Dragon God Battle

Chapter 90 Master Duel
"Who are you? The Crazy Dragon Gang is doing business here. Please don't trespass." A brother of the Crazy Dragon Gang noticed two figures tens of meters away and asked loudly.

The other party didn't answer, but rushed over quickly, screaming strangely, and waved a black shadow casually, several brothers of the Kuanglong Gang who were hit by the black shadow immediately fell to the ground bleeding from all seven orifices.It's just that the speed of the people coming was extremely fast. When the masters of the Crazy Dragon Gang and the Longteng Group came back to their senses, the other party had already rushed through the blockade of everyone, and rushed towards the place where Miyamoto Taima and others were staying.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe..." Dozens of figures rushed towards the two with lightning.The third uncle of Xiaolong, Long Teng, took the lead. At this moment, he was also full of surprise, "The two opponents are definitely the reinforcements of the Miyamoto gang, and at this moment, they have instantly killed more than 2 brothers of the Kuanglong gang with hidden weapons. They are definitely super masters." .

"Stop", a loud roar came from the mouth, and Xiaolong instantly realized that the strength of the incoming person was not inferior to his own. He slashed 108 lightning-fast knives with the machete in his hand, and then stared coldly at the two people who just arrived .

The 12 Japanese ninjas on the ground had broken limbs and scattered randomly on the ground at this moment. There were still faint blood flowers in the air, and a stench spread.Xiaolong's body was not stained with any trace of blood, standing there proudly, but a large amount of blood was still attached to the machete in his hand, dripping drop by drop.

Xiaolong exuded a shocking fighting intent, his heart was full of desire for fighting, the machete in his hand seemed to have spirituality, the blade trembled slightly, glowing with a green light.

"Help, two great elders. He is a devil. He just killed 2 of our ninjas. You must kill him." Miyamoto was already frightened, his limbs were shaking wildly, and he just opened his tongue and shouted at the two visitors. with.

The two figures stopped at the same time as if they were one person, but the concrete floor sank a few centimeters like it was made of bean curd.Long Teng and the rest of the experts also hurriedly stopped, glaring at the two of them.

"Xiao Taijian, are you okay!" One of the men who was as short as a winter melon grabbed Miyamoto Taima, and the figure returned to the place where it was standing in a flash.

Xiaolong silently observed the two people in front of him. Among them, the man was a short and fat bald man with criss-cross wrinkles and fat face, his eyes were fierce and ruthless, and his aura was even more bleak and cold. The other was a tall woman with a Miaoman, but that face that was forced to smear flour made Xiaolong want to vomit.

Although the appearance is like this, they are definitely masters. Xiaolong found that he couldn't see their cultivation level, and it could be seen that the two people's skills were higher than his own.

"You Chinese people, I didn't expect that I haven't been to China for 50 years. You have such courage. You killed 12 of our ninjas who were trained with great difficulty, so I will kill you all today. I want all of you present. All of them will be buried with you." The man said coldly.

Xiaolong and Long Teng looked at each other, and suddenly ordered loudly: "All brothers, all retreat, and the two immortals will be handed over to me and third uncle to deal with. You only need to deal with the rest."

"You are the dragon madness." The woman is also fluent in Chinese.

"Young master is, who are you two, how dare you name yourself." Xiaolong said disdainfully.

"I'm Bai Huimeizi, the last elder of the Miyamoto Gang. He is the dead soul of Miyamoto. You should remember it. Death in our hands is your best destination, haha." Bai Huimeizi laughed wildly and shrieked. road.

"Ugly and dead, it's useless to talk too much, let's fight!" Xiaolong sneered.

While several people were talking, a battle had already taken place. The air seemed to be purified and filled with tremendous pressure, but the explosion had not happened yet. All four of them had mastered their own energy and momentum, ready to kill with one blow.

Within a radius of a few hundred meters, only the aura of the four people shrouded them. The cold, ferocious aura opposed the domineering aura, and the coldness and anger were mixed among the four people.

At this moment, Long Teng felt a little uneasy, "The opponent's Baihui Meizi's skill is very close to his own, but that Miyamoto's dead soul is obviously higher than his own, and Xiaolong's skill can hardly match the strength of Miyamoto's dead soul who is nearly 9th level.

Xiaolong didn't think about anything at the moment, but simply longed to fight. The stronger the opponent, the more he seemed to be able to arouse his fighting spirit. "Leave the dead soul of Miyamoto to me, third uncle, you go deal with that old woman."

The four of them found their opponents, and Long Teng was even more worried about how Xiaolong's strength in the middle of level 4 would be able to fight against Miyamoto's dead soul.

The remaining five major gangs also launched a more direct and brutal battle not far away, but the Crazy Dragon Gang and others were much stronger than each other in terms of weapons and masters, and then it directly turned into a massacre.

Miyamoto's dead soul frowned, and shouted: "Miko, you go to rescue the little eunuch Miyamoto's child, and leave the others alone. I will deal with these two people."

With a flash of Xiaolong's figure, the machete transformed into countless sword shadows in the air and slashed at the dead soul of Miyamoto. At the same time, Long Teng also took the initiative to attack Baihui Meizi.

Bai Huimeizi knew that Miyamoto was in danger, and she didn't want to fight with Long Teng at the moment, so she shot into the air in a flash, but suddenly found a force attacking her back, so she had to dodge to dodge.Long Teng is naturally a shrewd person, how could he not take advantage of the other party's confusion and launch a fierce attack?Bai Huimeizi is helpless, but facing an opponent whose strength is almost as good as her own, she has to fight seriously.

Both of them want to kill each other earlier, one wants to kill Bai Huimeizi and then help Xiaolong, the other wants to kill those who stand in the way but rescue Miyamoto Taijian.In a short period of time, it was rare for the two of them to do anything to each other, so the fight was evenly matched. Of course, the degree of danger of each move was amazing.

Facing Xiaolong's sudden and impenetrable sword light attack, Miyamoto Shihun just sneered in his heart, and the Japanese samurai sword in his right hand also swung a brilliance, not only instantly defusing Xiaolong's attack, but counterattacking Xiaolong.

Xiaolong felt that the force from the opponent's weapon was so heavy, and immediately used the "Blade Storm" he created some time ago.Xiaolong's figure was immediately surrounded by black and white light clusters, and the light clusters began to spin counterclockwise rapidly, with faster and faster speeds, and more and more energy gathered.The light cluster originally rotated counterclockwise. When it reached a certain speed limit, it suddenly rotated clockwise around the outer circle of Miyamoto's dead soul, which was more than ten meters away. The encircling circle became smaller and smaller, and the huge energy caused by the rotation became more violent Get restless.

Miyamoto's dead soul was horrified and depressed, although the opponent's skill was not as good as his own, but this move at this moment was very powerful, and he couldn't see a way to break it.However, thinking that his skill was much higher than the opponent's, he felt at ease immediately, and he roared: "Death Soul Slash", and the scimitar in his hand drew a 360-degree arc to kill the surrounding shadows.

"Crack, crack", Miyamoto found that his scimitar was almost shattered by the white light at this moment, so he rushed out with all his strength.

"Boom~~" A huge explosion sounded, Xiaolong's figure had stopped turning, and he looked at the distraught Miyamoto's dead soul with a proud sneer.

"Bastard", Miyamoto Shihun wiped away the blood on his face, his white kimono was already stained red with blood, and stared at Xiaolong fiercely.

Xiaolong was also a little depressed, "My blade storm, such a powerful unique move, uses the rotation to increase my skill several times in an instant, but the attack did not kill the dead soul of Miyamoto in front of me. Damn, his strength is really strong .”

(End of this chapter)