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Oda Tadashi was startled by the wailing of people in the distance, and looked at a Japanese samurai beside him. This samurai was not tall, but fat.

"Let's go, let's go back and have a look." The martial artist waved his hand, and headed back to the original road first, followed by a few Japanese from the Knife Society.

Soon, they found the body of a Japanese ninja.

His body lay in a pile of shit and shit.The fatal wound was the heart, pierced by a sharp blade.

The strong smell of blood and the smell of excrement and urine mixed together, mixed into a strange smell that makes people want to vomit.

"Xiao Ichiro was also killed... What should we do?" The martial artist's emotions have collapsed, and the pupils of his eyes are filled with unspeakable fear and horror, "Toda is dead, and Fukuda is also dead... Next One, will it be our turn?"

Odado, the best young genius in Tokyo City, was also conquered by fear at this time, he tightened the steel knife in his hand, and suddenly screamed.

The martial artist carefully looked at the surrounding situation: the ground and walls were dirty, rust and dirt were everywhere, and there were thick and thick spider webs all over the corners, which seemed unpopular.In the cold winter night, it seems to be a little colder here.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, knowing you are here, get out of here." The martial artist suddenly sneered.

There is dead silence in the huge space, as if it has been deserted since the prehistoric era.

"Hmph, the Chinese Dragon Team really deserves its reputation, and it was hidden so secretly that you still found it." A cold voice sounded from the empty grass.

"Go—" Suddenly shouted, Liu Juan saw a big man's coat puffing up quickly, and a sharp strange howl rushed towards the direction of the sound.Liu Juan knew this big man, he was Long Jiu, and beside him was the unscrupulous man.

"Pu Pu Pu Pu" in an instant, a dozen holes the size of a fist exploded on one side of the wall, and the debris flew around, splashing a bloody light and a muffled groan.

"Hahaha, little Japan, isn't it great to get a 'Qi Blade' from grandpa!?" Long Jiu couldn't help laughing.

"Baga——" Suddenly, a cyan wave of light flashed in front of Long Jiu, and then four figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty factory building.

Long Jiu's mind moved rapidly, and the huge zhenqi suddenly divided into three strands, and with a fierce whistling sound, he rushed towards the three ninjas who were attacking.

A ninja in front of him was caught off guard by a gust of true energy, let out a miserable roar, and was burned to ashes in the air in an instant.

The remaining two ninjas saw the tragic scene of their companions being burned to death in front of them, how dare they take it head-on, "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh" each threw a smoke bomb and disappeared into the field.

What went! ?Startled, Long Jiu hurriedly summoned his true energy to protect him, and put all his strength on guard.

Seeing an enemy approaching, 'Dragon Nine' laughed wildly, and with a sway of his figure, a powerful whirlwind rolled up in front of him, bursting out a huge whirling suction instantly.

The surrounding soil, rubble, and grass clippings rushed towards the center of the whirlwind like moths throwing fire, and the weird scene made one's scalp tingle.

A ninja had nowhere to draw on in the air, and was immediately sucked in by the whirlwind, only to hear a miserable howl, and a huge blood mist exploded in the whirlwind.

Impressively, this ninja was torn to pieces in the whirlwind.

The remaining two ninjas panicked and rushed to the ground with their knives, trying to stop their figures, but they still couldn't stand firmly, and were pulled towards the center of the whirlwind little by little by the huge suction.

"Baga——" Seeing that it was wrong, the two ninjas threw two sets of thin octagonal star darts with a wave of their hands, trying to save the situation.

But who would have thought that as soon as the dozens of octagonal star darts approached the whirlwind, they were swallowed by the huge suction force and rolled up without a trace, not even touching a piece of the 'Wind Blade''s clothes.

"Bage——" Long Jiu was in shock, when suddenly there was a roar from behind, and a ninja who disappeared broke out from the soil and slashed at Long Jiu's head.

Long Jiu didn't dodge either, with a move of his mind, he let out a howl of zhenqi, and rushed all at the enemy.

No matter how fast a person's movement is, it can't be as fast as his thoughts.In an instant, the sneak attacking ninja was hit by all his qi, and he died without even a chance to scream.

