When Old Man Wu fought all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the senior Iga ninjas in the mountain were completely shocked. An old ninja hurriedly walked towards the place where Iga Ryuu retreated and cultivated.
At this time, Old Man Wu had already arrived at the foot of a cliff. A middle-aged man of medium height, ordinary appearance, and a slightly sallow face blocked Old Man Wu's path.
"Finally, someone with some skills came out." Old Man Wu still looked cynical, not taking this middle-aged man seriously at all.
There are not many opponents in this world that Old Man Wu can take a liking to. His target is the demon with endless evil aura in the heart of the mountain.
This is also the reason why Old Man Wu left China and went to Mount Fuji to kill
"There is actually someone who has become a blood god, and he is a Japanese." When Old Man Wu got this news from the dragon group, he couldn't sit still.
Old Man Wu is a supreme martial artist who has lived for hundreds of years. His knowledge is so vast that no one in the entire ancient martial arts world can match him. He still knows such magical skills as the Blood God **
As soon as he set foot on Mount Fuji, he knew that his trip was not in vain. The devil had become a demon and there was an evil and powerful aura emanating from the entire Mount Fuji.
So, the compassionate old man Wu started his killing spree. To be honest, he didn't want to kill anyone, but those ninjas kept jumping out, so he had no choice but to take action.
Killing low-level ninjas is like chopping melons and vegetables, without any sense of achievement.
"Who are you and why did you break into our place!" The middle-aged man with ordinary appearance, medium build and wearing a tight black dress said coldly.
What this guy spoke was Chinese. Although he was half-baked and had the wrong accent, Old Man Wu still understood the meaning of his words.
This middle-aged man's face was as dark as water, with a sinister look on his yellow and black face. He was holding a samurai sword in his left hand, and his aura was extremely fierce, like an unsheathed samurai sword.
"I heard that the scenery of Mount Fuji is good, so I came to take a look. However, it seems that I am not very popular, old man!" Old Man Wu shrugged and said indifferently.
"You..." The middle-aged man's hand holding the knife tightened and he said in a deep voice: "If you are here to act wild, then you are in the wrong place."
"Really? Then what are you going to do?" Old Man Wu hugged his brother with both hands, looked at the middle-aged man three feet away in front of him with interest, and smiled.
"I want you dead! After killing so many of us, do you think you can still leave here alive?" The middle-aged man's words were not only cold, but also filled with murderous intent.
Old Man Wu smiled even more happily. He seemed to have heard a joke that made him happy: "It's just you? Let's call out the strongest one among you!"
The disdain and contempt in Old Man Wu's eyes were not concealed. Although the middle-aged man in front of him had good strength, in his opinion, he was not popular, not popular at all.
"Ba Ge!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, and the hand holding the knife in his left hand tightened suddenly. "Clang!" With a sound, a sword immediately rushed out, and a fierce and fierce sword energy immediately rushed out.
spread
Aroused by the sword energy, a murderous aura suddenly enveloped the entire audience.
The middle-aged man pulled his right hand, and the samurai sword immediately turned into a shocking sword light, making a sharp whistling sound, and struck straight at Old Man Wu like a dragon.
The sword energy was surging, and the cold sword wind blew Old Man Wu's white hair flying back, and his clothes rustled. The power of the sword should not be underestimated.
"Hmph! The Chinese martial arts are similar to those used by the Japanese in this island country!" Old Man Wu's thinking has not yet completely changed. In his time, the impression given to him by the island country people was that in the coastal areas
Japanese pirates who burned, killed and looted
Old Man Wu grinned. There was no luster in his turbid eyes. When the sword light rushed in front of him, he pointed out easily and normally. Then, the shocking sword light collapsed. Then, Old Man Wu's
body suddenly disappears
The middle-aged man only felt as if a breeze was blowing by him, and then his consciousness instantly fell into boundless darkness.
Old Man Wu appeared behind the middle-aged man in an instant, with his back to the middle-aged man, looking calm and calm. "Clang!" The samurai sword that was broken into several pieces fell to the ground.
"Bang!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened with horror, and he fell straight down. Like the more than three hundred ninjas who were killed by Old Man Wu, he didn't even see how Old Man Wu took action, and even more so
I didn’t know what kind of attack I had been subjected to, so I died.
"I've been told that you're not a good person, hey! Killing these little shrimps is really boring." Old Man Wu was about to move when he suddenly seemed to realize something and his face became solemn.
At this moment, on the top of Mount Fuji, a black shadow soared into the sky from the dark crater like a devil's cave. It was a young man with long silver-white and blood-red monstrous hair.
Evil, terrifying, and gloomy fluctuations spread out from this young man's body. His long, strange hair danced wildly. Under his hair, a pair of devil-like eyes emitted boundless evil light, like an unparalleled devil.
