When the old man in white, who could open the heavenly eye between his eyebrows, arrived, everyone's expressions changed instantly.

Ecstasy, astonishment, disbelief.

Yunfeng and others looked at the old man with constricted pupils. This master of the Holy Ninja Realm was equivalent to a master of the Middle Saint Realm of China.

Three days ago, Yang Tian had just entered the out-of-body realm, so how could he be his opponent?

Yang Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in white. He was thin and thin, and couldn't see anything clearly with his turbid and white eyes.

But the eyes in his eyebrows made Yang Tian feel a heart-pounding force.

"He is a strong man!"

Yang Tian whispered to himself softly, but he was not afraid.

When the Japanese people saw the arrival of the old man in white, they rubbed their eyes in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.

"Is this Mr. Uemura?"

A middle-aged man's eyes almost popped out of his head. He asked with some uncertainty: "Isn't Mr. Uemura dead? Isn't there no holy ninja in Japan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man next to him kicked him down and yelled: "Who did you hear that Mr. Uemura is dead? He just disappeared, otherwise who is in front of you?"

The old man has disappeared for thirty years, no wonder others thought he was dead.

Therefore, now that they saw the appearance of Uemura Genshi, many people in Japan were dumbfounded.

However, after being dumbfounded, he began to become ecstatic.

"The only Saint Ninja cultivation level in Japan, hahaha, this kid actually alerted Lord Uemura to appear. He deserved his death."

A Japanese warrior spoke arrogantly and cursed at Yang Tian repeatedly.

Those Japanese people arrived behind Uemura Genshi. After one of them told what Yang Tian had done, Uemura Genshi's momentum gradually began to rise. Seeing that Yang Tian was still holding Okura Hideyoshi's neck, he said

Yang Tiansenhan spoke.

"Let him go, kneel down and beg for mercy."

Yang Tian glanced at Uemura Genji indifferently without paying any attention to it. He suddenly exerted force on his palm and the bones of Okura Hideyoshi's neck were crushed.

"How dare you kill someone in front of me?"

Uemura Genzhi's tone was cold and cold. Ever since he entered the realm of holy ninja, no one has dared to disobey him. Even the Prime Minister of Japan did not dare to disobey his orders.

Yang Tian raised his eyelids slightly and smiled disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? What do you think of killing someone in front of you?"

"court death."

Uemura Genzhi was completely angry. He was about to rush forward, but at this moment, Yang Tian looked at him mockingly: "If you want a corpse, then secure it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned the corpse in his hand into a cannonball and attacked and killed Uemura Genji.

"you wanna die!"

Genji Uemura's palm passed through the void, and a ray of sword light appeared, splitting the corpse into two.

He took a step forward, his whole body filled with unparalleled momentum, his white hair flying, and his clothes puffed up due to the strong wind.

Then, he roared angrily: "This place is not enough to support you and me in a fight. Do you dare me to go to Mount Fuji to fight to the death?"

Although the Qianye family's manors were huge and had been destroyed and turned into ruins, if the two saints took action, even the ten Qianye family's large and small manors would not be enough for the two saints to perform.

In order to avoid hurting innocent people, Uemura Motochi planned to fight to the death with Yang Tian on a mountain peak.

After Yang Tian heard this, he said with an arrogant look on his face: "Why don't you dare?"

Even if the opponent is a master of Holy Ninja and dares to block his steps, he will still kill him without fail. He wants to see how terrifying the Holy Ninja is.

The two of them crushed the void at the same time and disappeared.

Everyone saw this scene and quickly followed.

Mount Fuji is known as a holy mountain by the Japanese people and is a symbol of the Japanese nation.

As one of the national symbols of Japan, Mount Fuji enjoys a global reputation. It is the highest mountain in Japan and an active volcano.

It covers a vast area, and the top of the mountain is inaccessible, making it the most suitable place for cultivating the Saint Realm to perform all-out activities.

On top of the solitary peak, Yang Tian stood on a rock with his hands clasped behind his hands, his face filled with indifference.

