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Chapter 608 Killing One in One Step

The unprecedented turmoil in the cultivation world has begun. The war broke out first in the west. In fact, this was a revenge action by the Kirigakure, but it became the fuse of the war.

The person who destroyed the Kirigakure Hospital is none other than the Night King, a killer organization in Europe. They don’t know where they got it from. The Kirigakure Hospital is conducting an incredible medical research. If successful, it will disrupt human life and death.

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No one can completely decipher the mystery of human life. If Kirigakure really does it, it means that human life span will be greatly extended.

Such attractive research results, but the Dark Night King Killer Organization refused to let go. Therefore, before they could figure out whether the Kirigakure Medical Hall had obtained the research results, they began to investigate the secrets of the Kirigakure Medical Hall overseas.

A surprise attack was carried out on the research base

Except for the medical madman Old Man Ye and a few assistants, everyone in the secret base was blown up by the base's self-destruct device.

The most elite force of the Dark Night King was also completely wiped out, and was buried with the overseas research base.

There is no airtight wall in the world, and the intelligence network of Wuyinlou Fengtang is not a decoration. Soon, Yan Beifei found out that there was a mole in Wuyinlou, so he launched a revenge operation against the Dark Night King killer organization.

The force behind the Dark Night King killer organization is the Western Vampire Clan. Wuyinlou started killing people in Europe like this, which immediately made Marcus, the ancestor of the Vampire Clan, not dare to leave the West easily.

In addition, Marcus was seriously injured in the last battle with Nangong Chu. After returning to the West, he soaked in the blood pool day and night, and it was difficult to recover in a short time even if he absorbed the power of blood.

And William, the ancestor of the werewolves, learned from his brother Marcus's mistakes and did not dare to set foot in the east easily. Even if his four subordinates were killed in the east, he was furious and never went to the east immediately.

The deaths of Carter and the other four silver wolf kings made William shocked to realize that the Eastern cultivation world was not easy to bully.

However, just when the people in the West were standing still, the ancient martial arts community in the East had already taken action. In the island country east of China, outside the mountain gate of the Shinto religion, a very ordinary old man wearing a green shirt and carrying a wooden sword on his back was standing.

Coming slowly on the mountain road

This ordinary old man does not have an outstanding appearance, but his seemingly slow steps seem to follow some mysterious and mysterious rules with every step he takes. With every step he takes, his body floats forward like a fallen leaf.

More than ten feet

This is the legendary eight-step method of chasing cicadas and shrinking the ground to an inch, but it was easily performed by this old man. This person must have a lot of background.

Just when the old man walked to the gate of the Shinto temple, "Whoosh!" and "Whoosh!" two gentle sounds broke through the air. Two people wearing large samurai uniforms and wooden clogs came from nowhere.

The place jumped out and blocked the old man's way.

"Comers, stop. There is a forbidden area in front of you. You are not allowed to enter." One of the guys, about thirty years old, looked at the old man in surprise and said loudly.

What he was talking about was the bird language of the island country. The old man seemed not to understand. He frowned and continued to move forward, as if he was transparent in front of the two guys guarding the mountain gate.

"Clang!" The two guys saw something was wrong and immediately pulled out the samurai swords from their waists. The cold light flashed and pointed directly at the old man.

"Since we are here to kill people, let's start with these two people!" The old man walked steadily, as if he didn't see the two shining samurai swords in front of him.

The Japanese samurai's eyes suddenly bulged out, with a look of horror on his face. He stretched out his hand to cover his throat, and blood gushed out from between his fingers.

"Ahhhh..." The two island warriors wanted to scream, but they could only make a soft sound from their throats. Then they rolled their eyes and went to see King Yama.

At this time, the old man really took that step, and then without even looking at the two twitching corpses on the ground, he went straight to the mountain. The shrine on the mountain is the home of the Shinto religion.

Due to the power of Iga Ryu, Shintoism has surrendered to Igaryu. This is why Eastern warriors kill Shintoism. Only by defending the enemy outside the homeland can the impact on the local secular world be minimized.

Outside the mainland, only China's masters can let go of their hands and fight with the enemy without any scruples. Warriors, especially innate-level warriors, can cause astonishing damage.

An innate-level warrior is equivalent to a mobile nuclear arsenal. Once it explodes, it will be terrible.

The figure of the old man in green clothes disappeared on the mountain road in an instant. On both sides of the mountain road, withered yellow maple leaves fell off the branches from time to time and floated down. It was a peaceful and harmonious scene, but there was a hidden murderous intention.

Soon, a rapid alarm sound came from the mountain, and the calm hilltop immediately began to boil. Guys wearing large samurai uniforms appeared out of nowhere, and they were menacing.

However, their momentum suddenly disappeared when they arrived at the square of the Shinto temple in front of them. The scene in front of them shocked the following people, but they saw a man wearing a green shirt and a wooden sword coming out of the square.

Walking in like a light breeze outside

Every time you take a step, someone will fall to the ground. In the square, hundreds of Shinto believers holding samurai swords have gathered. On the blue brick floor of the square, there are lifeless corpses lying down, and blood and water gather into a line.

