most with is the blood of Chinese people!
"It's just a weapon. There is no distinction between good and evil. It's about people's hearts. If you use it righteously, you will be righteous, and if you use it evilly, you will be evil. You have no right to judge it!" Yagyu Yida's face was gloomy, and a trace of red light gradually filled his eyes.
Chen Mo looked at Liu Sheng and said: "You have been invaded by the evil spirit, how can you still maintain your true intention? Ridiculous!"
Yagyu Yida's face was gloomy: "Stop talking nonsense, take my sword!"
Yagyu shouted loudly with his sword, and raised the demon sword Muramasa with both hands. The blade of the sword turned blood red.
"drink!"
As soon as the knife came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and black energy lingered. It seemed that a ghost face appeared on the knife head, opening its bloody mouth towards Chen Mo, trying to devour Chen Mo.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain felt waves of coldness coming over them, as if they had suddenly fallen into the Nine Nether Hells, making people shiver with cold.
"This kind of demon sword really shouldn't be left in the world!" Chen Mo said with an expressionless face and punched him.
clang!
Chen Mo's fist collided with the demon sword, and a sound of gold and iron was heard.
Chen Mo was knocked backwards by the sword, but Liu Sheng's sword was also shocked and he took a few steps back, but Chen Mo was at a disadvantage.
The blood-red color in Yagyu Yida's eyes became more and more intense, and gradually, both eyes turned blood-red.
"If you only have this strength, then stay today!"
The sound of Yagyu's sword echoed in the sky.
Moreover, Yagyu's sword did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. He returned the sword to its sheath and put one hand on the handle of the sword with a strange posture.
Chen Mo frowned slightly as he looked at Yagyu Yida who suddenly assumed a strange posture.
He felt that the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became violent and was rapidly gathering towards Yagyu's sword.
"ready!"
Chen Mo's face was serious as he looked at Yagyu Ichitō who was kneeling on one knee and maintaining the posture of drawing the sword.
"I can't believe that you have already understood the 'potential'!" Chen Mo was a little surprised.