Mr. Jing looked at the three women blocking Qianli and smiled helplessly: "How could I kill her?"

Qianli's eyes were red. She looked at the three apprentices, especially when she looked at Kaoru Aoi deeply. Don't she hate herself for treating her like this? However, it was the wind and waves that came, and she quickly controlled her emotions: "You three are getting out of here, this is my business with him."

“Master…”

“Get out of here.”

"yes."

Famiko and the other two asked him to beside him, but they were still worried, staring at Mr. Jing, afraid that he would have any abnormal movements.

"Qianli, you have three good disciples." Old Jing looked at Famiko and the other two and said to Qianli.

Qianli glanced at Xiao Feng: "You also have a good grandson."

"Ha, that's right, he has always been my pride." Old Jing nodded with a smile.

Mr. Jing's words made Xiao Feng's nose sore. It was the first time he heard the old guy say this. Is he really his pride?

"Qianli, our affairs will be resolved later. I will give you a satisfactory answer." Mr. Jing finished speaking slowly, and his tenderness disappeared on his face and became cold: "Just now, who said he wanted to kill my grandson."

"Yes..." Watanabeno was about to pluck his courage to say something, but as soon as he said a word, he felt a "boom" in his head, and then his face turned pale. He recognized that the person in front of him overlapped with a figure in his mind.

"Is it you, Watanabeno." Old Jing looked at Watanabeno, his voice was very cold: "Did you still say that no one can stop you and kill him? Watanabe family is so majestic. Now, I'm going to stop you, come and tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I...I..." Watanabeno's body trembled. He tried hard to control his fear, but beads of sweat as big as beans still fell down.

"You are not as skilled as a human being. If you die, you will die. But you still have to avenge him. Do you want your old face if you bully the young?" Old Jing's voice was cold. In the huge field, you could hear the needles, but only his voice was.

"And you, the older generation, actually want to attack a junior. Do you think I, Jing Moxian's grandson, can you bully me?" Old Jing shouted coldly, and it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"Yes, it's him..."

"He, he's back..."

"Jing, Jing Moxian, he is really him..."

Finally, the older generation of Japanese martial arts masters finally realized that even if they had never seen Jing Moxian, they had heard his name. For a moment, many people's bodies shivered uncontrollably. This was not because they were timid, but because Jing Moxian's reputation was too great.

"It's over, we, we actually bullied his grandson..."

"Difficult, is it that what happened decades ago will be repeated?" someone asked tremblingly.

"No, no..."

"Tell me, why are they all mute now? Isn't they all going to attack my grandson just now?" Old Jing's protection of his shortcomings is famous, especially when facing these Japanese devils, he could no longer suppress his temper.

"Damn it, it's so handsome. Mr. Jing is simply my idol. He shocked the martial arts masters in a country alone." Wu Huan's eyes shone.

"That's right, if I were a woman, I would definitely marry him." Zhang Yu also nodded violently.

"Come on, Mr. Jing is so charming, he will want you." Sun Mo said with cold water.

“…”

"Buzz", just as the discussion was heard on the spot, a crisp sound as loud as a dragon, and a sword as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in the hands of Mr. Jing.

"Seven-Star Sword." Qianli said three words softly when he saw this sword.

"Sword of Judgment." Many people also recognized this sword that dyed the blood of many Japanese martial arts masters and cut off many Japanese magic weapons.

Watanabeno and several martial arts masters looked at the sword in Old Jing's hand, and their faces were pale. They were so scared that they took a few steps back, and then sat on the ground. It can be seen how terrifying the sword left in their hearts.

"Afeng, let your people put down their guns. Since they are people in martial arts, they should have the duel that people in martial arts should have." Old Jing said in a deep voice.

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes. If he had the strength of you, he would have cut melons and vegetables to death. Would he have to do this with trepidation?

"Old Zhou, let the brothers put away all the guns."

"good."

"Brother Feng." Wu Huan and others also came over.

"It's all okay."

"No."

"Afeng, come here." Old Jing said.

Xiao Feng stepped forward: "Grandpa, what's wrong."

In front of so many people, Xiao Feng still gave Mr. Jing a face and did not call him the old guy. After all, he was like a god in the eyes of these Japanese devils.

"He slapped you before, right?" Old Jing pointed at Watanabeno: "Go and get back."

"Um."

"I am a Chinese man, you will be revenged. Moreover, I, Jing Moxian, have always thought that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. It's bullshit. If you have revenge, you have to be revenged on the spot." Old Jing said loudly.

"Yes." Xiao Feng was so excited when he heard this. Damn it, with such a big backer, that would be awesome.

