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Chapter 551: As Strong as a Tiger

At the zenith of the moon, Mount Fuji, which is called the sacred mountain by the people of the island country, is silent. However, a dark cloud drifting from nowhere obscures the full moon in the sky.

Dark clouds cover the moon, which doesn’t seem to be a good sign

Sure enough, in an instant, the moon and stars in the sky disappeared, replaced by overcast clouds and darkness, and strong winds wrapped in broken branches and leaves swept close to the ground, and then soared into the sky again. It seemed that even the old man could not see the sky.

God knows that today is not an ordinary day

In the past two or three months, hundreds of disappearances have occurred in this island country, and the missing people are all teenage girls who have not yet reached adulthood.

Among the missing girls, there are many even seven or eight years old.

It is not just one place or one area where girls disappeared, but the whole island country, such large-scale disappearances all over the country shocked the entire island country.

Therefore, those families with girls no longer dare to let their children go to the streets or go to school alone, which makes people panic.

Such an unusual missing person case has attracted great attention from the island country's government. However, the island country's police have been investigating for several months, but can't find anything.

Obviously, there is a huge force influencing this matter

In Japan, the least known, most mysterious, and most powerful force is the ninja world. Shintoism, Buddhism, and the ninja world are hidden. This is the cultivation force in Japan.

In the Iga ninja sect of the ninja world, some people practice a weird and evil magic technique, which requires virgin blood and virgin blood. In this island country, you can't find it unless you go to elementary schools and kindergartens.

Japan, Mount Fuji, under this moonlit night, gradually lost its past peace, and an extremely evil, extremely eerie aura was emanating from the huge mountain.

The leaves withered, the birds flew away, and all the animals on the mountain felt the threat of death. As a result, the human residences below the mountain suffered.

All kinds of crazy animals rushed into the homes of ordinary people in a panic, and then staged scenes of chickens flying and eggs beating.

Ryu Iga, a legend in the ninja world, started training at the age of twenty and became the youngest Jonin in Japanese history at the age of thirty. His deeds are spread among every ninja.

Some people say that this legendary ninja from a hundred years ago is still alive today, and has broken through the shackles of the Tennin and become the strongest ninja in Japan.

Iga Ryu is not dead yet. He has been living in seclusion at the headquarters of the Iga sect at the base of Mount Fuji, practicing the magic power Blood God**.

Iga Ryuu wants to cultivate the final evil skill of the Blood God, but it is very difficult. It should be said that there is only a slim chance because of the conditions of cultivation, which makes it difficult to achieve.

It wasn't until a few months ago that Iga Ryu decided to attack the last level of the Blood God **. He used all the power of the Iga sect and sent thousands of high-level ninjas throughout the island country to capture some virgins and bring them back.

He practices

In the island country, only girls are virgins and have pure vaginal bodies.

Iga Ryu was very thoughtful. If he was arrested in just one city, the disappearance of hundreds of girls in three months would definitely attract the attention of the secular government. If they were spread out, the risk would be reduced to

lowest

The captured girls can each be drained of some blood, and after a period of recuperation, they can still survive. But for Iga Ryu who is crazy about gaining power, he obviously cannot wait that long and does not have the patience.

So, in the end, he would kill dozens of girls every day and practice with their pure blood. This night after seventy-seven forty-nine days...

China, Shanghai, Qinglong Building, in Nangong Chu’s room

"What's going on!" Nangong Chu sat behind the desk with a sullen face, staring at Ye Feng in front of him, and said coldly. This time, he was a little angry.

Ye Feng stood in front of the desk in silence, not daring to take a breath.

"Go back to Master! After nightfall, our people were attacked by unknown people. Zhao Xueqi was also... slightly injured," Ye Feng said cautiously.

"Unidentified person? You are the one who caused the trouble!" The moment Nangong Chu returned to Shanghai, he received a piece of information from Yan Beifei of Wuyin Tower.

Those who dare to attack the newly rebuilt Nangong family are not forces in the ancient Chinese martial arts world. They are most likely the Western vampires and werewolves.

"This..." Ye Feng couldn't help but sweat profusely. He also vaguely felt that what happened tonight seemed to be an act of revenge by the Western vampires.

After all, he, Ye Feng, assassinated the vampire prince Adrian a few days ago. Although he failed, he must have angered Marcus, who was currently in the limelight in the West.

"Okay, don't worry about this matter. I have something that I need you to do now!" Nangong Chu also knew that his disciple was a little eager to make achievements.

This is not good!

