Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth narrow escape
The clouds were light and the wind was gentle, and no one noticed the man high in the sky. He was a monster. Although he was bathed in the golden sunset, he still couldn't hide the monster aura on his body.
"Not good!" Suddenly, Zhuo Fan shouted loudly at the window on the second floor, closed the wooden box with one hand, and a huge and boundless power surged out of his body, killing everyone, including Masaharu Chiba in front of him.
Shocked and flew away
The moment Boss He and others, as well as Masaharu Chiba, were knocked out of the building, there was a "Boom!" and the world seemed to collapse. The entire three-story wooden pavilion-like building collapsed.
Those beautiful women in kimonos didn't even have time to scream, before they were squeezed into a bloody mass, and dust shot up into the sky.
A circle of terrifying energy waves swept out in all directions, carrying overwhelming fragments and lashing out at the guards outside the square pavilion. They all screamed and were thrown away. A cloud of blood mist erupted when people were in the air.
The screams also stopped, but there was a person in the air, and the pieces had been shot out by the laser. The body was turned into a sieve, riddled with holes, and it did not look like a human.
The debris that swept out was simply more powerful and terrifying than the bullets fired by heavy machine guns. In just one blow, more than 90% of the guards arranged by Chiba Masaharu died, and more than half of the remaining 10% suffered.
Seriously injured, it can be said that the entire army was wiped out.
Boss He and others were suddenly knocked away by Zhuo Fan, and they were shocked. The next moment, another vast, terrifying, and sinister aura instantly hit their hearts, making them shocked.
Before they could even think about it, everyone was blown away by an even more powerful force. People in the air received a huge impact, and all of them spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Just because they were knocked away first, everyone was lucky enough to avoid the terrifying energy fluctuations that erupted when the pavilion collapsed at the next moment.
Chiba Masaharu crashed directly into a hot spring dozens of meters away and passed out. Longying, He Laoer, and old man Duanmu crashed into a maple forest next to the pavilion.
The most unlucky ones were the fat pig-like He Laoda and the bull-like Mutu Hong. Unfortunately, they were two brothers who crashed on a short mountain dozens of meters away.
The moment these two guys hit the low mountain, the entire low mountain shook and almost exploded. This shows how powerful the impact was.
It is precisely because of this that Boss He and others were able to avoid the impact of the overwhelming wave of debris and save their lives.
Zhuo Fan, who sent everyone flying when the pavilion collapsed, was not so lucky. He was directly trapped in the ruins.
In the smoke and dust that shot up into the sky, debris was flying, but a strange figure swayed away from the smoke and dust in the sky, and slowly descended from the sky. It did not have a powerful momentum or a terrifying power fluctuation, but it gave people an infinite feeling.
Repression, repression that directly affects people's minds
It was as if an unparalleled demon had descended, making Mr. He and others who had escaped from death tremble with fear. An evil smile appeared on this face that was as pale as a dead man. This smile made people feel cold from head to foot.
The blood-colored long hair is windless, but the eyebrows are shaped like two broad beans, gathered on both sides of the eyebrows. There is no eyebrow tip. Look at the lips, but there is a little vermilion. This... seems to be like the kind of sacrifice in ancient Japan.
priest
"This is..." Boss He was lying in the middle of the cold rocks, looking up, with a fat face that had no trace of blood now, and his eyes were so wide that their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, with a look of shock.
He felt a vaguely familiar aura from this guy who suddenly came out of nowhere.
"Hey! It's you guys, you all deserve to die!" The man descended from the air very slowly. Up to now, his body is still about twenty or thirty meters above the ground.
However, his cold words made everyone present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, with shivers and cold sweats breaking out all over their bodies.
"Boom!" At this moment, the ruins under the man suddenly exploded. An extremely violent force was like a volcano about to erupt.
The figure soared into the sky, reaching an altitude of twenty or thirty meters.
"Eh! You're not dead?" The demon seemed very surprised. He didn't expect that there were still people alive in this pavilion. He thought that with the blow he just struck, he should be able to kill all the people inside.
