Lu Xuan thought of Qianye's words and was speechless. The birth of the Blood Emperor should be dealt with by the decent masters on the God List. Naturally, he would not sit idly by and ignore it. After all, he had a deep connection with the Blood Clan.
His grudges, the earls and princes of the blood clan, were the targets he dealt with.
The night was dark and windy, Iga Azuma's body was lying in the wind and snow, with a pungent smell of blood, and Chiba quickly disappeared into the night. Lu Xuan picked up the demon sword Muramasa, feeling this
As soon as you touch the bloodthirsty magic weapon, you will immediately feel the evil aura surging!
"Lu Xuan!" At this moment, Song Qingyu got out of the car. She rushed towards Lu Xuan, and then she threw herself directly into his arms, sobbing.
Song Qingyu held Lu Xuan's waist with both hands, and hugged her tightly. This time she was really scared. The feeling that Lu Xuan was not around really frightened her.
Lu Xuan felt the fear in her heart and patted her gently on the back: "Okay, it's okay!"
Song Qingyu had not felt the tenderness for a long time, and her heart quickly calmed down. She gently leaned her head on Lu Xuan's shoulder, feeling his strong arms, and felt very sweet in her heart.
"Rustling..." The sound of footsteps on the snow came from behind Lu Xuan. The footsteps stepped on the snowflakes that fell on the ground. Even though it was very slight, Lu Xuan still felt it.
In the darkness not far away, Yamada Hidetoshi was walking forward with more than 50 people. Among these people were genin from the Yasushi Shrine and Yamaguchi-gumi gang members holding submachine guns.
When Yamada Hidetoshi saw Iga Higashi's head through the flying snowflakes, he screamed in surprise and shouted with heartbreak: "Young Master!"
All the people from the Fuso Black Force were stunned. Their shoulders were trembling violently, and even their legs were trembling violently.
Iga Higashi is dead, the future successor of the Iga family is dead, the young master of the Yasushi Shrine is dead... Such thoughts invade each of them. They can't believe that Iga Higashi died in the war in China.
His head was chopped off and he died miserably.
If the Yasu Shrine knew about this, Yamada Hidetoshi and the others were definitely responsible for protecting the enemy. They would all die unless they killed Lu Xuan and made amends.
And Iga Higashi was a peerless young strong man. He died like this. Yamada Hidetoshi couldn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes. When he confirmed that it was really Iga Higashi's head, his pupils turned into red.
For the sake of blood, looking at Lu Xuan and Song Qingyu hugging each other in the wind and snow, he shouted loudly: "Kill them!"
The Yamaguchi-gumi gang members and genin were all red-eyed. If they didn’t kill Lu Xuan, they wouldn’t be able to survive. Therefore, with Lu Xuan, it must be a life-or-death ending!
"Bang, bang, bang!" The gang members of the Yamaguchi-gumi fired first, but in the blink of an eye, Lu Xuan was missing!
Yamada Hidetoshi and the others immediately felt a creepy feeling well up in their hearts. A ghostly figure appeared. All the people holding submachine guns fired again. "Bang, bang, bang..." But Lu Xuan once again left an afterimage in place, crisp and clear.
The sound of submachine gun fire rang out like raindrops, trying to kill Lu Xuan who was trying to rush over, because they felt the terrifying aura on Lu Xuan's body, which was frightening!
Moreover, Lu Xuan was getting closer and closer to them, which made them all feel frightened, as if they could see the God of Death waving to them!
The gunshots fired countless sparks around Lu Xuan. Lu Xuan's figure was so ghostly. Many submachine guns were constantly aiming at him, and they were as dense as the raindrops of heavy rain, but they still couldn't hit him.
to him!
At this moment, when they felt even more frightened, a figure walked out proudly from the rain and snow, the sword in his hand shining with a cold light in the moonlight, and that terrifying murderous aura invaded each of them, all of them.
Cold sweat broke out all over my back, death was approaching!
"Tick tock, tick tock," the blood drops of the carved dragon sword were still along the tip of the sword. This was Iga Dong's blood, which made them deeply understand that the young master whom they believed as a god really died in him.
in the hands!
A strong man like the young master was beheaded by Lu Xuan. Are people like him enough for him? Who is he and why is he so tyrannical?
Yamada Hidetoshi was really scared, how could he offend Lu Xuan, the God of Death! God is really going to kill me!
At this time, Lu Xuan was smiling. That smile was extremely ferocious and terrifying. The sword light was dripping with a chilling cold light. The sword energy, like countless swords, turned into a rain of swords!
At this moment, avoiding the hail of bullets, a ghostly figure came to the Yamaguchi-gumi and genin!
"Clang, clang, clang!" The swords and swords were flashing. How could the genin sit still and wait for death? Even though he was frightened, he still fought to the death. However, even the jounin was killed instantly in front of Lu Xuan, let alone these genin.
In the blink of an eye, a dozen genin covered their necks and stumbled to the ground. After a few twitches, there was no movement.
Lu Xuan did not stop, and countless sword energy sank into the crowd of Yamaguchi-gumi gang members. Countless screams were immediately heard, and Lu Xuan dived into the crowd.
These gang members may be top-notch masters in killing people, but when faced with Lu Xuan, another martial arts master, they are as weak as ants.
In just a few breaths, Lu Xuan killed more than a dozen people and gang members in an instant. All of them were so frightened that they were sweating profusely. They wanted to run, but they felt that the steps were heavy and it was difficult to move at all.
Yamada Hidetoshi saw people falling down constantly, and some even had their heads cut off. He was so scared that he peed his pants. He was really scared, and there was a ticking sound coming from his crotch...
"Bang bang bang!" The submachine gun roared again. They didn't want to die and wanted to resist. Even though the remaining gang members trembled in their hands, they still picked up the submachine guns, but countless bullets only hit Lu Xuan's shadow.
When the person closest to Lu Xuan wanted to pick up the pistol, Lu Xuan had already hit him with an expert inch punch, and his whole head was shattered. What is an inch punch? It is stagnation.
The impact of the instantaneous explosion was really cruel.
Lu Xuan, however, seemed to be bloodthirsty, and his face was even more ruthless. These gangsters should all die if they shoot in the land of China.
They fought hand-to-hand, and the opponent was covered in blood and flesh. It was horrific. The rest of them looked at Lu Xuan, as if they were seeing a devil. Several people saw the people around them having their heads blown off by a punch, and they were frightened crazy.