Xiao Tian looked at the strange and broken things before him, but his mind was full of thoughts of his homeland and his loved ones.
He wished he could fly back to Huaxia and reunite with those people, so for anyone who stood in his way, Xiao Tian was filled with a murderous aura.
Xiao Tian glared angrily and said coldly, "Those who block me, die!"
Those who block me die!
In front of Xiao Tian was all of Japan. But the boldness carried by this declaration soared straight into the sky, shocking everyone.
"Hmph, I haven't seen you for days, yet your arrogance hasn't changed a bit," Fujino Katsuyuki sneered from the front. Though he spoke this way, his expression was growing increasingly difficult to look at. Murderous intent permeated.
"Why bother with idle talk? Just kill him!"
Standing beside the Japanese Battle Blade Martial Arts Hall's master, Miyamoto Zhandao, was most annoyed by banter before a fight. He was a practitioner who valued true clashes of swords and weapons.
