One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Are you joking?

The leader of the samurai association was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled to himself, thinking that he might have misheard.

Take them all away?

This is no joke, is it?

This is Japan, the territory of the Samurai Association. Moreover, there are so many powerful leaders here. You think you can take them all away?

I thought we were going out to eat.

Pack it up as soon as you say it will!

"What do you think?"

Jiang Bailan originally didn't want to pay attention to these Japanese supernatural beings, but since they were courting death, she had no choice but to reluctantly perform a ritual to help them pass on to the afterlife.

As he spoke, Jiang Bailan prepared to first put the unconscious Liu Yuan into his food pouch.

Swish!

A cold glint flashed suddenly, and a narrow crack appeared on the ground at Jiang Bailan's feet.

"Sir, please don't make a mistake. I won't miss with my next strike."

Seeing that the other party was not giving him face, the leader of the Samurai Association no longer hesitated and directly issued a warning.

"So strong!"

"Indeed, I didn't expect this guy to have such strength."

"You don't think the elder of the Samurai Association is old, do you? Back then, he was the number one sword saint in our Japan."

"Fruit, this guy's strength is still formidable. I'm afraid only the one from the Yin Yang Clan can rival him!"

"..."

Upon hearing the other party speak, the leaders of the major powers discussed amongst themselves, their eyes revealing a hint of solemnity.

Listening to the discussions of the crowd, the president of the Samurai Association looked arrogant. The title of Japan's number one sword saint was the most prized title of his life.

However, Jiang Bailan only had one idea.

Sword Saint, is that all?

Looking at the slash marks left by the footsteps and then at the arrogant expression on the other side's face in the distance, Jiang Bailan didn't say a word and swept his hands across his chest, conjuring a golden longsword in the void.

It was the "Kusanagi Sword" that I hadn't used in a long time.

"Alright!"

"what?"

Seeing the other party conjure a longsword out of thin air, the group of Japanese supernatural beings present were astonished, clearly having never seen such a peculiar ability before.

Jiang Bailan: "This sword strike will be really cool!"

Everyone: "???"

Before these Japanese supernatural beings could react, they saw Jiang Bailan's hands light up with golden light, and countless light particles surged toward the tightly gripped Kusanagi Sword. Then, he took a step forward!

"Are you also a master swordsman?"

Upon seeing Jiang Bailan preparing to draw his sword, the president of the Martial Arts Association also became interested, as he had not encountered a worthy opponent for many years.

Immediately, he took a step forward, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised the longsword high above his forehead.

He was preparing to have a swordsmanship contest with Jiang Bailan.

The leaders of the major powers standing nearby also held their breath, preparing to watch a grand spectacle of swordsmanship.

"A master swordsman?" Jiang Bailan looked at the other party's solemn actions, thought for a moment, and then said, "I would say so!"

After speaking, his aura changed drastically, and the Kusanagi sword in his hand suddenly enlarged, growing from 1 meter long to more than 40 meters in the blink of an eye.

Samurai Guild Master: "What?! You're telling me this is a sword? Are you sure you're not mistaken?! Even a cannon isn't as thick as you!!"

Jiang Bailan: "What? A 40-meter-long greatsword isn't a sword?"

Ignoring the shock on the other person's face, Jiang Bailan's longsword accelerated instantly, slashing fiercely at the ground in front of him.

"Can't escape!"

The leader of the samurai association turned ashen-faced and was forced to raise his "small dagger" to parry.

As the golden greatsword drew closer, the guild leader felt its immense power more and more, and a sense of impending death spread from the depths of his heart.

At that moment, he finally understood that the intelligence officers had not lied to him, and that the information in the intelligence was all true!

Jiang Bailan, that guy, really has the power to destroy the world!

But it was all too late.

boom!

Wherever the sword light passed, the ground along its path suddenly cracked, crumbled, and sank...

The massive blade cleaved a trench three or four meters wide, causing the surrounding ground to tremble violently.

Smoke and dust billowed up, and when the dust settled, only the mess left by the attack remained, and the figure of the Samurai Guild Master could no longer be found.

"That's what you call a strike!"

Carrying a 40-meter-long golden sword, Jiang Bailan looked around at the crowd below the stage and smiled amicably.

Everyone: "..."

Even after it was all over, the group of Japanese supernatural beings present were still in shock. They stared blankly at the ground, unable to believe that Japan's number one sword saint had died like this...

After a long while, just as the leaders of these supernatural forces were about to say something, someone else spoke up faster than them.

"Baka! You actually killed the chairman!"

"Charge! Avenge the chairman!"

"You bastard, you actually killed my teacher!!"

A group of members of the Samurai Association were chattering away in the audience, but unfortunately Jiang Bailan could only understand Mei Chuan Ku Cha's broken Chinese.

Then, he raised his right index finger and smiled broadly.

"I'm truly sorry that you killed your teacher. I'll send you down to reunite with him now."

biu~~

A beam of laser shot out and pierced through Mei Chuan Ku Cha's head, sending him to reunite with his teacher.

In an instant, Jiang Bailan felt that he was really a good person!

A true dream-fulfilling master!

However, now that he had taken action, Jiang Bailan had no intention of leaving any survivors. Leaving the roots unaddressed would only bring a lot of trouble!

As for who made the first move?

If we kill all the witnesses, then there will be no evidence that he did it, right?

He acted on his idea immediately. In the blink of an eye, golden light shone brightly above Jiang Bailan's head, and golden rings opened up like ripples on the surface of water.

"Don't make a move! We have nothing to do with the Samurai Guild!"

"This is Japan. Even if you kill us, you won't escape!"

"We are willing to give anything until you are satisfied!"

"My father is a Japanese naval admiral. Even if I die, you won't escape!"

"I'm willing to pay! 10 billion US dollars, I'll put in 10 billion US dollars!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll also offer 10 billion US dollars!"

"..."

Seeing the immeasurably powerful golden weapons appearing in the sky above their heads, the leaders of this Japanese force trembled with fear and anxiously begged for mercy.

Many even offered hefty sums of money just to survive.

What a joke!

The president of the Samurai Association was already a top expert in Japan, but the other party crushed him like an ant. Wouldn't it be suicide if he didn't surrender?

$10 billion is very tempting...

Unfortunately, Jiang Bailan couldn't understand Japanese at all. When he saw the other person take out their phone, he thought they were going to call for backup to kill him.

While thinking that he must bring a translator next time he goes abroad, his hands kept moving.

With a wave of his hand!

The Heavenly Treasury above unleashed its full power, unleashing countless weapons formed from the Glint-Glint Fruit, instantly engulfing the entire area.

"Baka! You strange man from Shenzhou, are you really going to fight to the death?!"

As they watched the dense array of golden swords hurtling towards them, the leaders of the Japanese forces below began to curse, while simultaneously using their connections to request reinforcements from the military.

They didn't believe that the other side could possibly stand up to the army of a single country!

The father in question was the leader of a faction that was a naval admiral. He sent his father coordinates for help.

This time, Jiang Bailan understood the word "baka" and became even more convinced of her idea that none of these Japanese freaks should be allowed to live.

With another thought, the amount of Heavenly Treasury increased exponentially.