"Ho! It's not that easy to kill me!" It was a slender white-faced middle-aged man with a bright aura on his body. He shouted loudly, and a dragon-like sword light struck his waist.
He jumped up suddenly, then moved his hands to pull, and there was a sword cry of "Buzz!", but a sword light suddenly split into seven sword lights, like a sky-shattering rainbow, slashing towards the demon.
Killing seven with one sword, a trace of scarlet blood hangs from the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth. As soon as he takes action, it is the strongest sword move he can perform. Zhuo Fan's momentum is like a rainbow, and the sword light is like lightning. In an instant, the seven death sword lights kill
Arriving in front of the monster
Three of the sword rays circled behind the demon, and seven sword rays trapped the demon, cutting off all his escape routes.
However, the demon surrounded by the sword light suddenly showed a strange smile on his pale face. The next moment, with a sound of "swish!", he disappeared from the seven sword lights.
Almost at the same time, an extremely dangerous aura instantly enveloped Zhuo Fan, and then, the strange guy appeared directly in front of Zhuo Fan, less than a foot away.
"This person is..." Zhuo Fan was shocked, but before he had time to think about it, the demon moved his right leg and kicked him in the chest.
One word, "Quick!" So fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. A thing wearing wooden clogs and white socks left a faint trace in the void, which was vaguely captured by Zhuo Fan.
Without thinking, Zhuo Fan immediately crossed his arms in front of him to protect him. Then, he felt that his arms were hit hard by a heavy hammer, and a force so powerful that it seemed unstoppable pressed his arms instantly against his chest.
, that force passed through his arms and directly shocked his chest.
The soundless kick directly shook Zhuo Fan's body-protecting energy to the point where it instantly dissipated. Zhuo Fan had no power to fight back, and he couldn't even dodge. He was directly hit by this extremely weird guy.
The kick flew away and hit the low mountain like a meteorite.
"Boom!" The short mountain shook, and a horrifyingly large hole appeared on the extremely hard mountain wall. Zhuo Fan actually smashed directly into the short mountain.
"Hmph! A guy who overestimates his own abilities dares to draw a sword at me. Isn't this looking for death?" The man stood in the void, looking coldly at the hole in the mountain wall, and said lightly.
The moment Zhuo Fan was kicked away by the seven sword lights, the other six sword lights suddenly collapsed and disappeared, revealing a shining sword.
"Huh? This sword is good!" The man volleyed towards the Coiling Dragon Sword that was falling from the air and grabbed it with one hand. The Coiling Dragon Sword immediately paused in the air, and then there seemed to be a transparent and invisible thread.
, as if it was being pulled, it flew backwards towards that person.
Just when the Coiling Dragon Sword was about to fall into the hands of the man, the Coiling Dragon Sword suddenly made a "buzz!" sound, turned in the air, and was projected towards the hole in the mountain wall.
The man frowned, and for the first time he looked moved: "He's not dead yet? How is this possible?" A look of confusion and a bit of surprise flashed across the demon's face.
Originally seeing this man kick Boss Zhuo away with one move, Boss He and others were already frustrated and worried about their lives, but when they suddenly saw this scene, they couldn't help but be surprised and happy.
However, the monster who kicked Zhuo Fan away seemed a little unhappy. He was obviously very unhappy that Zhuo Fan was not kicked to death.
"If you don't die after one kick, then I'll give you one more kick." The man smiled lightly and was about to take one step to kill Zhuo Fan completely, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed and he turned around fiercely.
Looking towards the east, there was a look of fear in his eyes
"Monster, let's see where you are running away!" An angry shout suddenly came from the eastern sky. Although the voice did not have the majestic momentum of thousands of horses galloping, nor was it as shocking as shaking the heaven and earth, but this voice was through and through.
With a kind of supreme majesty, like a peerless king, looking down at the ants at his feet
"You damn old ghost, you chased me for three days and three nights. Do you think I'm really afraid of you?" The demon, who was wearing a pure white kimono and whose face was as pale as paper, was a little startled and confused after hearing this voice.
