Just when Xiao Chen slapped him, the void behind him shook, and Jiuhuatian Ninja Taro Inoue appeared, angrily reaching out his claws to claw at Xiao Chen's vitals.

"Tsk!"

Inoue Taro's hands were wearing a pair of gloves that were as sharp as diamonds. The fingertips were ten-centimeter blue claws, and Su Wan was scratched by them.

"Caught!"

When the tip of the claw pierced the clothes on Xiao Chen's lower back, Inoue Taro was overjoyed and planned to take out Xiao Wudi's waist in one go!

He is very confident in this pair of ghost claws, because it is one of the seven ghost weapons of Japan!

However, Inoue Taro was only excited for 0.01 seconds before his scalp became numb and his hair stood on end.

He felt that the ghost claws that penetrated the golden cave iron seemed to be pierced into a piece of diamond, making it difficult to move forward.

"Whoa!"

At this time, Xiao Chen suddenly turned around and stared at him coldly, his dark and indifferent eyes like two abyss.

This look in his eyes made Inoue Taro's liver and gallbladder run cold!

"Silly Japanese pup, I deliberately gave you a chance, but your dog's claws are useless! If you dare to hurt my senior sister... you will die!"

Xiao Chen's cold voice sounded, and Taro Inoue was shocked. It was already too late to escape.

"Bang!"

I saw Xiao Chen's hand rising and falling, and the Jiuhuatian Ninja Inoue Taijie, who was even feared by the Earth Immortal, howled miserably, and was beaten into a pool of blood mist by the palm, not even the bones and scum were left.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!..."

Afterimages flickered, and a dozen figures rushed towards Xiao Chen. They were the ninjas brought by Taro Inoue.

The leader is dead. They can only survive if they kill their enemies. Otherwise, they can only commit suicide by committing seppuku to apologize!

"Hmph! A bunch of little trash!"

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, but he didn't see what methods he used. More than a dozen high-level ninjas all turned into a puff of blood mist, and they couldn't even get close to Xiao Chen.

"clatter!"

After finishing all this, Xiao Chen took a step forward and rose into the sky on a cloud of blood mist, overlooking the silent Western powerhouses.

Immediately, his cold voice echoed around the world again!

"Who hurt my dragon python? Get out and die!"

Xiao Chen, who was flying in the air with blood, was full of ferocious power.
Chapter completed!