There is a small stream, and the strong smell of blood makes people have the urge to vomit.

The usually sacred and solemn shrine has now turned into a slaughterhouse and a purgatory. Gradually, no one dared to come forward to fight with the old man in green shirt. However, these believers did not dare to retreat, and they were charged with fleeing before the battle, so they panicked.

The bewildered man held a samurai sword and surrounded the old man.

One after another, guys who were not afraid of death shouted and rushed forward with swords. However, they did not see how the old man in green shirt acted. The man who stepped forward fell down and never stood up again.

Step by step, the old man in green clothes walked towards the shrine gate expressionlessly. No one dared to stop him. They just surrounded the old man. A large group of people moved forward with the old man. No one dared to take action.

At this moment, a group of people poured out of the main hall of the shrine. They were all led by an elderly man with gray hair. He was a slender priest wearing a white kimono and wearing wooden clogs.

As soon as this priest appeared, the believers who were besieging the old man in blue immediately moved to the left and right to make way for him.

The old man in green shirt glanced up casually, and saw that the priest on the opposite step had his entire face covered with a thick layer of makeup. He looked like he was singing in an opera, and his white appearance could not be seen clearly among the black and white impermanence.

age of this person

"Who are you, and why do you come to my Shinto religion to kill people?" The leading priest let out a sharp shout, which seemed to be very angry. This voice fell on people's ears, just like the eunuchs in the ancient palace shouted.

The sound is generally the same

"Huh?" The old man in blue shirt holding a wooden sword couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He actually understood what this guy with a eunuch's voice said.

It turned out that after the priest faced the old man in green shirt, he felt an extremely sharp sword energy coming towards his face, which frightened him. The priest immediately realized that the person in front of him might be an ancient warrior from China.

Only Chinese warriors who practice swordsmanship can possess such pure sword energy.

Although there are many people practicing Japanese swordsmanship in the island country, no one has ever been able to cultivate such a powerful sword energy. The old man in green shirt is simply a living magic sword and an unsheathed magic weapon.

"Hmph! Finally, a guy who can speak human language has appeared." The old man in blue shirt said disdainfully. The priest on the front steps seems to be the strongest person in Shintoism.

The old man in green shirt was a little disappointed. At this level, it is no wonder that Shintoism would submit to Iga Ryu. From the aura of this priest, we can know that the cultivation level of this priest is only the innate elementary level.

The island nation may have been a rare master, but in the eyes of the old man in green shirt, this Shinto priest was nothing.

"Ba Ge!" How has that priest ever been so despised? As the leader of Shintoism, the priest has a supreme status in Shintoism, but now, his supreme status and noble identity are being trampled on by others.

, trampled ruthlessly, and the priest became furious

However, even when he was furious, the priest's face was pale and pale because the makeup on his face was so thick.

"What is it called? If the people behind you don't come out to save you, then it will be your Shinto religion's bad luck." The old man's words were full of murderous intent.

"Ho!" A low roar came from the priest's throat. He was out of anger. He suddenly stretched out his right hand and heard a clear cry of "choking!", and a dazzling light emerged from the priest's left hand.

The samurai sword flew up from the scabbard, turned in the air, and then turned into a bolt of lightning, striking directly at the old man in green shirt below.

Like a rainbow, the light of the sword cut through the void, transcending the limitations of space. It instantly crossed the limited distance between the two, and suddenly struck in front of the old man in green shirt. The blade vibrated the air, emitting a soul-stirring blast.

The scream in the sky is like the roar of thousands of ghosts, which makes people's scalp explode.

As soon as the priest made a move, the surrounding believers immediately dispersed in all directions, leaving an open space for such a series of fights. No one dared to stand close, because if they were not careful, they would be inspired by the swords and swords from both sides.

It would be an injustice if he was killed like this through gas axing.

"Very good, this sword is good!" The old man in blue shrank his pupils, then his toes touched the ground, and his body immediately floated back like a puff of smoke. At the same time, the wooden sword in his hand moved.

It was just a simple thrust of the sword forward, and an incredible scene that shocked everyone appeared. There was no bright sword light, no sharp sound of breaking through the air, or even the fluctuation of the sword energy. With a simple sword, anyone could do it

A straight thrust was possible, and when the tip of the wooden sword collided with the sword light, the sword light shattered silently.

No one would believe what they saw in front of them. Hundreds of Shinto believers thought they were dazzled and kept rubbing their eyes. However, even if they rubbed their eyes blind, the outcome would not change.

The fact is the fact, it will not turn into a fantasy. An ordinary sword broke the sharp and fierce sword of the priest. This is an indisputable fact.

"This man..." The priest's heart trembled and he was frightened. The old man in green shirt actually broke his own sword with a wooden sword, and the break was so easy, as if he was doing something insignificant.

Things are normal

"If that's all you can do, then you can die." The words of the old man in blue rang in the priest's ears. Then, the old man in green walked slowly towards the priest with his sword.


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