Came out of hell
On Mount Fuji, blood clouds suddenly surged and blood boiled. Everyone felt a trembling from the soul, and huge fear filled their hearts.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was an earth-shaking loud noise, and there was a sound of thunder between the sky and the earth. The whole Mount Fuji seemed to tremble. The next moment, endless blood-red light filled the world, and the demonic shadow on the top of the mountain was instantly destroyed.
drowned in blood
On the top of the mountain, there is endless red, no other colors
"Haha... you finally came out!" A hearty laugh came from the mountainside. The sound didn't seem to be very loud, but it made the sky shake.
Then, a stream of light soared into the sky, rushing like lightning into the bloody sun-like magic light on the top of the mountain. Then roars rang out one after another, and there were extremely dull crashes like muffled thunder, which shook the whole place.
Pian Tianyu
In the endless bloody light, two figures moved quickly, passing each other again and again, and colliding with each other. The residents of the villages and towns outside Mount Fuji were all awakened. They felt an endless terrifying aura and heard the sound.
Loud noise coming from the mountains
Everyone rushed out of the house in unison, and then looked towards Mount Fuji in horror. They saw that the top of Mount Fuji had been stained with a layer of blood, and a monstrous demonic energy was surging there, and the terrifying aura was just there.
It came out mightily from there
Of course ordinary people don't know that it is the terrifying wave erupted by the Iga dragon. To these ordinary people, it is a strange blood cloud that appeared on Mount Fuji at some point.
The battle between the strongest men was brutal. Earth-shattering would never be an exaggeration to describe it. Blood clouds surged. The two streams of light moved like lightning, unleashing a terrifying power full of destructive aura, causing the world to tremble violently.
"Haha... have fun, come again!" Old Man Wu laughed, raised his hand and unleashed surging power, rushing towards Iga Dragon.
Large swaths of bloody light were all shattered under the unparalleled power. The violent energy was enough to shake the heaven and earth and exterminate all tangible things.
"Damn old lunatic!" Iga Ryu yelled furiously, all his long hair turned into blood, and the blood in his eyes shot out several feet long. He shook his palms repeatedly, shooting out streaks of blood-colored rainbows.
Light-like terrifying palm power
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...
There was a loud noise and surging power that shook the world. The collision of extremely powerful forces erupted into dazzling rays of light. Fiery bright lights tore through the boundless darkness and illuminated the entire mountain.
The majestic remnants of the force formed a huge turbulence, making it seem like a tornado was blowing in the sky, and huge pressure enveloped all directions.
Even though Old Man Wu and Iga Ryu fought in the sky, it also affected Mount Fuji below. Some rocks that were already loose were shaken and rolled down the mountain.
In the heart of the mountain, where the headquarters of the Iga ninjas are located, all the ninjas huddled here are terrified all day long by the huge, unparalleled, vast pressure that originates from the spirit but has long transcended the spiritual level. They ignore the numerous obstacles and are enveloped in it.
The hearts of these ninjas
All the ninjas in the Iga base camp felt as if a huge mountain was weighing down their hearts. They were depressed and felt as if their spirits were about to collapse.
The suffocating pressure reached its peak, and the ninjas who bore the brunt were destined to be unlucky. This kind of mental blow completely disqualified them from becoming the strongest.
At this time, a powerful aura suddenly appeared from dozens of miles away. This aura was rapidly surging towards Mount Fuji.
Soon, a bloody rainbow light, like a shooting star, swept across the sky and came nearby
"Good boy! I didn't expect you to have helpers!" Old Man Wu, who was fighting Iga Ryuu, changed his expression when the bloody red light appeared on the horizon.
He drove away Iga Ryu with one palm and looked at the visitor with an uncertain expression.
It was an evil aura, and its level of evil seemed to be no less than that of the big devil, Iga Ryu, who was fighting with him.
The reason why Old Man Wu took advantage of the night to touch Mount Fuji was to destroy the Iga dragon who had become a blood god. The viciousness of the blood god is unimaginable. If Iga dragon is not destroyed, then there will be no hope of death.
How many Chinese warriors are going to die under this blood god's body?
The Japanese ninja world has a huge grudge against the Chinese ancient martial arts world. For hundreds of years, the two sides have been fighting and fighting without stopping for a moment.
Over hundreds of years, this hatred has grown bigger and bigger like a snowball. It has become an irresolvable hatred that can only be ended if one of the two parties is destroyed by the other.
"Marcus, you came just in time, take action quickly, we will kill this old man!" When Igalong saw the visitor, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, but when he saw the other party's embarrassed appearance, he was suddenly startled.