At the critical moment, the sword saint of the Sword Saint of Yasuo who was unwilling to kill, turned into a slap in his hand, hit Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone's chest, knocked him away with one blow and smashed him to the ground, and then slashed the floor of the dojo due to the momentum and crashed into the dojo wall.

"Click~!" Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone, which had penetrated through the wall, kept falling on the grass outside the dojo, which had become muddy due to heavy rain before stopping.

"The power of a sword actually knocked down one-third of my health!" Lin Yunxuan was surprised, but made the fighting clone act like nothing was wrong. A lightning flashed through the night sky, illuminating the buildings around the grass and those disciples of the Taoist temple who were wandering in the corridor and unwilling to leave. [bsp;    "Are you okay!" The sword saint of Liu Sheng was watching to show his own way, and a little intimidated Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone. Seeing the power of his attack, he walked over with satisfaction.

In his opinion, although he had retained his strength and never used his sword blade to kill the enemy, he also used the force of the slap. With the use of sword intent, even if the opponent's steel bars and iron bones were used, he had to lie down for himself.

However, when the Sword Saint of Yagyu appeared in the hole in the wall of the dojo, he shouted the words softly, he also showed a hint of hesitation, and his tiger body couldn't help but shake!

Looking at Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone's intact body, the laughter of Yansheng's swordsman began to appear a little fake.

"Yan Sheng Sword Saint, worthy of being a swordsman who has comprehended the true meaning of the sword. I admire him here!" Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone clasped his fists in the heavy rain and said to Yau Sheng Sword Saint: "I lost this competition!"

"Where?" Liu Sheng's sword saint smiled on his face, and he looked at Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone with some fear. In his opinion, Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone was safe and sound under his attack just now. I'm afraid he kept his back and used the secret technique to hide his true strength!

"Friends, the competition has been passed. Why not go to my hut and make tea to drive away the cold? Then tell me what your second purpose is here?"

Lin Yunxuan's fighting clone nodded slightly, and was about to take a step and suddenly his expression changed drastically. He looked up at the night sky.

"What's wrong!" Yan Sheng Sword Saint was unclear, so he looked up at the sky. Except for thunder and lightning, there seemed to be nothing special after the storm.

"Sword Saint, I discovered something related to the second purpose, which is urgent. Please come and meet you next time."

"What?" Liu Sheng's Sword Saint was slightly stunned and was about to speak, but suddenly noticed that there was a trace of the descendant of the Kunlun Mountain War God Temple on the grass?

"This...what is going on!" The Sword Saint of Yagyu quickly stepped out and arrived in an instant at the grass where the male fighter once stood.

"The Qimen Dunjia technique shrank into an inch?" After being shocked, Sword Saint Liu Sheng was ecstatic: "Hahaha, indeed, as expected, those supreme Taoisms are true, and it is true to be a immortal! I, Liu Sheng, have the opportunity to seek immortality in the future!"

"All the disciples of my Liumen obey the orders. From today on, all those who call themselves disciples of the Kunlun War Temple will be guests of our sect. You must not neglect them!"

"Respect the teacher's order!" The disciples in the dojo were still present and were not shocked by the perverted physique of the male fighter and the sudden disappearance. When they heard the order of the sect leader, they quickly responded loudly.

In the Xilaiton Business Hotel, Lin Yunxuan canceled his clone, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to think about how to deal with the Sword Saint of Yassen.

"It seems that this mission cannot be forced. Fortunately, the content of the mission does not mention the restrictions on means. As long as you can defeat that guy and obtain his natal divine weapon, my only one is the only one!"

Lin Yunxuan, who shook his head and moved his body, walked into the bathtub and soaked in hot water.

Although I have heard the tour guide introduce that this hotel has a hot spring bath pool, Lin Yunxuan, who is not happy, would rather stay in the bathtub and stare blankly.

It is actually wrong to say that he is dazed, because Lin Yunxuan's mind was running wildly at this time, thinking about how to complete the job transfer task and turn his male fighter into a qigong master, so that he can have a second clone!

"You can't force yourself... Can you still borrow external forces? No! No! Can't I completely borrow external forces!"

Lin Yunxuan suddenly thought of another skill of his own. Calculated the time, and the cooling time had passed. He couldn't help but smile and said, "In this way, the second purpose of making up for his curiosity has also been able to tell and lie. Just to ensure that there is no mistake, we should make more preparations and deal with this Liu Sheng Sword Saint after all!"

What Lin Yunxuan thought of was the self-created dungeon skill that summoned the wolf demon and killed it with the ring. However, because this skill has cooled down for 10 days and is a little too random. Although the cooldown time has passed not long ago, Lin Yunxuan thought that he would challenge it before he could challenge it before he could achieve combat power.

But now it seems that with the emergence of Yagyu Sword Saint, this self-created mission is forced to advance!

At 8 a.m. in Japan time, the tour guide called Lin Yunxuan and asked Lin Yunxuan to walk out of the room and start visiting several so-called scenic spots according to the itinerary.

Lin Yunxuan was not good at following the group and caused suspicion, so he had to pay attention to the surroundings and remember the landform environment of one area after another in the capital of Japan, and even wonder if he could apply it.

Japan is a country where guns are strictly prohibited. Its gun management is very strict. It not only allows the self-defense force, police, coastal security and other institutions to use guns, but even police officers often need to apply in advance and obtain guns according to the situation. Therefore, in some Japanese TV series about police, major events may occur and extremely vicious criminals are caught, the police have to first queuing up at the window and then collect guns.

In such a country, gangs are naturally rampant, but Lin Yunxuan knew that the weapons he could get from local gangs were limited to light weapons. Those with slightly more lethality such as **, mines, and bazooka were probably dreaming.

"Is it possible that I have to go to the Arsenal of the Self-Defense Force?" Lin Yunxuan thought of this somewhat incredible idea, but finally smiled bitterly and shook his head: "This task is still too difficult for me now, so it is better to find some realistic ways!"

"Protest! Protest! Resolutely protest!"

Suddenly, the bus stopped, and the tour guide turned around awkwardly and explained: "We met the parade, but their destination should be the embassy area, and we will be able to pass soon."

"March?" The man with sunglasses and earrings and his girlfriend were sitting in the seat in front of Lin Yunxuan. The woman was beside the window. He looked over but couldn't help but shout, "Ah, are those words talking about our country?"

"Hmm?" Lin Yunxuan turned his head curiously, opened his eyes wide and looked at the big banner held by a team of old men and grandmas and a few blowjobs.

I saw that the banner clearly used Japanese words that looked very similar to Chinese characters, which read "To the Greater Chinese Imperialism!".

The black and white words are particularly clear, and it is difficult to read it wrong.
Chapter completed!