"Trash!" Liu Juan was feeling proud when suddenly there seemed to be a light and shadow flickering in the air in front of him, and he heard a roar: "Eight grids—" Suddenly, ten or so cold stars made a rapid piercing sound and screamed .

'Liu Juan' saw the poor skills of the two crippled enemies, and laughed loudly: "Little devil, your feet are weak, let me show you how powerful they are."

As soon as the words fell, the whirling storm became more and more fierce, and countless sand, stones, and grass clippings made a loud "split li bah" sound and were drawn in by the whirlwind.

Seeing the bad situation, the two ninjas shouted loudly.

'Liu Juan' was startled, and clasped his hands together, the whirling whirlwind in the air suddenly disappeared, and the sand and stones all over the sky also fell to the ground with a 'rumble', causing the ground to tremble violently like an earthquake .

At this moment, "Oh-oh-oh--" two Japanese ninjas suddenly burst out of the soil one after the other, and quickly attacked 'Liu Juan' closely.

The sharp sword reflected the cold moonlight, reflecting a terrifying murderous aura.

'Liu Juan' sneered, and the clothes on his body suddenly agitated, emitting countless weird screams.

"Plop, flap --" The two ninjas who approached seemed to have hit a layer of sharp knife nets in an instant, and were ruthlessly torn to pieces, and the blood of their stumps immediately sprinkled 'Liu Juan' all over.

Liu Juan could see clearly that these ten cold stars were hidden weapons commonly used by ninjas—the cross boomerang, which was extremely lethal. Point the cold star.

"Chi Chi Chi" After a violent noise of the soldering iron being thrown into the ice water, more than a dozen boomerangs were immediately stopped by the zhenqi, not even hurting a single hair of Ouyang Feng.

"Go to hell, trash!" Liu Juan roared, and the fire net in front of him instantly turned into dozens of sparks, shooting at the ninja like a dense rain of arrows.

"Pop-plop-plop" In an instant, the last ninja was shot by a few sparks, and in the fierce flames and screams, he blinked into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, fourteen Japanese ninjutsu masters were all killed by Long Jiu.

There are only six Japanese left watching Long Jiu and Wu Liang.

"Hand over that person, and I can spare you from dying." Long Jiu's expression was sharp, with murderous aura in his sharp pupils.

The six Japanese looked at each other, and a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths, probably saying, lie to children, we are not so stupid.

Then I saw the Japanese in the middle say slowly: "Chinese, since you have discovered it, there is only one life and death. It is delusional to want us to hand over the materials." As he said, the Japanese shook the Suzuki, unconsciously After saying some incantation, Suzuki suddenly shot a white light on the skinny Japanese man's injured right arm.

Immediately, a miracle happened: the bleeding stopped immediately, and the opened flesh healed together quickly. In the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared. If there were no blood stains on the broken clothes, I couldn't believe this person just now hurt.

Long Jiu and 'Wuliang' glanced at it in surprise, both of them felt unbelievable.

Liu Juan looked at the Japanese, thinking that the Japanese would know how to perform Maoshan techniques.

"Hmph, little tricks, report your names, we Chinese don't kill the unknown."

The Japanese ignored Fire Tiger.

Guessing that the other companions are coming soon, Long Jiu winked at 'Wuliang' and said coldly: "I'll give you one last chance, will you hand over that woman?"

"Impossible." The Japanese flatly refused, "Our mission is to bring this man back. Our Japanese special forces would rather die than disgrace!"

Wuliang was furious for a moment, and said sharply: "Okay, then I will send you back to the West. Brothers, there are six people, three of us, and he will kill his grandfather." Then, Wuliang yelled violently, waved his hands, Two furious qi roared out and rushed towards the three Japanese.

'Dragon Nine' also jumped for joy, and shouted: "Little devil, look at Grandpa's 'Heart-Piercing Invincible Hand'!" In an instant, the coat of 'Fire Tiger' suddenly bulged, and countless faint rays of light emanated from his body in a strange and rapid manner. The sound of breaking through the air attacked the other three Japanese.

Seeing 'Dragon Nine' rushing towards them, the Japanese looked a little dignified.

Suddenly, the Japanese in Tsing Yi yelled: "Shuge—" Teng Fengshou in front of him disappeared into the field in a puff of smoke—it turned out that this person was also a ninja.

