Murakami Noshu's face turned livid and said: "Aren't you, the Yang family, afraid of the revenge of the Shenwu Dojo?"
Yang Feiyun looked disdainful and said: "Retaliation?
I only need you to have that chance, come in!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless murderous people walked out from all directions outside the martial arts hall. There were hundreds of people, and the entire martial arts hall was surrounded. Just looking at the number of people and the aura they exuded, it was obvious that
All of them are experienced in many battles and are not ordinary gangsters.
Murakami Noshu's heart sank suddenly. These people were all masters, capable of destroying the entire Shenwu Dojo.
"Brothers, come here and destroy these beasts!"
Yang Feiyun shouted, and all the masters of the Yang family immediately rushed into the dojo like wolves and tigers. They burned, killed, and looted, and almost demolished the entire dojo.
"Do it now?"
In the darkness of the martial arts hall, Jin Yu was ready to move, and the murderous intention in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Ji Wufeng sat down on the ground and said lazily: "What's the hurry?
Some small shrimps are useless to kill, just wait until their reinforcements arrive."
Murakami Noki was so angry that he almost vomited blood. It was a trivial matter for a dojo to be demolished. It would be a big deal to spend money to build another one, but this was a matter of face and there must be no compromise.
"Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me."
The murderous intent on Murakami Noki's face had to be exposed at this time. He took out a small ball from his pocket and threw it into the air. It exploded immediately, exuding a brilliant brilliance.
"Hey, this guy can't stand it any longer. Reinforcements are coming. Let's see who can kill more?"
Wen Jingtao said with a cold face.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, dozens of black shadows appeared and disappeared not far from the martial arts hall, approaching quickly like ghosts.
"Ninja?"
Ji Wufeng sneered and said: "Having learned some superficial skills of the Chinese Qimen Dunjia, you dare to claim to have created your own ninjutsu. It is really shameless and extremely ridiculous!"
"kill!"
Ji Wufeng shouted coldly, and Jin Yu was the first to hold back. He soared into the sky in an instant, crashed through the roof of the martial arts hall, and volleyed down towards the reinforcements. The aura that was usually stronger among the reinforcements was so fast that he was in front of the target in an instant.
Before he could react, Jin Yu slapped him on the forehead, causing his brain to burst.
Almost at the same time as Jin Yu moved, Murong Wuji, Wen Jingtao and Ji Wufeng also moved and disappeared.
Wen Jingtao suddenly appeared behind two of the ninjas, with a sneer on his face, and slapped the two ninjas with his palms. They were like two human bombs, and their bodies exploded in the air, turning into a rain of blood.
Murong Wuji's claws were flying, and as long as someone was caught by him, he would tear them in half, with blood and internal organs flowing all over the floor.
In comparison, Ji Wufeng was the most polite in his actions. His figure was as erratic as a ghost, and he appeared strangely in front of a ninja with a sweet smile. Before the ninja could react, Ji Wufeng stretched out his hand and gave it to him.
With a bang, the ninja suddenly fell down rapidly, as if using the skill of a heavy weight drop, creating a large human-shaped pit on the ground, and blood slowly seeped out.
"not good."
Almost all the ninjas understood their current situation and began to retreat. Their mission was not to protect the Shenwu Dojo, but to protect the secrets from outsiders.
When Ji Wufeng saw a ninja trying to escape, he immediately shouted: "Don't run away!"
If the ninja was willing to listen to him, he immediately used the earth escape technique to get into the ground and escape. If you say you won't run, I won't run. Aren't I an idiot?
Uh! Ji Wufeng was stunned for a moment. Although this earth escape technique is a Chinese martial art, he really doesn't know it because he doesn't like crawling around underground like a mouse.
However, although he didn't know how to do it, it didn't mean he didn't understand it. He fluttered to the ground in a flash, and slapped it into the ground with one hand. After a scream, there was no movement in the ground. If someone dug up the ground, they would definitely
A mummy will be found.
A ninja appeared in front of Ji Wufeng, threw his hands at the same time, shot eight meteor darts, and then somersaulted backwards.
Facing eight meteor darts, Ji Wufeng didn't even try to hide. He raised one hand and said, "Go back."
As if ordering his subordinates, the eight meteor darts seemed to hear Ji Wufeng's order, paused in the air, followed the original path, and reflected back, faster and more violently.
Needless to say, what happened to the ninja. As soon as he turned over to regain his position, he felt pain all over his body and passed out. All eight meteor darts were inserted into his body. Black energy surged on his face, and he uttered white words.
Mo, that meteor dart was actually coated with poison. It was really harmful to others but to yourself.
Half of the large number of ninjas were killed in an instant, just like chopping vegetables. Murakami Noshu's face turned green with fright, and even the people of the Yang family were shocked.
Yang Lin clasped his fists and said loudly: "I wonder who these friends are?"
Ji Wufeng crushed a ninja's throat, lifted a human head, and said loudly: "You don't need to know who we are, you just need to know that we are brothers who slaughter dogs together."
Yang Lin was stunned, then suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Okay, what a brother who slaughters dogs together, we will slaughter all these dogs today!"
"Asshole, you're looking for death!"
Five black shadows appeared strangely in the sky above everyone and shouted sternly.
Yang Lin's face changed slightly and he said: "Jounin?"
Jonin among ninjas are already considered super strong. If compared with Chinese warriors, their strength has already entered the innate realm.
"Just kill all the jonins who care about their bullshit."
Yang Feiyun said with murderous intent.
"Master, go away quickly, I will stop them!"
Yang Lin had a solemn look on his face. If there was only one Jonin, he would not be afraid, but if there were five of them at once, it would be dangerous. If something happened to Yang Feiyun, he would have no way to explain it.
Yang Feiyun's expression changed, and even Yang Lin said so, the matter must be serious, so he turned around and left.
"Want to leave?
Leave your life behind!"
Two of the five jounin suddenly appeared strangely not far from Yang Feiyun, and slashed them with the cold samurai swords in their hands.
"court death!"
Yang Lin shouted angrily, blocked a person, and punched him.
Clang! This punch directly knocked one jounin away, but the other jounin had already rushed to Yang Feiyun, and the blade in his hand had already been pressed against Yang Feiyun's scalp, which was split into two halves! "Master!"
Yang Lin roared loudly.
Yang Feiyun felt the danger of death. He sat down on the ground in fright and closed his eyes. It's over, it's over. I'm dead now. I'm still a virgin. How can I be worthy of my ancestors if I just die like this?
Clang! There was just a crisp sound, and Yang Feiyun felt a strong wind blowing by, but he still couldn't slash himself with the knife. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the samurai sword was clamped by two fingers, making it difficult to move forward.
