The red-clothed ninja is very strong, but unfortunately he met Tang Feng, a group of stronger perverts! This is their sorrow and the sorrow of all Japanese people!
If there were no Dragon Soul and no thousand perverts of the Dragon Soul mercenaries, Tang Feng and his men alone would never have been like this, and there would be no suspense in defeat!
Thousands of Red Dragon mercenaries, not many, but each of them has a white ninja and even stronger strength. In addition, they are good at cooperating. If a white ninja meets them alone, perhaps
It can also resist a few moves.
But if the five people faced a group like the five people, they would be killed without any suspense!
After a while, most of the red-clothed ninjas in the field were lost. However, other people under Tang Feng, such as Sun Xue and others, also got the lottery. Many blades and Huaxing Society elites were even among the Japanese.
Under the fierce counterattack, many casualties occurred.
Ma Quan slashed a Japanese man's head with a knife, but his shoulder was also pulled open by a Japanese man's long knife. He didn't make a sound, but threw it out in a quiet voice.
The Tang sword in his hand hit the body of a gray-clothed ninja next to him.
Then, his body quickly retreated. Next to him, two blades came out together and stopped a white-clothed ninja. After the training of blood and fire, the blade of death knew how to cooperate better than before.
Tang Feng stood beside Brother Wei, watching the two red-clothed ninjas under his feet who were almost beaten into hornet's nests. There was a round pit in front of him, surrounded by black bodies of seven or eight Japanese ninjas.
Lying around, my body was covered with blood holes like needles.
Brother Wei not only brought a powerful sniper rifle, but also a submachine gun that is irresistible in melee combat, as well as a pistol and a steel nail grenade! She was holding a cigarette in her mouth and kept wandering among the crowd, which was very relaxed.
The most easy thing to shoot is, but the most people can be killed, and more than dragon souls.
However, there were three red-clothed ninjas and several white-clothed ninjas lying beside Dragon Soul. He still put his hands in his pockets, looking calm, obviously he still had enough energy.
Tang Feng looked at the knife on his arm speechlessly and sighed in his heart. As for Longshan, it was a little worse than him. He was hit on his leg and had blood. However, he killed one more than Tang Feng.
Named the ninja in white.
The white-clothed ninja and the red-clothed ninja in the field gradually could not hold back. At this moment, the Japanese purple-clothed ninja finally appeared. There were not many people, only six people, and behind them, two purple-clothed ninjas appeared.
, and more than twenty red ninjas, three hundred white ninjas, and thousands of gray ninjas.
Obviously, the leaders of the two major ninjas, Koga and Iga, appeared.
Dragon Soul suddenly waved his hand, and all the members of Dragon Soul mercenaries suddenly accelerated and killed the ninjas that appeared in front.
The Dragon Soul also took the initiative to rush forward for the first time.
Of course, Tang Feng and Longshan were no exception. Brother Wei followed Tang Feng reluctantly and murmured: "No need for anyone, they have to play with swords one by one. Do you think of yourself as a swordsman?" Even so,
But he still wiped out all the weapons in his hand in one breath, threw five or six steel nail grenades into the front, picked up a steel knife and ran over.
While running, he looked at the dragon soul on that side and said to himself, "Dragon, why are you arrogant? Isn't it just playing with a knife? Isn't it!
Tang Feng, Dragon Soul and others ran in the front and collided with the gray-clothed ninjas. Tang Feng's Dragon Slaying Black King had just picked up a white-clothed ninjas, and a red-clothed ninja on the opposite side, and immediately followed Tang.
Peak hit him.
Tang Feng's knife was fast, and soon, he cut off his knife and fell into his neck with one knife. Blood splattered everywhere.
But Tang Feng was also shocked by the force from his knife and retreated, but he didn't expect that more than a dozen meat balls suddenly appeared from the side that seemed to be a sumo wrestling. One of them stretched out his arm and hugged him.
come over.
Tang Feng's eyes turned cold, and his body turned to the side. The dragon-slaying black gold in his hand suddenly cut off one of his hands.
At this moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side. A sumo wrestling with a braid facing the sky and wearing a pants came over.
Tang Feng tightened his whole body, and he felt like he was sitting in a mountain, pressing behind him. Although he tried hard to inhale and wanted to break the arm wrapped around him, the other party's strength was really too big.
A little bit.
Even Tang Feng was born with divine power, he couldn't even get rid of him. At this time, a white-clothed ninja opposite raised his knife and slashed him hard. His danger appeared in an instant, at this moment, Brother Wei next to him
Luo Qian, Longshan and others were entangled by sumo wrestling and purple-clothed ninjas. Not to mention not finding it, even if they discovered it, it would be too late to come and rescue them.
