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Chapter 649: Mysterious Clothes
Japan, Hokkaido, somewhere by the sea.

The sea breeze in Japan is very strong these days.

Huge waves are constantly washing over the reefs on the shore. In this cold season, there are no people on the beach, but on a huge black reef, there is a person standing like a javelin. That person is swept by the huge waves. Sometimes, it doesn't move at all.

No matter how violent the waves were, they didn't even touch that person with a single drop of sea water.

Dressed in white, Xia Ren is crazy.

As the Lord of the Dragon Soul, and even the most powerful man in the world, the name Xia Renkuang, in Japan, is almost a god.

In Japan, even enemies, life and death enemies, when referring to Xia Renkuang, they always use the title of Valkyrie.

Because he is a peerless powerhouse at the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.

Some even say that he is the most powerful Dragon Soul Master in the past 500 years of Dragon Soul.

In the eyes of all those who are qualified to know the name Dragon Soul, Dragon Soul has already disappeared with Xia Renkuang's madness back then, but the power of Dragon Soul is far beyond what outsiders can guess.

How could the Dragon Soul, who has been inherited by China for thousands of years and controlled the change of dynasties in China for thousands of years, really be wiped out?
At least, behind Xia Renkuang, there is still a mysterious guard that no one knows about.

Dragon Soul Guard, the title is called Dragon Soul Guard.

Dragon Soul Guard, a mysterious guard that belongs to the Dragon Soul and Dragon Master alone.Mysterious, powerful, even terrifying.

Their existence, in the whole world, only one person is qualified to know, this person is the Dragon Lord of all dynasties, and he can only be the Dragon Lord.

Even if he is the heir of the Dragon Soul, on the day he does not become the Dragon Lord, he is not qualified to know.

Xia Renkuang is not only the most powerful Dragon Lord in the past 500 years of Dragon Soul, but also the most powerful Dragon Soul Guard in his hands in the past 500 years.

The existence of the Dragon Soul Guard is a secret, and even Xia Renkuang never used this small but powerful and terrifying family guard when he went mad.But Xia Renkuang was born out of nowhere, and was so powerful that he had an inseparable relationship with the Dragon Soul Guard.

The Dragon Soul Guard is not only Xia Renkuang's guard, but also Xia Renkuang's first teacher and servant of Xia Renkuang.

Xia Renkuang stood in the midst of the huge waves, still motionless, the huge waves still couldn't wet his body at all, on the contrary, when the fierce huge waves rushed to his body three feet, they were as fierce as the waves of a tiger, instantly like It was like a frightened little sheep, howling and retreating rapidly.

At some point, on the huge black rock where Xia Renkuang was standing, there were four more people wearing black robes and wearing white masks on their faces.

The masks on the faces of these four people are exquisitely made, and a dragon's head is painted on them. Although the faces of these four people cannot be seen, you can feel their aura just by looking at them.

They don't have any aura that indicates their strength, nor do they have the aura of dominating the world, there is only one kind of aura.

Indifference.

Like a group of ghosts, they quietly appeared behind Xia Renkuang.

Xia Renkuang, dressed in white, turned back to look at the four people around him in a desolate manner, and then smiled indifferently in the middle of the huge rumbling waves: "This tiny place in Dongpu is actually worth my stepping again! Now that I'm here, then Kill him and let his blood flow like a river!"

The four Dragon Soul Guards behind him remained motionless, like wooden carvings.

Xia Renkuang turned his head slowly and looked at the city in the distance. He seemed to be able to see Mount Fuji thousands of miles away at a glance, and the white snow on the top of Mount Fuji could be melted by the Wutao sword energy in his eyes.

The wet and salty taste of seawater in the air is extremely strong.Under the sun, the turbulent water mist formed a magnificent rainbow behind Xia Renkuang. The seven colors complement each other, and the red is as red as the hot blood that just flowed from the chest. The four words of "human madness flowing into a river" seemed to affect the wet and salty smell around it into the smell of blood.

In the eyes of the Dragon Soul Guards, Xia Renkuang is an existence they worship. For so many years, the Dragon Lord has never used the Dragon Soul Guards.

Their task is to cultivate, practice hard, and constantly increase their strength. Their purpose is to become stronger and stronger.

Back then, the first battle of Xia Renkuang's debut was held in Japan. At that time, it was the beginning of Xia Renkuang's writing of legends, and it was also the sorrow of the entire Japanese martial arts. Except for the group of old monsters who can't be locked away, the entire Japanese martial art has been turned upside down by the young Xia Renkuang with one sword and one sword. The dignity and confidence of all Japanese warriors have been completely destroyed by this arrogant Teenage crush.

