"Chinese Major General Qin Hao has reached the sun. Tomorrow, the Tokyo Tower will be brightly lit. Live broadcast of this prelude to the martial arts world in the world!"

"This battle will inevitably have a far-reaching impact. Will the Dragon of China take off? Will the Sun Kingdom Temple avenge its previous shame as the outside world said. It will attract six o'clock tomorrow, and the world will attract attention. A shocking battle cannot be missed!"

"Who is the younger generation of taverns and the most powerful one under the divine hidden!"

"Holy Cheng of Uehara will win, the cyclone of the sword has reached the sky, who can stop it!"

"Qin Hao is the true dragon of China, and he will definitely become famous for China!"

"Under the God Hidden, the strongest battle! A war of an era!"

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The controversy was in full swing, and all the focus of the Japanese and Chinese countries gathered here, and many ancient martial arts families, even the legendary hidden families, were also watching.

Qin Hao looked at the glory of Tokyo and the iconic Tokyo Tower, and looked at the many pictures in his heart.

Qin Hao looked at the neon light and gently pulled the curtains. This battle not only concerns personal honor and disgrace, but also Huo Xiubailian's life, but also the honor and disgrace of China.

This battle is of great importance.

Hua Xuan quietly looked at Qin Hao who closed his eyes and nourished his energy without disturbing him.

In this way, the night was dark and the sun rose to the east again until the setting sun gradually turned into red clouds.

Qin Hao suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Qin Hao was like a king, and he was powerful without anger.

Hua Xuan fell to the ground.

"Let's go, I am a Chinese man, why not be afraid of a battle!"

Qin Hao hugged Hua Xuan, and the dragon shadow flashed, flew past the skyscrapers of the city of Tokyo, and headed straight for the Tokyo Tower.

On the observation deck, there are crowds of people.

Japanese and Chinese people are surging.

This is a battle that can be recorded in history, and they will witness history.

On the Tokyo Tower.

There is only one person.

The red robe of the Great God Palace flew in the wind. The man's cold face was neither sad nor happy. He had a slender figure, with a sharp light between his eyebrows and eyes. He held his hands behind him, looking down at the corner of his mouth with a chuckling. He looked up at the sky covered by the sunset. There was a trace of loneliness in his eyes. A sword was placed on his waist, as if he felt the master's emotions and trembled slightly.

The Big Ben on the Tokyo Tower was rotating the second hand.

A sound of it.

Six o'clock has arrived.

Qin Hao arrived as promised.

Qin Hao placed Hua Xuan in a tall building directly opposite the Tokyo Tower and smiled and said, "Let me see how I become the king!"

"Huaxia, Qin Hao, come and fight!"

Qin Hao's voice sounded full of energy.

Black robe flying.

Qin Hao landed on the Tokyo Tower.

Holy Sencheng Uehara raised his eyes and looked at Qin Hao, and the two of them had their eyes collided.

A strong wind blew.

There is sunset dispersing.

Stars are rising.

Holy Cheng Uehara said softly: "The Chinese people, Qin Hao, you kill my great god's children and slaughter my Japanese envoys, and you should be punished."

As soon as the word "Zhu" came out, Shangyuan Shengcheng formed a series of pressures all over his body and rushed towards Qin Hao.

"Hahahahaha...just you? Today I will kill you to prove my name in China!" Qin Hao, with a hint of frivolity, his black hair flew in the wind, and his aura was arrogant: "Haohara Shengcheng, the so-called swordsman genius of the Great God Palace? My China has been passed down for thousands of years. How dare you touch the power of China? Hum, you are the winner and loser and do despicable things. I despise you. In order to achieve your goal, you will force you to live with your life. This is your style? I, Qin Hao, disdain!"

"A verbal person." Uehara Holy Senseki shook his head, and held his hands behind him tightly with his shoulders on his waist: "This sword is called the Eight-foot sword, which is a magical artifact of the Hiji Kingdom. Today you die under this sword, so there should be no complaints."

Qin Hao felt the terrifying aura of the eight-foot sword of Holy Cheng Uehara, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he became more eager to fight: "Let you do everything, I will blow it with one punch!"

"Where is Huo Xiu Bai Lian!" Qin Hao asked.

Turning his head, Qin Hao saw Huo Xiu and Bai Lian appearing in the Chinese military. Qin Hao nodded and his aura increased.

war!

Hissing.

The two people collided together.

With the Tokyo Tower as the center, the two people's fields collided together.

Boom boom boom boom boom.

The cyclone exploded and the thunder was coming.

Both of them stood, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

"Kill you, and you won't be humiliating my name." said Holy Senzen Uehara.

"I am the same!" Qin Hao laughed loudly, no longer hiding his strength. He was thinking of such a battle!

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At this time, the global live broadcast.

All the employees of Ambition Group were guarding their hearts in front of the huge screen, and when they saw Qin Hao's style, they burst out with the hottest applause.

"Mr. Qin, you will definitely win, you will be the best in the world!" Chen Xiaoer clenched his fists.

"Brother Qin, I'm here to see your peerless style!" Lu Mingxuan bit his lip lightly, excited.

Liuxu Qian Yilansheng Wanrou and other daughters of destiny gathered together, looking at the boy with a black wind on the screen and the man with a flashing black robe, they were all proud, they knew that their men were winning glory for the country, but Qin Hao could refuse this duel, but he did not. Even though he knew that this was a trap, he still went to the appointment!

They are proud to have such a man.

military region.

The soldiers were wearing military uniforms and medals. They stood upright with deep eyes. They paid tribute to this man!

Such a man is the pride of China.

"General Qin, I'll wait for you to be crowned and king!"

Ancient martial arts family.

Nangong Meng and Nangong Yizhu looked at the young man standing on the Tokyo Tower. Nangong Yizhu sighed softly: "In the past, in the purple bamboo pavilion, the heroes of green plums were discussed, but Qin Hao was the hero. This is true."

"Will he win?" Nangong Meng looked at Qin Hao on the picture in a complicated way and asked softly.

Nangong Yizhu shook her head, no one knew the answer.

Zhuge Yuman was also on the screen, looking at this man who came from a poor family but was extremely proud, with expectations in his eyes.

Song Zhongmou held the teacup tightly, his eyes shivered.

Si Ningtong was wearing plain clothes and looked at the proud and frivolous man on the screen, and for some reason, her heart started to beating.

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Holy Seng of Uehara draws his sword.

The sword light flashed, and it went straight to the sky, and the sword shadow flashed, and in an instant, it formed supreme murderous intent. The rolling sword intent rushed towards Qin Hao violently, as if to strangle Qin Hao into ashes.

Shocking Dragon Fist.

Six styles!

Qin Haoyi was not afraid and punched forward with a punch.

Boom boom boom boom.

Two blazing auras exploded on the spot.

Qin Hao jumped up and looked at Shangyuan Shengcheng and said arrogantly: "But that's the case, let me see what you can do, how dare you provoke the power of China!"

The sword rises.

Holy Cheng Uehara pulled out the eight-foot sword, and the cold light was cold. The Sun Kingdom artifact was held in Holy Cheng Uehara's hand. It seemed as if it had its own will. A big snake turned into a sword shape, as if it was about to swallow Qin Hao.

The strongest sword intent!

The sword energy is rolling.
Chapter completed!