Wu Bei said coldly: "You Japanese people are very courageous. You dare to come to Yanlong and run wild. Who gave you the courage?"
He punched the opponent in the face. The terrifying sword element had the devastating power. With one punch, the opponent's face was smashed, and blood splattered.
The opponent screamed and flew hundreds of meters, before being kicked to the ground by Wu Bei.
He stepped on the other person's rotten face and asked coldly: "Tell me, why did you come to Yanlong?"
At this time, Wu Bei's power of the God King exploded, forming an innate suppression on this person. He was suddenly shocked and said: "You are the God King, it is impossible! No one can absorb the power of the God King."
Wu Bei said lightly: "Others can't, but I can. Answer my questions, otherwise you will be destroyed physically and mentally!"
The flames on the man's body disappeared, revealing a normal human appearance. He said: "I am a god trained by the Japanese Amaterasu Foundation. I am Kurosawa Yasu."
Wu Bei of the Amaterasu Consortium knew about it. He and Mitsui Mori had an intersection at the beginning, and the president Ryugo Mitsui also made a move against the Mitsuyo Consortium, but it was later resolved with his help.
He suddenly had a bad feeling and asked, "You are from the Amaterasu Consortium, what are you doing here at Yanlong?"
Kurosawa Yasuo said: "I have the power of God, and I tested my power in the air, and accidentally came to your country."
Wu Bei sneered: "Accidentally? Do you know how many people died from the flames you just created?"
Kurosawa said in a trembling voice: "I made a mistake."
Wu Bei: "Let me ask you, how many people like you are there in the Amaterasu Consortium?"
Kurosawa Yasuda: "I am the only one at the moment, and the consortium spent one-third of its wealth to train me."
Wu Bei: "One third of the wealth?"
Kurosawa Yasu: "Yes. There were more than 3,000 people who took the potion with me. I was the only one who succeeded. The others either died or failed and became disabled."
Wu Bei: "It seems that Mitsui Ryuugang wants to train masters. Unfortunately, you are too stupid to go to Yanlong and go wild, so you go to hell!"
"boom"
Wu Bei's palm pierced directly into the opponent's heart. Kurosawa Yasuo screamed loudly, and the divine power contained in the blood was instantly devoured by Wu Bei.
Devouring the opponent's divine power, Wu Bei felt that there was an extra power of fire in his body. As soon as his mind moved, his whole body was covered with a layer of black and red flames.
As soon as the person was beaten to death, several members of Tianlong arrived. They were relieved to see that Kurosawa Yasuo was dead.
"Dragon Head!" Several people came to say hello.
Wu Bei asked: "Are there any casualties among our people?"
Several people looked at each other, and one person said: "Four were injured and seven died. This man is very strong and we are no match for him."
"How many civilian casualties were there?"
"Hundreds of people died and hundreds were injured." One person said with hatred, "Japanese people are so arrogant that they blatantly went to Yanlong to kill people!"
Wu Beidao: "The Japanese people went to Yanlong to kill, and this matter cannot be settled. You continue to treat the injured, and at the same time ask the local government to give one million yuan in pensions to the families of each deceased. Damage to houses and other property will also be compensated by the local government.
.If there is no money locally, Tianlong will provide it.”
Several subordinates agreed, and Wu Bei rose into the sky and flew towards Japan with a murderous look on his face.
Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. This so-called god was trained by Mitsui Ryuugou, so he should go find Mitsui Ryuugang!
From there, they flew to Japan, only a few hundred kilometers away, and Wu Bei soon appeared. However, as soon as he entered Japan, he was locked by several divine thoughts.
At this time, he had entered the sky above Ishikawa Prefecture, and three figures appeared in front of him, stopping him.
The leader is wearing a samurai uniform from the Japanese shogunate period, and the people on both sides of him are samurai. The person in the middle has a weird Tsukiyo head, with no hair on the top of his forehead, which is very ugly.
