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"Death? This should be the palm print on the back of the fourth-level ninja of the Asura Sect. It seems that this guy is really extraordinary. He can kill all the people of the Asura Sect, but he still left a sigh of relief and deliberately let him go back. Report the letter, and then attract us, and use our hands to kill the people of Shuramen, and he will benefit from the fisherman, and accept the soul!"

In an instant, Prince Joe understood everything.

Even without ghosts and hands like coffin lids, the real combat power of the man with glasses is comparable to that of the middle stage of the sixth level. Otherwise, it is impossible for the vacuum sword energy to kill him.

"It seems that the vacuum sword energy is still not as good as the real essence sword energy. If I hit the real essence just now, I would definitely be able to destroy him!" Almost all the palm prints were crushed.

The black palm print hit by the man with glasses shattered, but turned into a black mist, blocking Wang Ziqiao's sight and covering Wang Ziqiao.

Wang Ziqiao found that the dead air was like mucus, and also like the tarsal maggots. After sticking to the skin, it quickly invaded into the flesh and blood, corroding his own body, causing his skin to wrinkle instantly, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Moreover, the death energy also affected Prince Qiao's soul. This death energy seemed to be inducing him, telling him that only by dying can he live forever. As long as he dies, everything is over, so he doesn't need to be so tired.

"Not good!" Wang Ziqiao understood in an instant, his body moved, and the area surrounded by dead air instantly spread.

"Hey hey! Sue to die, let you taste the old man's dead wood palm technique!"

A scream came from the mouth of the man with glasses. He seemed to have accurately caught Prince Joe's position, and he slapped his head. This is no longer a normal human palm, but like a dead tree bark, covered with thick dead air.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ziqiao was shocked, his energy was highly concentrated, and he shouted loudly: "Kill!"

The two sword lights swept away quickly, like galaxies flying into the sky, forming layers, the air exploded, and screams continued, and they blasted and killed the incoming palm.

flop flop...

The five fingers of the man with glasses, and the vacuum sword light erupted by Wang Ziqiao disappeared completely.

what……

The man with glasses screamed, until now, he realized that the sword energy without real energy was actually so sharp.

You know, at the peak of the fifth level, you can pump the air and form a vacuum edge.And the cultivation base of the man with glasses has reached the middle stage of the sixth level, and his own cultivation is dead energy. Even the vacuum sword light cannot cause too much damage to him.

After all, the attack power of a vacuum is caused by the atmospheric pressure. It has a critical point, and the attack power also has a maximum limit. What's more, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot form the edge of an absolute vacuum.

However, the moment he came into contact with the sword qi, he found that the sword qi seemed to be endless, piled up, like the waves of the sea, and exploded hundreds of times in an instant. Such a violent attack, not to mention the dead wood palm, is Even real steel can't resist.

You know, this is not just a vacuum sword light, but also a high-speed impacting airflow, smashing everything.

What Wang Ziqiao wanted was this opportunity. The two swords came out together, and the shadows of the swords continued, one sword after another, stabbing out again. After a breath, Wang Ziqiao stopped suddenly.

But the man with glasses was still waving his palm quickly, trying to parry Wang Ziqiao's sword spirit.

But his body exploded one after another: crackling...

Dozens of blood holes appeared, and the blood flowed continuously from top to bottom.

Only then did the man with glasses stop waving his arms, and looked down at his body in disbelief. When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of hatred, his body trembled, and he fell slowly to the ground.

Wang Ziqiao let out a long breath, shook his hands and threw the jade talisman, the brilliance on the jade talisman flickered, and the runes flowed, covering the body of the man with glasses. As Wang Ziqiao uttered the spell, a group of faint white light clusters emerged from the body. Flying out, roaring ferociously and struggling to sink into the jade talisman.

Taking back the jade talisman, Wang Ziqiao sneered: "You just stay here and refine you slowly in the future!"

Turning around, Wang Ziqiao came to the side of the hand that had shrunk, bent down and held the hand in his hand, feeling a sense of death, and penetrated into his skin, scared him to put the hand in the storage in a hurry object ring.

Afterwards, Wang Ziqiao took out two more jade talismans and collected the souls of the two brothers Takeda Chang and Takeda Hiroshi, and then he was relieved.

"Looks like Longhushan's soul collection technique is not bad. Although it's not as professional as Maoshan, it can solve some problems. The remaining souls of these little soldiers can't be left to the Soul Calling Club!" Wang Ziqiao glanced at the people in the yard. The corpse, said to Matsubara Zhisha: "You gather the corpses together, cremate all the corpses, and let their souls return to the underworld, instead of being collected by the Soul Conjuring Society!"

Matsubara Chisa nodded, and joined hands with Matsubara Junko, the corpses piled up in the huge courtyard.

Before Wang Ziqiao could make a move, Matsubara Junko had already uttered a spell, her fingers fluctuated, the fireball condensed and flew into the corpse, the flame rose and turned into a skyrocketing fire.

"That's the only amount of people in Rosamen?" Prince Qiao looked around.

"There should be some servants in the inner courtyard, but this is only the headquarters of Rosamen, and it is also a place where masters gather. Most of them have died in Huaxia, and there are at least [-] low-level ninjas in other branches!" Matsubara Chisa replied.

"The masters of the Rosa Sect are almost extinct, and the remaining low-level ninjas are nothing to fear. Can you Shura Sect subdue them?" Wang Ziqiao asked.

Matsubara Zhisha hesitated for a moment, and said: "There are still members of the five major families under the Asura Gate, and they also have strong influence in the government department! They are far from being destroyed!"

"Since that's the case, don't worry about it. When will we wipe out all the Japanese ninjas, it's time for the Shuramen to rule the world!" Wang Ziqiao smiled lightly and looked at Junko Matsubara: "Junko, do you know The guy with the glasses?"

"He's a priest from the Spiritualist Society, he should have been invited by Rosamen!"

"The Spiritualist Society won't interfere, right?" Wang Ziqiao still has some fears about the Spiritualist Society. After all, there is a high-level ghost king and ghost emperor, so it's not a joke.

"Generally speaking, the Spiritual Society will not intervene in the battle between ninjas. They wish that more ninjas will die, and they will even sow dissension. It's just that the priest is dead now, and they are likely to investigate the priest's The cause of death, if we integrate the Rossamon industry now, it is very likely that the Spiritual Society will suspect it, I am not worried, but the Songyuan family is likely to suffer, because the Spiritualist Society has great authority in Japan!" Matsubara While Junko was speaking, she also looked at Matsubara Chisa.

Wang Ziqiao nodded slightly: "Then don't act rashly. This time, my goal is only Japanese ninjas, not the Spiritual Society. I still have some self-knowledge. I'm actually quite curious about the skills that the man with glasses practiced. That kind of death is really terrifying!"

Matsubara Junko nodded and did not reply, looking at Wang Ziqiao's head curiously.