Xiao Feng walked towards Watanabeno, who was sitting on the ground, his legs were weak and full of fear.

Xiao Feng looked at him from a high point and showed a mocking smile: "Lao Bangzi, I said before, you Japanese are slaves. Look, you looked like you were so timid now when you looked like you and me just now."

"You, you..."

"What do I do? I've said that I will definitely give you this palm to you today." After Xiao Feng said that, he bent down, raised his hand, and slapped Watanabeno's old face with a sharp slap. The crisp slap sounded immediately.

Watanabeno was stunned and could not even feel the scorching pain on his face. He just couldn't believe that this young man from China dared to slap him in the face. You know, he is a member of the Watanabe family and has a high reputation in Japanese martial arts. Who dares to treat him like this?

What was broken by this slap was his dignity, his face, and his prestige.

"Don't you want to maintain the dignity of your Japanese martial arts? Humph, you can't even maintain your own dignity now." Xiao Feng said, and slapped Watanabeno's face again: "You owe me that slap just now, and this slap is interest."

"Ah, I'm going to kill you." Watanabeno finally reacted, with a scorching pain on his face and an indescribable humiliation in his heart. He has always looked down on the Chinese, but now he has been slapped by a Chinese, and in front of so many martial arts fellows, how could he tolerate this?

"Hmph." Old Jing snorted coldly, causing Watanabe to stop his movements and did not dare to move any more.

‘Pa’, Xiao Feng was not used to this old girl’s problem, so he slapped him again. He just liked to slap someone in the face, which was the most enjoyable.

He just wants to build his happiness on the pain of this old Japanese man.

Because, in that war, the Japanese did this a lot. They were bored and they had murder competitions. No matter the age, young, women and children, they all died under their bayonets.

Compared to their cruelty, what is Xiao Feng's slap in the face?

Humiliation is that Watanabe is humiliated, but the babies who died under the bayonets that were still in cradles did not even have the chance to feel humiliated. Do the women who died by the bayonets and died after being penetrated through their lower bodies?

Watanabe's old face turned red and swollen, but he never dared to move because he didn't want to die.

At this time, Xiao Feng was like a child supported by an adult, trying hard to abuse Watanabeno. Although he wanted to rely on his own strength to solve the problem, he had to say that this feeling of being backed by him was really satisfying.

"Do you want to kill me but don't dare? Haha, are you very angry?" Xiao Feng laughed: "The previous turtle's aura will be revealed again and let me see."

"Young man, let me forgive you..." Next to him, a friend of Watanabe could not bear it anymore and wanted to say something for him.

"Pa", Xiao Feng slapped his face with a backhand: "You need to talk nonsense, let me forgive you if you want to forgive me. Why are you not willing to forgive me just now?"

"You...you..." The old man was beaten and was angry and was about to take action.

‘Puff’, a blood light flashed, and a blood hole appeared in the old man’s chest, and Old Jing slowly lowered his right hand.

"Ah..." The old man screamed, raised his head and fell to the ground. In the blood hole in his chest, an irregularly shaped stone was embedded.

A stone shot out by Mr. Jing is not worse than a sniper rifle bullet.

Everyone was shocked again, and Jing Moxian raised his hand and killed another master. His powerful strength made all the masters on the scene feel desperate.

Watanabeno's body also trembled and he didn't dare to move. He didn't doubt that he would die if he moved.

"It's so satisfying." Huo Tian and others shouted in their hearts, each with a sword, which scared the Japanese so much that they didn't dare to say a word. It was more than just a 'awesome'.

Xiao Feng slapped Lao Bangzi. He felt quite happy when he slapped a few times before, but he saw that he had no reaction and lost interest. He returned to Old Jing and asked in a low voice: "Old guy, why are you here?"

"I've been investigating things in Japan recently."

"Uh, okay."

Mr. Jing did not pay attention to Xiao Feng anymore, but walked towards Watanabeno step by step. The latter did not even have the courage to retreat, and just stood there trembling. Every time Mr. Jing approached, his heart would pound hard, and he felt that the god of death was approaching.

"I didn't want to kill you back then, but I didn't expect you to become a climate." Old Jing's eyes were cold: "Do you still think that I am easy to bully in China?"

"No, don't dare..."

"Give you a chance, I will survive three moves and I will spare you." Old Jing said slowly.

"No, don't dare..."

"The Watanabe family is really defeated and their courage is getting smaller and smaller. You are not as brave as your uncle." Old Jing mocked.

Watanabe's old face turned pale and wanted to take action, but he didn't dare because he had seen Mr. Jing show his power and kill all directions.

"Jing Moxian, do you really want to massacre my Japanese martial arts again?" Qianli asked.
Chapter completed!