Chapter 201 (1/2)

The cold wind of heaven and earth roared past.

When Miyamoto Takeshi looks around, his favorite cherry blossoms no longer exist. The whole cherry blossom mountain has turned into scorched earth. A large number of human bones can be seen all over the mountains.

”My people are crying, their souls are wailing, the country is not a country, the family is not a family, ye Xuan, all this is thanks to you.”

Miyamoto murmured to himself. He looked at the land of Japan from the top of cherry blossom mountain. What he saw was the scuffle of warlords and the killing of his people by blood and soul monsters.

There are floating corpses everywhere and sorrowful people everywhere. Japan has long been turned into a purgatory on earth. Even if his kung moto Wutian gets the inheritance of Tiancong cloud sword, he can't change this outcome.

”Snow!”

Miyamoto Wutian whispered and pointed to the sky. When the cold wind blew in the sky and the snow fell down, burying the bones everywhere in the wind and snow, it was more like burying Miyamoto Wutian's last thoughts.

”Right or wrong, success or failure, turn your head. Life is red for several times. Ye Xuan, have you never thought that there is a causal reincarnation in everything in the world?” Miyamoto murmured to himself. As he stepped out, the void suddenly broke and the whole person disappeared.

Japan is devastated.

Mountains and rivers, rivers, lakes and seas. Miyamoto Wutian walks in the high sky. He overlooks his country indifferently. As he travels all over Japan, his eyes become more and more vicissitudes and thick.

A small town near the sea is silent, blood is spreading, a large number of human bones can be seen everywhere, and tens of thousands of exotic animals devour human flesh and blood in the town, making excited and ferocious roars from time to time.

Miyamoto sat in the void. He looked at the scene calmly. When his eyes opened and closed, there was a ray of sadness.

”Return to the ruins.”

The simple words came out of Miyamoto Wutian's mouth, which made the heaven and earth rumble and vibrate. The Tiancong cloud sword emerged from the center of his eyebrow and is blooming.

Boom!

The heavenly sword fell down on the town, a large number of buildings turned into fly ash, tens of thousands of strange animals howled miserably, turned into blood fog, and blew away with the cold wind of heaven and earth.

Dong!

Miyamoto Wutian stepped out step by step. The cloud sword in the sky surrounded him. One sword disappeared into the void. Only the annihilated town proved that Miyamoto Wutian had been to this place.

The missile roared across the sky.

A large number of high-tech weapons are blooming and roaring towards Miyamoto Wutian in the high sky.

When one sword was cut out, the world roared. The so-called missile turned into fire in the sky. When the second sword was cut out, the army on the ground was killed and injured.

Miyamoto Wutian went all the way to eliminate all warlords in Japan. A large number of blood and soul monsters died under the Tiancong cloud sword.

However, the whole Japan no longer exists, and there are few human beings. Every time Miyamoto Takeda makes a move, his indifferent and ruthless spirit becomes stronger and stronger, and his own breath becomes ethereal.

This is the unique breath of immortals.

The capital of Japan.

The original bustling metropolis has been reduced to ruins, as if it were a dead city without any noise.

Some Japanese people occasionally appear on the street, and they are fighting each other for some food. The winners laugh wildly, and the losers turn into corpses.

Miyamoto Wutian had a panoramic view of this scene all the way, and the smell of sadness became more and more strong. Until he came outside the emperor's pavilion, a large number of guards were like great enemies, but when they saw Miyamoto Wutian's face, they immediately let them cry out.