One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 670: Deep into the Enemy's Belly

The Yulong Society guards every exit, and anyone who comes out who is not a member of their group will be attacked.

It can be considered as a retreat route to protect everyone, but it can also be considered as a military supervisor.

After all the outsiders had left, Ken Ishikawa nodded to his subordinates from the Ishikawa School. The disciples of the Ishikawa School understood what he meant, put away their knives, took out their walkie-talkies and called for reinforcements.

Biheshan had the upper hand before only because he acted ruthlessly and wildly, without mercy, and his whereabouts were secretive, so the location of his lair was unknown.

With the secret support of a group of officials, the momentum to overthrow Ishikawa Ryu was created.

But compared to Biheshan, who can only develop secretly in the Northeast and even Onmyoji and Shikigami dare not cultivate, Ishikawa Ryu is still stronger and has a higher prestige in the Yulong Society.

When Ishikawa Nobuyuki brought the Yulong Society together as a team and reached a brief consensus, the strength of the Yulong Society was much stronger than that of Biheshan.

Ishikawa Nobuyuki had already prepared a reinforcement force. When Ishikawa Ken sent out a signal, the reinforcement force would follow Ishikawa Ken's signal locator, find the location, and provide rescue.

The reason why the reinforcements were not dispatched immediately was, on the one hand, because they were skeptical about Quan Xing's intelligence and were not quite sure about Quan Xing's purpose. They were not sure what their ultimate goal was. They were also worried that the intelligence was inaccurate and that after a full-scale attack, their headquarters would be ambushed by the people of Bihe Mountain.

Secondly, they can’t do everything, what’s the point of having all these people?

However, after confirming the accuracy of the intelligence and temporarily surrounding Higashiyama, it was natural for Ishikawa Ryue to make a big bet and try to defeat Higashiyama in one fell swoop.

The only variable is the Utada team that carries out the decapitation operation.

"Ringo, Aiko, please make sure you two are safe."

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The skin cracked and the flesh screamed.

Her face was completely destroyed and she was dying. It was impossible to tell whether she was a man or a woman. The long knife in her hand was stuck in her own lower abdomen. She was like a lamb that had just escaped from a grill. She slowly moved backwards, trying to escape from the nightmare that was trying to kill her.

The devil's voice behind me was full of apology:

"I'm so sorry, I'm not very proficient in this technique and it made the scene too bloody."

The bloody corpse on the ground, with its eyeballs without eyelids, could see every move of the murderer without moving.

He was still touching his buzz cut and apologizing to himself.

I've seen his intelligence, he is Jeongjima An from Jeon Seong.

But, but why is he so much stronger than the intelligence said?

She pointed at Ding Shimaan with a finger whose fingerprints were cracked and whose nails had disappeared, but she no longer had the strength to speak.

"What do you mean by that? Oh, you're asking me why I wasn't poisoned and why I could find you, right?"

Ding Shimaan also pointed at himself, and suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and explained: "I have practiced the Earth Wandering Immortal, and to learn the Earth Wandering Immortal, you must first learn to secretly investigate, and be able to rely on sound like a bat to identify directions and objects. Otherwise, it is easy to get lost when burrowing underground, and finally use up all your Qi power and die in the soil."

"If I died like that, I would be laughed at to death."

Ding Shimaan crossed his arms and shook his head, expressing his disdain for such a practice of dying due to lack of basic skills.

"As for why I'm not afraid of your poison." Ding Shimaan stretched out his finger, and his fingertips left a mark in the air, which was divided into five colors.

"The poison you released in the cruise ship is somewhat similar to the Tang Sect's Qi poison. Both are based on Qi and are indeed more concealed than herbal poisons. They are colorless and odorless and will infect anyone who comes into contact with Qi."

Ding Shimaan rubbed his stomach, recalling the scene of digesting the poison.

"However, everything in the world is both interdependent and mutually exclusive. Your poison can erode Qi, but Qi can also eliminate poison. As long as you can master the five Qi of the Zang Temple, you can naturally eliminate the poison." "If my skills were not so poor, I might be able to digest your Qi poison and eat it as a spicy condiment."

Ding Shimaan was a little disappointed that the woman didn't hurt him.

Being hurt is not scary. What is scary is not knowing what you are afraid of and what can hurt you.

If he gets hurt, Ding Shimaan will know his weaknesses and shortcomings, and then he can make up for them and make himself more perfect, and no longer be afraid of attacks that may hurt him.

What doesn't kill him will only make him stronger.

Ding Daoan looked out into the distance at the thick fog, unable to tell the distance, and the passageway that hid countless murderous intentions:

"I've said so much, why don't you rush up?"

Who do you think I was introducing my Five Yama Fists to?

  Ding Shimaan said that he would investigate secretly. Do you really think he didn't find the ninjas and warriors hiding behind the walls, on the ceiling, and next to the furniture?

His explanation was meant for them.

He was greatly disappointed by the strength of the Higashiyama Ninjas. They were not as strong as he had previously thought.

Hiding the Northeast region, absorbing the products of the Northeast region, and running the company did bring them abundant wealth and resources, but it also prevented them from stretching their bodies to their heart's content.

Just like Zhang Chulan, if he wants to hide his identity as an extraordinary person and prevent others from discovering his secrets, he must try not to show his abnormality as much as possible, not use his own special abilities in real life, and even practice them behind others' backs.

As Feng Zhenghao commented on Zhang Chulan, "Under such circumstances, the inefficiency of cultivation is predictable."

Bihe Mountain has declined just like the Tang Sect, and can no longer be compared with the generation of predecessors who fought in the Toutian Cave.

How can we put pressure on such a weak enemy and make him grow?

Helplessly, Ding Shimaan could only reveal part of his intelligence so that they could carry out some targeted actions and increase their threat level.

Ding Shimaan stood in the center of the encirclement of the Higashiyama ninjas, threatening everyone.

Come on, new judges, work together and examine the loopholes in my skills.

  If you can’t find it, you will die!

Ding Shimaan was having fun with the Higashiyama ninjas in the cabin.

Most of the other Quanxing people shared the same mentality as him, and no one really cared about the goals of the Yulong Society.

Even Wang Zhenqiu, who is not a full-time employee, has this attitude.

It would be better to say that Wang Zhenqiu is more Quan Xing than Quan Xing.

He was wearing a gorgeous coat, a mask, wielding a long sword, with fluttering clothes and dancing lion-like hair. He was clearly fighting with the people from Bihe Mountain, but he always made some unnecessary movements.

He danced and whirled, occasionally bending his waist and standing in a horse stance to freeze the movements, like a puppet that had fallen offline or a stone sculpture.

It was like performing a weird and funny drama.

And as the Biheshan ninjas continued to be injured, the mask on Wang Zhenqiu's face seemed to become more and more flexible, with the corners growing outwards, the corners of his mouth curling upwards, and his eyeballs sticking outwards.

The evil ghost mask became Wang Zhenqiu's face, and the costume became Wang Zhenqiu's skin.

He became the Prajna demon in the drama.

  The jonin of Bihe Mountain recognized the origin of Wang Zhenqiu's technique:

"Be careful, it's the Prajnaparamita! Zen silence! Zen silence!"