However, Tang Feng is also the boss of the side, and he is enough to be called one of the most powerful men in the world. This kind of power is not about his rights, but about the terrible attack power he possesses as a warrior.
and explosive power.
With a cold snorkeling, Tang Feng's eyes snorted, his wrist moved slightly, and the dragon-slaying black gold immediately came out.
But he was held by a sumo wrestling, his arms were tightly pressed against his body, and the dragon-slaying black gold flew forward less than two feet, and he was already in a state of exhaustion. At this moment, Tang Feng suddenly had his feet on his feet.
He stepped on the ground, leaned back with the force, bent his feet, and his knees hit the dragon-slaying black gold like lightning, turning into a cold light and flew towards the white-clothed ninja!
At this time, the white-clothed ninja's knife had already arrived on Tang Feng's head, and Tang Feng suddenly bent his body forward!
Puchi!
Blood sprinkled from Tang Feng's head, and Sumo wrestled his hand and relaxed. Tang Feng immediately elbowed his backhand and hit his chin. The sumo wrestled involuntarily let go and retreated. Tang Feng tightened
As the sumo wrestles were hit one after another, and they fell heavily.
When he landed on the ground and rolled over, he exposed his shoulder, which had been slashed by a white-clothed ninja, on his back.
Obviously, it was the moment Tang Feng bent down and treated his body as a shield to avoid the white-clothed ninja.
The white-clothed ninja also slowly fell backwards at this time. At the moment when his knife slashed at the sumo, Tang Feng's dragon-slaying black gold had already heavily hit his stomach!
Tang Feng quickly stepped forward, pulled out the Dragon Slaying Black Gold, raised his foot and kicked the body of the white-clothed ninja. He turned around and slashed at the sumo wrestler who had broken an arm and rushed towards him.
past!
At this time, Wei Ge also killed a Japanese sumo wrestler and two red-clothed ninjas, and was swaying handsome guys there with a pistol. Maybe a sumo wrestler rushed towards him again.
Brother Wei shook his hand and flew the gun in his hand to the other party's face. He raised his steel knife and was about to slash the other party with a peach blossom blooming when a figure suddenly came over him.
He said he was leaving, but in fact he was very fast. When he passed by a sumo wrestler, he raised his right hand and punched him. This punch was very simple, just hitting him straight.
I didn't see how much strength he used, but his body, which weighed three or four hundred pounds, flew back strangely.
His huge face exploded in the air, and a blood mist popped out. The figure did not stop at all and ran to another sumo wrestling. In this way, he kept wielding his fists, which made Tang Feng and others.
The sumo wrestling that felt a bit difficult was like a porcelain doll, flying out in the direction of the ninja one after another.
In a blink of an eye, the remaining dozen sumo wrestlers were easily killed. The scene suddenly became extremely quiet and weird!
Except for Hu Chi, who was holding a sumo wrestling with a smile, using the other party's hundreds of kilograms of body as a weapon, and waving towards the ninjas, everyone stared at the terrifying man blankly.
If the tiger cynical person is a wild beast or a pervert, then this man is a demon god.
Long Hun was still in his pocket with both hands, as if he didn't realize that he had become the focus of everyone's attention. He just stood respectfully beside Tang Feng, bent down slightly, and whispered: "Young Master, the person we are waiting for is here."
Tang Feng immediately followed his gaze and saw that there was an old man in purple behind Koga Ninja.
The old man was wearing purple clothes, with beards on his forehead, and holding a long sword in his hand. He was not someone, but the leader of Koga Ninja, Akira Himemura.
"Then don't be polite." Tang Feng held the dragon-slaying black gold tightly and said with a faint smile.
Dragon Soul smiled and nodded respectfully, "Yes!"
After saying that, he took a step forward and said loudly: "I'll take the sword, can you bring it?"
"The sword has come, can you get it?" The Z dialect of Himemura Hongyan spoke very standard, as if this was his native language.
"Come on!" Longhun said, and slowly walked towards Hongyan Himemura.
Just come, it seems to be talking about going to the neighbor's house for dinner, simple and natural. The dragon soul's body is straight, as if it is a spear, with a sense of confidence that only a peerless strong man has, calm and peaceful, facing thousands of people in a leisurely manner
The ninja walked over.
His hand gently waved forward, and someone flew backwards, vomiting blood, and hitting his companions.
Whether it is a gray ninja, a white ninja, or even a purple ninja, they can't escape his simple wave. It's like that simple punch, with some magic power, allowing them to willingly use their bodies to go with
It collides!
His face was still so calm, and his steps were simply moving forward, but those ninja swords and swords could not touch his body.
And the dragon soul only waved one move from beginning to end, that is, swing a fist.
Sometimes, you only swing your right fist, and sometimes you fly both fists!
In this way, he broke out from the Japanese ninja without any pause and walked towards Hongyan Himemura.