Seeing the Japanese man in Tsing Yi disappear suddenly, Long Jiu simply swallowed the Japanese man in red with all his strength.

On the other hand, the red-clothed Japanese man's ferocious face suddenly turned hideous, and he shouted: "You know the exercises, so can I." As he spoke, he waved his hands forward, and a burst of cyan true energy suddenly gushed out. , blocking Long Jiu's way.

"Boom—" Two streams of true energy, one green and one red, collided fiercely.

"Plop—" Suddenly, the Japanese in red felt as if he had collided with a locomotive, his chest hurt, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

"Trash, go to hell!" Long Jiu shouted loudly, pressing forward fiercely with furious zhenqi, and immediately squeezed the cyan zhenqi wall of the red-clothed Japanese back frequently, to see if it was exhausted.

At this moment, suddenly, Long Jiu's side flickered, and a sword roared towards him, and the fierceness of the sword even revealed the sound of wind and thunder.

When Liu Juan saw this, he knew that his abilities could not be compared with those of the Dragon Group. He had learned the Wuji Sword Technique and the Wuji Jue, whether he could reach the level of the Dragon Nine.

The sharp whistling sound quickly approached the black-clothed Japanese. Although they couldn't see what it was that killed them, the two of them were absolutely sure that what came was definitely something of fate.

"Dingling——" Suddenly, Suzuki in the hands of the white-clothed Japanese man turned, emitting a red light, forming a faint wall of light in front of himself and the black-clothed Japanese man.

"Ding ding ding ding" Amidst the loud noise like popping beans, it seemed that countless sharp things hit the red light wall, shooting out countless bloody rays of light, but it was difficult to break through this seemingly weak barrier.

'Wuliang' looked a little surprised, he didn't expect this seemingly frail Japanese to be so powerful.

At this moment, the white-clothed Japanese shook the Suzuki and shouted: "Chinese, look at the utensils—"

A ball-shaped thing was thrown from the Shenmu sleeve, and flew towards 'Wuliang' with a strange whistling sound in the air.

'Wuliang' was startled, and intuitively felt that this was not a good thing. He shouted anxiously, his coat flapped wildly, and countless invisible sharp knives whizzed away.

"Ding ding ding" Amidst a loud noise like popping beans, the ball suddenly exploded, spraying out a thick blood-colored mist.

"Aw—" A non-human beast's roar suddenly sounded in the thick fog, and then a fierce ghost with pointed horns, blue face and fangs, and a hulking waist appeared in the air.

"Chinese, let you see how powerful we are." The white-clothed Japanese suddenly laughed out loud, showing a terrifying ferocity.

Unscrupulous and helpless, he had to temporarily give up his attempt to kill the man in black.Turning around sharply, his right fist pierced into the man in red's sword net from a seemingly impossible angle, directly attacking his vitals.

Seeing that he was about to hit, suddenly, a thick fog rose from the whole body of the man in red, and he disappeared before Wuliang's eyes in an instant.

Unscrupulous punched the air, and was shocked in his heart: he was able to escape his own thunderbolt blow at such a fast speed.

At this moment, the man in black yelled: "Break—"!

Wuliang turned around in a hurry, and shouted: "The light of the firefly dares to compete with the sun and the moon, you little devil, go to hell." The magma that spewed out devoured the cyan true energy like a thunderbolt.

"No—" the black clothes screamed in despair, and were swallowed by the blazing 'fire dragon', turning into ashes in an instant.

"Ah—" In mid-air, the martial artist in red roared, "Damn Chinese, I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, the martial artist in red appeared in front of Wuliang, and in a flash, he turned into six identical ones, surrounding Wuliang.

"This—" Ouyang Feng was taken aback, thinking that his eyes were dazzled, because how could one person become six!

"Eight grids—" the four men in red roared in unison, and the four large knives were raised into a dense network of knives, and they were crazily pressed from all directions.

"You old mother." Wuliang's forehead was sweating, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, so he could only roar, "Go to hell, trash!"

In an instant, Wuliang's whole body shone with golden light, and a huge shield emitting intense light appeared, instantly forming a net of death around Wuliang's body.