The strong from Japan were shocked, Lin Mo had obliterated Jing Shang Yun Chuan with a single move, and Jing Shang Yun Chuan didn't even have a chance to block it!
Such strength was truly defying the heavens.
Of course, if it had been only about strength, they might not have been so shocked.
The key point was that Lin Mo was only seventeen or eighteen years old!
After Lin Mo executed Jing Shang Yun Chuan, the strong from Japan present fell into a somewhat silent state.
However, Lin Mo's expression remained icy cold, his tone supremely domineering, "A bunch of cowards. Since none of you are willing to come at me now, I will come to slaughter you instead."
Amidst the fearful glances of countless island country devils, Lin Mo's figure stood tall a kilometer high in the air, suddenly holding a Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
Lin Mo wielded the Xuanyuan Sword and ferociously struck down with it.
This strike glowed languidly, as if it split the entire sky in two, the terrifying sword light causing the Earth to shake and shatter mountains at that instant.
Wherever the sword light reached, destruction ensued, enveloping countless island country devils within.
Boom! Boom!
Seeing this, even the Blood Demon Ancestor couldn't help but exclaim in awe, "What a powerful strike."
The sword light fell like a nuclear bomb, with countless forces raining down like meteors, exploding in all directions.
"No!!"
"Save us!"
At that instant, countless island country devils were already terrified beyond measure.
They constantly fled in panic.
The Blood Demon Ancestor and a few other top warriors from Japan, however, watched all this with cold, indifferent eyes.
In fact, they could have easily saved those people but chose not to, as they didn't want to sustain any injuries in the process.
Thus, they watched indifferently as those people died under Lin Mo's sword light, utterly unmoved.
The people of Japan were notoriously inhumane; at the moment of death, it became clear to these Japanese what so-called humanity and indifference truly meant.
Wherever the sword light of Xuanyuan Sword reached, it obliterated everything, with countless cries of terror rising.
Some slower fleeing island country devils were literally trampled to death, brains crushed by those desperately fleeing for their lives.
They showed no sympathy at all, each focused solely on their own survival, uncaring for the fate of their comrades.
The might of a single sword had slain no less than ten thousand!
This included, besides thousands of the strong, those disciples who were experts of their families!
Seeing this scene, apart from the Blood Demon Ancestor, the eyes of the others grew extremely cold.
The might of one sword left corpses for ten thousand meters!
At the same time, only the ancestors of the Four Great Families of Island Country and the mightiest Blood Demon Ancestor remained at the scene.
"Unexpectedly, we still underestimated your strength! Through our carelessness, you managed to kill so many of our top experts from Japan!"
The One Strike Style Ancestor, Sakura Style Ancestor, Sword Dao Sect Ancestor, and Miyamoto Family Ancestor looked towards Lin Mo in unison, their voices bone-chillingly cold.
Now that so many experts from Japan had died, how could they not be furious?
Keep in mind, if they could not execute Lin Mo in this battle, the losses for Japan would be immeasurable.
"I've said before, I want to annihilate all of you strong from the island country," Lin Mo stated coldly.
"Hmph, what sheer arrogance. Even if you've killed so many experts from Japan, we now have our Four Great Top Ancestors, including our strongest, the Blood Demon Ancestor. Do you really think you can wipe us all out as well?"
"Is that so? Today, you all are destined for Hell," Lin Mo's voice was domineering and cold, devoid of any emotion.
"Boy, you think too highly of yourself. Do you really believe you're invincible? Any one of us four can kill you!"
The One Strike Style Ancestor glared at Lin Mo, his eyes cold and his face exhibiting disdain.
He exchanged glances with the other three and then, they all slightly raised their hands, and in an instant, the space shattered.
Each of their weapons tore through the void, materializing in their hands.
When the weapons of the four appeared, there were a full four surges of energy that seemed to slay everything in their path, enveloping heaven and earth. If any other island country devils were still alive, they would surely be overwhelmed by the pungent smell of blood and faint on the spot.
Seeing the weapons the four brought out, Lin Mo's starry eyes slightly lifted.
The Sword Dao Sect Ancestor, seeing that Lin Mo did not make a sound, sneered with extreme satisfaction: "Kid, scared now? These are the Four Great Divine Artifacts of our Island Country, these weapons have been passed down for a thousand years in our country. They are the Eight-foot Mirror, Kusanagi Sword, Budou's Soul, and Village Demon Sword. Any one of these Divine Artifacts possesses immense power, able to penetrate all defenses, and in our hands, they are capable of annihilating everything."
Seeing the proud expressions on their faces, Lin Mo simply held his hands behind his back, glanced at them, and said indifferently,
"A bunch of garbage, Four Great Divine Artifacts of the Island Country? Worthless! Even if what you hold in your hands are Divine Artifacts, you four garbage would probably not be able to unleash even one percent of their power."
The four were nearly choked with rage, for the weapons in their hands were renowned throughout Asia.
Ordinary powerhouses would be paralyzed with fear just by seeing these four artifacts.
Lin Mo? Not only did he show no fear, but he also looked at the four as if they were fools.
"Baka! You're too arrogant. Since you look down upon our Island Country's Four Great Divine Artifacts so much, I'll use them to cut you down and make you regret it in Hell!"
With that, the One Strike Style Ancestor, holding the Village Demon Sword, began stepping toward Lin Mo.
Then, with the Village Demon Sword in hand, his entire visage turned extremely bloody.
The Village Demon Sword was over a meter long, its whole blade shimmering with endless Blood Energy.
Whoosh!
The next second, the One Strike Style Ancestor struck at Lin Mo with a no-frills slash, drawing all of its power from the Village Demon Sword.
He believed that the mere force of the Village Demon Sword would be enough to leave Lin Mo in pieces.
A massive Sword Qi emerged from nowhere, traversing the sky with a boom, as if the Sword Qi could cleave through heaven and earth.
Faced with such lethal force, Lin Mo simply stood with his hands behind his back, unmoving at his original spot.
Seeing this, the others burst into uproarious laughter:
"Ha ha ha… Does this kid know he can't dodge and is waiting for death?"
"I think this kid will definitely be turned into mincemeat by the Village Demon Sword!"
Boom!!
The next second, the formidable power of the Village Demon Sword hit Lin Mo, shaking the surroundings, blowing holes in countless electric poles and the ground, looking extremely terrifying.
However, when the four looked closely again, their pupils dilated in shock!
They saw clearly that Lin Mo stood in his original place, utterly unharmed!
"Baka!! How is that possible?"
The One Strike Style Ancestor felt utterly furious and dismayed, spitting blood on the spot. He knew better than anyone the power of the Village Demon Sword, yet Lin Mo was perfectly fine. How could he not cough up blood?
The other three also looked at the One Strike Style Ancestor with confusion and asked,
"Idiot! Did you go easy on this kid?"