Thirty years ago, the whole of Japan was flying like dogs and dogs, and Xia Renkuang won the title of Valkyrie and drifted away. And 30 years later, he, who has the title of Mad God all over the world, set foot in Japan again. In a word, what kind of bloody storm was set off?
Why did he make a move?

Nobody knows.

Maybe he's not happy with Japan.

It was also for Sharon.

Or, he has his purpose.

"30 years ago, I swept across Japan alone, not just for the sake of experience, but today, they finally appeared, Shuyi, can you see it? You can see it!"

After saying this, Xia Renkuang stopped talking, but looked at the huge beach in front of him indifferently.

This place was originally a natural high-quality beach. This season is probably because it is winter, so no one swims at the beach, or it may be because of other reasons.

Xia Renkuang and the four Dragon Soul Guards beside him were still standing on the reef, the waves were still roaring, they seemed to be waiting for someone.

And the person they were waiting for finally came!
On the other side of the huge beach, a dense group of people appeared.

The person walking in front of this group of people was an old man who was almost as old as a mummy. There were only a few sparse hairs on his scalp, not only his face, but even his scalp. wrinkled together.

The kimono worn by this short old man seems to have never been changed for decades, and it is unknown how many holes have been gnawed on it by rats, but when worn on him, don’t wear it in a way that makes people dare not wear it. Face the momentum.

At his waist was stuck a giant samurai sword that was longer than his height. The length of the sword was a full two meters, and the handle was fifty centimeters long. Even the scabbard had a Moth-eaten holes.

The clothes on this old man have not been changed for 50 years, and the knife in his hand has not been sheathed for 50 years.

Behind the old man were twenty other old men dressed in the same clothes. Their clothes and long knives around their waists were exactly the same as the old man walking in front.

These twenty old people lined up in a long row on the beach, and behind them was another row of solemn-looking old people. They were dressed in rich clothes and brocade robes. Although they were very old, their complexions were ruddy. With black hair, it can be seen from their imposing manner that they are big figures who have been in high positions for a long time.

The old man walking in the front felt the icy sea breeze, and suddenly shivered all over his body, then he tremblingly turned around and glanced at the people behind him, and said in a low voice almost like the impact of gold and iron: "No! If you kill, you will become benevolent!"

The twenty old men behind him bowed their heads in unison and made a promise. Then, the old man continued to walk. Then, the twenty old men with bowed heads behind him raised their heads simultaneously and took a step forward.

With every step they took, a bloody aura emerged from their bodies.

Their eyeballs are gradually turning red, the murderous aura on their bodies is getting heavier, and the bloody smell on their bodies has gradually formed a thin layer of red mist around them.

The old men following them, and the others behind the old man, couldn't help but slow down at the same time.

Twenty shocking murderous auras gathered together, and the killing intent soared into the sky, condensing into a red wave of air.

The air wave reached a height of 30 meters, circling and rolling over the heads of this row of old people.

You only need to look at the blood mist brought out by the unleashed momentum of these twenty old people, and you can see how many people were killed by these twenty old people.

The murderous aura is soaring, the blood waves are rolling, and there is a kind of iron-blooded aura that can only be felt in soldiers. All kinds of auras are mixed together to form this bloody wall that looks like a substance. They were all frightened by this breath and retreated quietly. When the 21 old people walked to the beach 50 meters in front of Xia Renkuang, the entire sea was as calm as a mirror.

Xia Renkuang looked at the 21 old men in front of him, and shook his head slowly. The aura gradually rising from the four dragon soul guards behind him suddenly disappeared, and turned into the initial indifference.

In the middle of Xia Renkuang's flat tone, the words he said were not calm: "The most mysterious 36 Xuanyi in the Tokugawa General's Mansion, which was in charge of supervising the Japanese military headquarters, slaughtered at least [-] Chinese people in their hands. That's why there is such a bloody aura!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wall of blood suddenly condensed into a line and rushed straight towards Xia Renkuang.

Xia Renkuang snorted coldly, and raised his right hand in disdain.

The air within ten meters around Xia Renkuang seemed to be frozen suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the red line stopped directly in front of Xia Renkuang.

The mummy-like old man walking in front of him slowly pulled out his two-meter-long giant knife from his waist. His arm was no more than the length of the handle of the knife, but the strange thing was that he actually Can pull the knife out of its sheath.

The blade is blood red.

That is the blood of thousands of people dyed red.

Twenty old men behind him pulled out their long knives at the same time, the blades were blood red.

Xia Renkuang's flat face finally became indifferent: "The revenge of the past, today's revenge! Kill!"

One kill, straight into the sky!
(End of this chapter)