"Master, just ask!" Ye Feng said happily. Ye Feng is not afraid of Nangong Chu's scolding, but is most afraid that Nangong Chu will ignore him. This is the most unbearable punishment for him.

"I bought an island on Taihu Lake to build the Nangong Family. You go there to supervise the construction!" Nangong Chu said calmly.

Above Taihu Lake, there are many small islands in the lake. It seems that it is not difficult to buy an island that is neither big nor small. As early as when Nangong Chu planned to rebuild the Nangong family, he no longer planned to build the villa deep in the mountains.

Taihu is a good choice. The ancient martial arts families in the south are connected with each other. If the Nangong family is built on Taihu Lake, it will also be convenient to communicate with other families.

"Supervisor...supervisor?" Ye Feng couldn't help but open his eyes wide with a look of surprise on his face.

"Huh? What, you don't want to?" Nangong Chu's face darkened again

"Uh! It's not that I'm unwilling, but the matter of supervision, it seems... it seems..." Ye Feng said hesitantly, he didn't dare to refuse openly.

"Hmph! Do you think this matter is easy? Let me tell you, this matter is not easy at all. I will give you three months to build a Nangong Villa on that island. After three months, I will

A celebration ceremony will be held there," Nangong Chu said in a deep voice.

"Yes, disciple, we must go all out and not let the master down!" At this time, Ye Feng also knew the importance of the matter. Rebuilding the Nangong family was his master's lifelong wish. Nothing is more important than this.

"Get out!" Nangong Chu waved his hand

"Yes!" Ye Feng bowed to Nangong Chu and then left.

"Marcus, if I don't go to settle accounts with you, you should burn incense and worship Buddha. You actually dare to send people to China to cause trouble for me. It seems that you are impatient with life."

In front of Nangong Chu, there was a piece of information sent from Wuyin Tower. Marcus and William, who dominated the Western cultivation world, began to make moves.

"Isn't it the duty of the Martial Saint to protect the ancient martial arts world in China? Then let him bother you! I still focus on killing the remnants of the Ouyang family and the demon sect."

Where are the remnants of the Demon Sect hiding? Nangong Chu has a headache

After taking back Boss He and the other five evil masters in the Great Northwest Battle, and killing more than a dozen remnants of the Demon Sect, the Chairman of the Demon Sect Wuyan seemed to have disappeared from this world without any trace anymore.

Nangong Chu put his forehead on his hands, and when he was deep in thought, he had to think carefully about what to do next.

In the darkest period before dawn, on the Bund of Shanghai, a hidden seaside, a speedboat slowly docked and four people jumped out of the speedboat.

Four men, blond or brown-haired and blue-eyed, one of them has white hair and hooked noses. None of these four guys have Eastern faces, but Westerners.

The four of them looked around carefully and were about to leave.

"Hey! Someone is here to die again." A voice full of evil aura suddenly came from a tent not far away.

The tent was black, so the four people didn't pay much attention to it.

The four Western men were so frightened by the sudden sound that they almost jumped up. They quickly looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a dark figure bending out from the black tent about thirty to forty meters away, and then slowly walking towards the four Western men.

The person who suddenly appeared was also a man, and he was a tall and strong man. He seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in a blink of an eye, the appearance and clothing of the person who came were clearly visible. You can see his tall figure with a steady middle belt.

With an evil spirit

This was a tiger-like figure. The four Western men felt an extremely dangerous aura on his body.

The four Western men suddenly became nervous. They were coming with bad intentions. Therefore, a blood-filled energy wave surged out of the four Western men at the same time. Their green eyes instantly turned blood red, and their pupils

Emitting eerie red light

"Hmph! He is indeed a vampire from the West." The words of the strong man as strong as a tiger were full of disdain and contempt.

The long black windbreaker hem on his body was blown around in the sea breeze, like black flames that were constantly tumbling and dancing, forming a strange and attractive scene on this deserted beach.

Every time his shiny black leather shoes stepped on the soft sand, he was already three feet away from where he originally stood.

One step was three feet, then another three feet. After a few steps, the man had already walked in front of the four Western men.

Such a terrifying speed should be regarded as one of the four magical light skills that are only spread in legends: "shrinking the ground into an inch". If anyone sees it, they will definitely think they are seeing a ghost.

The flowing and silky blue-white hair hangs down smoothly from his forehead, covering most of his face. It is constantly flying under the strong wind. Occasionally, you can see a trace of transparent and deep eyes, which are flashing at this moment.

The cold glow


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