Scared look
"Ho! If you're not afraid of me, why are you running away!" The demon's low curse was actually heard by the man in the east. Does that man actually have magical powers like clairvoyance?
"Sure enough, he is the lingering old ghost!" The demon did not bother to kill Zhuo Fan, but turned around and fled in the air. Although he said he was not afraid, it was obvious that he was still afraid of the man from the east who was approaching quickly.
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Transformed into a strange bloody light, the monster fled a hundred feet away in an instant. The speed was so fast that it could be seen that the bloody light only flashed for a few times before disappearing into the western sky.
At this time, a silver-white stream appeared from the eastern sky, like a meteor streaking across the sky. From the moment it appeared, to the distance, the speed of this stream of light was less than three seconds, faster than the demon's blood-escape light.
, it doesn’t seem to be much inferior, but this silver-white stream of light is righteous but not evil, exuding a comfortable aura of righteousness.
"Whoa!" The stream of light instantly shot to the ruins of the pavilion at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. At this time, Boss He and others had already climbed up everywhere.
"Huh, who are you?" In the light, an old man appeared clearly. There are not many old men in the world who can fly in the air. Except for the guy behind the Western Holy See, there is no third one.
This old man was exactly the person that Old Man Wu was chasing. He was actually the number one master of the Iga sect, Iga Ryu, who was defeated by Old Man Wu on Mount Fuji.
This Iga dragon is very cunning, and has cultivated the blood god body to a perfect state. Its strength is not inferior to that of Old Man Wu. Therefore, Old Man Wu cannot kill it in a short time.
This Iga Ryu has a murderous nature and is a complete killer. While avoiding the pursuit of Old Man Wu, he even attacks the Koga faction from time to time. This time, Zhuo Fan and others are extremely unlucky for this Iga Ryu.
In fact, I didn’t know that Zhuo Fan and others were also in this Koga style property.
Of course, Iga Ryu killed people from this island country, so Old Man Wu didn't care. On several occasions, he could even stop Iga Ryu from killing people of the Koga sect, but he always stood by and did not take action.
However, this does not mean that Old Man Wu will let Iga Ryu go. After all, Iga Ryu poses a great threat to the ancient Chinese martial arts world. If this devil runs to China, many people will die.
"I've seen the old man!" Zhuo Fan also walked out of the terrifying hole in the mountain wall at this time. His hair was disheveled and the clothes he wore when he went up the mountain were gone. It was obviously shattered by Iga Ryu's kick.
But around his waist was a dark black and simple "belt", which was the Coiling Dragon Sword that was almost snatched away by Iga Ryu.
The muscles in Zhuo Fan's arms have exploded, and his forearms are even more bloody. However, after his body has been strengthened by the agent m23, the speed at which his body can automatically repair is amazing. The severely injured arms,
There is no more blood leaking out.
Without using any medicine or tapping any acupuncture points, the horrific wound that exploded on Zhuo Fan's arm stopped the flow of blood just by the surge of his body.
"You're a pretty good guy, huh! I didn't expect that boy Nangong Chu to give you the Coiling Dragon Sword." Old Man Wu glanced at Zhuo Fan, but his eyes stopped at the strip on Zhuo Fan's waist.
"belt", there was a hint of surprise in his eyes
Suddenly, Old Man Wu flapped his nose a few times, and a smile appeared on his face. He seemed to have noticed something. Then, he stretched out his right hand and pressed it towards the ruins below.
With a sound of "Canopy!", the ruins exploded, and then, something rose up from the dust and flew up into the air, falling into the hands of Old Man Wu.
"Hey! I didn't expect that the Japanese would have such good things!" It was a dark black box, a wooden box, but miraculously it was not destroyed in the pavilion and became part of the ruins.
"That's..." Zhuo Fan and others couldn't help but twitch when they saw the box in Old Man Wu's hand. This was a rectangular box one foot wide and two feet long. They couldn't be more familiar with it.
Zhuo Fan and others knew exactly what was in the box, but... the box fell into the hands of Old Man Wu, an invincible warrior. Can they still get the box back?