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"Soul Authority (.)"!

The whirlwind blew by, and a phoenix spiral visible to the naked eye seemed to tear apart the space.

The six top masters suddenly held the broken sword in their hands and stood there motionless.

Their eyes gradually became dull.

There was a thin red line on their throats. The red line gradually became thicker and eventually cracked.

Six ripples of blood spurted out between the cracks.

These are the six top masters. Their blood pressure is a hundred times higher than that of ordinary people. They instantly photographed 6 bright red fountains. Yes, if the fountains spray on ordinary people, they will either die or be disabled, but Murakami in the middle did not pause last Wednesday. Instead, he waved his sleeves gently.

The huge blood pressure suddenly stopped in the air, like a delicate rain of blood falling to the ground.

Zhou San's body was spotless and without any trace.

"Take it out!" Murakami's language was very concise, and he was not like a person who likes nonsense.

"Security guard, come out to wash the floor." An assistant next to him said.

More than a dozen people came in outside, without any expression on their faces, dragging them away like they were dragging a few dead dogs.

Then a few females came in, and the waiters had no expression on their faces, and they were not scared by the horror scene in front of them. Because they were very qualified waiters, those who could work in this place would never have any doubts about the above instructions. They would never work with any negative emotions.

Not to mention the ground is covered with blood, even if the ground is covered with rice fields, they will clean it normally, not covering their noses or deliberately showing disgust.

Because of this, their salary is very high, three times that of a normal waiter.

The world is always fair, and your efforts are often proportional to your income.

If you betray your emotions and your labor, you can get more rewards.

The wind blade is like a knife, and the earth is a chopping board. Ordinary people are like ants on the ground, and they don’t even have the qualifications to lie on the chopping board.

These top masters are considered fish on the chopping board, and they are qualified to be killed by this person. They died at the hands of this person and did not feel shame. The moment they sacrificed, they actually did not feel angry, and they were quite happy.

There are three streets in Futian City, which of course are within the sight range of Ichikawa Group.

Some people have begun to appear on the street. They are dressed neatly and are wearing snow-white clothes, standing on the street with their heads held high. Each of them holds a knife and a long Japanese samurai sword in their hands.

Each knife is newly sharply sharply. Their whole body is like a sword unsheathed, and they are very energetic.

These people are the No. 500 people who were sitting in the room just now. They have already obtained the other party's information and are going to clean these three streets.

The other party is coming to wash the street. The cleaning street is not really cleaning the street, but cleaning the other party's life on the street.

It is to wash the street with human blood, and to speak with swords, fists and sticks.

There are 200 people on each block above the two main streets, and 100 people on the other slightly smaller street.

Dariya Shinichiro also allocated his combat power according to this number of people. He divided the 50 top masters into three groups, the first and second groups were 20 people, and the third group was 10 people. These three groups correspond to three groups of masters of Yukino Ichikawa.

The first and second groups are composed of six upper ninjas and 14 middle ninjas, and the last pair are composed of four upper ninjas and six middle ninjas.

The remaining petals of the cherry blossoms bring the fragrance of the distant mountains, the autumn is strong and the stern slaughtering.

The moon is like a mirror missing a curve, the stars are sparse, and under the dim street lights, there is a strange silence.

The three streets were actually closed, and no car passed through within a quarter of an hour.

Of course, this was not arranged by Yukino Ichikawa, nor was it arranged by Murakami last Wednesday, but by political figures who were good at praising horses. After they got this top-secret news, they began to intervene, and found a few reasons to block the streets.

Three major streets, Fuchunshan 1st Street, Fuchunshan 2nd Street, and Fuchunshan 3rd Street.

Among them, Fuchunshan Street is the smallest street. Yukino Ichikawa actually guarded this street himself. Next to it was a Shangnin and a very powerful dragon clan. The strength of that dragon clan is definitely no worse than that of Shangnin. The other seven people are also the most elite combat power in the Ichikawa group, all of which have reached the Chunin and above, and some people are even about to break through.

Yukino Ichikawa placed all his highest combat power on the third street.

Of course, he imitated Tian Ji's strategy of horse racing.

The strength is relatively weak, and if the highest combat power is spread, it is like driving a sheep into a wolf pack.

He placed his highest combat power on the 3rd Street, hoping to defeat the enemy's team, and even if he sacrificed everything, he would have to earn a little interest back.

Dariya Shinichiro is in Group 1, and the first group is also the strongest group. He seems to have an evenly distributed combat power. In fact, the Upper Ninja's martial power value in Group 1 is very close to the level of the God Ninja. He has a normal idea and thinks that the other party will put the strongest combat power in the first street, but he was wrongly considered.

The 50 top masters were wearing black clothes, and they slowly walked into the battlefield, just like an old man and an old lady walking.

This does not match Oriya Shinichiro's personality at all. He actually has such a stable mentality.

This time, there must be no mistake. Murakami gave him such an important task last Wednesday, and he had to consider every link.

It is best to kill all the opponent's vitality while the opponent has no casualties.

Their pace was very neat and they were still in the military parade. Their distance was only about 800 meters, but it took more than two minutes.

When the distance between the two sides was only more than thirty meters, the two square arrays stopped.

There were a large area of ​​white square formations, with 200 masters, while there were only 20 people in black square formations. This seemed to be a one-sided massacre, but in fact it was indeed a one-sided massacre, but no one expected that it was those only twenty people who massacre those two hundred people.

"kill."

Dariyao Shinichiro roared, and the 20-person team rushed towards the enemy formation like a whirlwind.

"For the glory of Ichikawa Group, kill..." shouted the man who commanded the white square formation.

But before he could finish speaking, the black team had already rushed into the northern team.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang..."

"Crack click..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

As tigers entered the flock of sheep, members of the Ichikawa group had not even pulled out their swords, and the commanders had not finished speaking, a hurricane-like killing began.

The sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sound of cutting melons and vegetables sounded. Some people even didn't even have the chance to wail, so they had become ghosts under the knife.

The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the black square harvested life at a speed like the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves. Without a moment of stay, a large area of ​​life had disappeared. In less than 30 seconds, those people lay down on the ground like rice encountered a harvester, and no one retained signs of life.

Their death was not tragic at all, and they didn't even feel pain, and their lives were already harvested.

It is really irresistible to encounter such an opponent.

Dariyao Shinichiro killed a total of 32 people, of course he killed the most. As the commander, he must lead the way and set an example. Under his leadership, the others also fired their swords. Before he could enjoy the fun, everyone had already fallen.

"Poli, come out and wash the floor!" Oriya Shinichiro shouted angrily, echoing on the quiet and empty street.

This team was sharp enough, like mercury leaking, quickly resolving the battle, and really achieving zero casualties.

"Congratulations to Mr. Shinichiro Oriyao for his command, he led the way, and the enemy collapsed and defeated in an instant." Someone next to him immediately began to slap.
Chapter completed!