On the other hand, as the last holy ninja in Japan, Uemura Motochi naturally has to shoulder the role of intimidation.

Now Yang Tian has killed three Japanese Tiannin.

If An Ran leaves, is it really true that no one in Japan can conquer him?

"Today, this mountain is your burial place. As a saint of China, I respect you as a strong person. After your death, I will bury you here with the highest etiquette."

When Uemura Motoji finished these words, a pair of skinny palms showed shocking fluctuations.

Yang Tian's face was filled with cold arrogance and disdain.

"Want to kill me? Unless you want everyone in Japan to bury me with you."

After Yang Tian's words, Uemura Genzhi shouted coldly: "Then I want to see if you really have such a terrifying cultivation level."

As he spoke, he roared angrily: "Ghost clone technique."

This is a ninja skill. Genji Uemura condensed his seals and instantly appeared with thousands of figures around him, similar to a clone technique, surrounding Yang Tian.

At this time, those people from Japan and all the monks from China arrived at the foot of Mount Fuji.

At this moment, the two parties were clearly divided.

When they saw Uemura Motoji performing the ghost clone technique, those people in Japan were filled with ecstasy.

"This is a powerful ninjutsu performed by Lord Uemura. No one can tell who is Lord Uemura among these thousand phantoms. That kid will definitely die today."

A Japanese warrior boasted and calculated that Yang Tianhui was destined to die.

After hearing this, those people from the Hua Kingdom suddenly had anger on their faces.

"It's just some trivial skills. In our opinion, it's just the most common clone technique. Venerable Yang Tian will definitely see the true identity of the old man in white."

Neither one of the two was convinced by the other, and there was a tendency to start a fight if they disagreed.

However, none of them walked towards the top of the mountain for fear of being affected by this terrifying battle.

After all, when all the masters in the saint realm broke out and destroyed the world, their cultivation levels were all like ants in the eyes of the other party.

Yang Tian sneered as he looked at Genji Uemura's clone technique.

"That's all you have? Do you think you can fool me with a simple trick? Is the realm of Holy Ninja just for fun?"

A golden light appeared in his eyes, and then burned everything, leaving only Uemura Motochi's true body.

Uemura Motochi's white eyes narrowed, and he said in an old voice: "The cultivation of the Saint Realm of China is indeed extraordinary, but you underestimate me too much."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

"Wind Slash!"

He roared angrily, and a huge slashing sword formed from the air, and then crushed Yang Tian fiercely.

This chopping knife is dozens of feet long, like the crescent moon on the horizon, magnified hundreds of times.

The cold aura under the sword filled the air, making everyone change their color.

This is one of Uemura Motoji's most powerful ninjutsu skills, and its terrifying lethality is very powerful.

Yang Tian's own realm is divided according to the realm here, only the early stage of the out-of-body realm.

The full power of cultivation and magic can be compared with the masters in the middle stage of the out-of-body realm.

And Uemura Genshi himself is also in the middle stage of the Saint Ninja Realm, similar to the middle stage of the Out of Body Realm. There is no difference between the two.

Yang Tian used magical skills, and Uemura Motochi used ninjutsu. No one could do anything to the other.

Even so, the two are still fighting at odds.

A battle of this level is so terrifying that with one slash, the entire peak of the mountain falls off.

Large tracts of void kept collapsing, and there was no time to repair them.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain changed their color in shock and kept trying to escape from here.

Although they were very far away, they were still affected.

People in Japan couldn't help but look shocked when they saw that Yang Tian was fighting with Uemura Motoshi who was in the Holy Ninja Realm.

"What level of cultivation is this kid at? Is he on par with Mr. Uemura?"

"It's scary. If he is allowed to leave, in three years' time, the entire Japanese monastic world will be in his hands."

"This child cannot be kept!"

All those Japanese people had a cold look on their faces.

What they knew, Uemura Motoji naturally knew.

After being unable to attack for a long time, Uemura Motoji already had a serious look on his face. He was already too old to support such a high-intensity battle.

Therefore, this last time he used all his strength to kill Yang Tian,
To be continued...