"Bah! Who is coming? Tell me your name!" The warrior in the room asked Wu Bei.
Wu Bei said calmly: "The Yanlong Warrior is here to kill people!"
The samurai frowned: "You want to kill someone?"
Wu Bei: "The gods trained by Mitsui Ryuugang went to my Yanlong to kill, causing hundreds of casualties. Someone in Japan must pay the price for this!"
Hearing what Wu Bei said, the three warriors all laughed. The warrior on the left said: "Yo Xi. Back then, we killed tens of millions of Yanlong people. Today we only killed a few hundred, not more, not more!"
Wu Bei stared at the warrior and said coldly: "Were you also involved in the killing back then?"
The warrior said calmly: "Back then, I was a captain, and I had the experience of killing thousands of people!"
The warrior on the left smiled and said: "Although I have not killed more than ten thousand people, I have killed thousands of people three times. When the sword was raised, heads fell to the ground one after another. It was really a comfortable scene."
"Haha, I have killed a hundred people twelve times, which can be said to be as far away as two of you..."
Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed and three heads flew up. At the same time, three souls rushed out and fled into the air, but were caught by Wu Bei's big hand transformed by magic power.
The three of them were shocked and frightened. The warrior who had killed ten thousand people shouted: "So strong! Who are you? Are you the Immortal Lord of Yanlong?"
The warrior who killed thousands of people trembled: "No! He is more terrifying than the Immortal Lord. God, what kind of monster is he?"
Wu Bei said coldly: "Remember my name, Yanlong Li Xuanbei!"
After saying this, he threw the three souls into the golden bowl and refined them into three human yuan pills!
The corpses fell from the sky, but Wu Bei still stayed in place. He knew that after killing these three, a stronger Japanese monk would definitely appear.
This monk was very short, only a little over 1.4 meters tall. His face was thin and wrinkled. He was wearing the clothes of a great priest, and his squinted eyes had a cold light shining through them.
"Your Excellency broke the rules and entered Japan as a Yanlong monk to commit crimes. If you don't retreat, you will bear the consequences!"
Wu Bei said calmly: "Who are you? First tell me your identity."
The short man said: "The elder of Japanese Shintoism, Toyotomi Hidemitsu."
Wu Bei nodded: "You said I broke the rules, but do you know that just now your Japanese monks killed hundreds of people on the Yanlong border?"
Toyotomi Hidemitsu said calmly: "The death of some ordinary people is nothing. I, Japan, can compensate."
Wu Bei said coldly: "Compensation? Blood debts can only be paid with blood! If you kill one of my civilians, I will kill one of your monks!"
Toyotomi Hidemitsu's face darkened: "You are too arrogant! I can see clearly that this is Japan, not you, Yanlong. Do you think you can fight against Japan's countless masters with your own strength?"
"I'm a professional at killing Japanese!" Wu Bei stretched out his hand and a sword element flew out. He combined his finger with the sword element, and a killing beam immediately hit Toyotomi Hidemitsu's eyebrows.
However, a bloody light appeared all over his body, and then he sneered: "You can't even hope to break my ghost blood spirit with just your finger strength!"
"Really?" Wu Bei swayed and slashed with his sword, arriving in an instant.
"when!"
For the first time, the bloody light blocked the Black Dragon Sword again.
Toyotomi Hidemitsu laughed and said: "How?"
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes and suddenly grabbed Toyotomi Hidemitsu's shoulders. The power of the fire he had just obtained spread all over his body along his shoulders.
Immediately, Toyotomi Hidemitsu burned, causing the blood to emit black smoke. Within a few seconds, he screamed: "Let go!"
He struggled desperately, but it was useless. In Wu Bei's hands, he was like a clay figure, and he could be squeezed as he wanted.
Within half a minute, Toyotomi Hidemitsu burst into flames, and turned into ashes within a moment. In the end, only one Yuanying escaped. Wu Bei grabbed the Yuanying, threw it into the Underworld Cauldron without hesitation, and refined it into