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Chapter 043, Sweeping Advance (2)

However, their retreat did not mean they were safe. Following Chen Hu's sudden attack, the Dragon Scales team members who had been charging around for a long time almost simultaneously shot into the sky, flipped rapidly in the air, and crashed to the ground like thunder. All kinds of weapons were instantly launched.

After unsheathing, various attacks broke out one after another.

Like a roaring wave that suddenly hits a rock, it bursts out with astonishing power.

The Dragon Scale Team is all golden! They are all desperate blood disciples who have struggled out of the bloody battles of the underworld. Almost everyone's body is covered in blood, and countless lives have been harvested.

They are real butchers, ferocious beasts!

The ninjas of the Hidego-ryu have lived in seclusion for many years, and have never experienced such a scene and bloody aura. Whether it is strength, experience, or an indomitable aura, they lag far behind.

For a moment, he retreated in fear.

"Do you need me to repeat it again? This is your last battle, don't leave any regrets!!" Xiao Feng flew forward, opened and closed the two axes, and danced with the roaring wind, shaking away five ninjas in the blink of an eye.

, at the moment they retreated, the two axes came out of their hands, flipped over with a vibrating trajectory, and cut the throats of the two people violently. The castration did not diminish, and the power remained the same, hitting the bodies of the two people next to them with a bang.

, one was broken in the chest, and the other was hit in the head.

Thick blood rose into the sky, and the four souls disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The power of the ax has changed, and its accuracy and skill have also been improved. This is the essential difference between silver and gold.

Xiao Feng looked like a king of eagles, sharp and powerful. He moved his hands like a juggler, and took the other two axes from his waist. At the moment when they spun and fell, the two axes struck angrily, revealing ferocity and ruthlessness.

, in a single game, he opened three crossed intercepting ninja swords. The strong force almost broke the ninja swords.

On the other hand, Bai Mu Ya's face was as heavy as water, silently walking in the deepest part of the battlefield. His white clothes looked elegant in this chaotic battlefield. All the ninjas around him were targeting this 'soft persimmon'. But every offensive was always accompanied by

As each figure flew around, the most eye-catching thing was that no ninja could get close to his body, let alone the dancing ninja sword. His psychedelic hands seemed gentle, but whenever he touched someone's

The result of this is that the body trembles violently and flies backward violently.

Although Tai Chi is soft, the flash of it is always accompanied by the fierceness that shocks people. The combination of hardness and softness, the combination of yin and yang, the intimidating power burst out is no worse than anyone else.

In addition, the performance of the other twenty-odd dragon scale team members is equally eye-catching. No matter where they are placed in the gold level, they are strong ones that cannot be ignored. The combat power they unleash is extremely amazing. Especially when the enemy is weak and we are strong, one's own side has absolute dominance.

In the case of superiority, the visual impact caused by this contrast is the most shocking.

"Who are you? You dare to invade my Xiuxiang sect! Are you afraid of invoking the wrath of the Ninja sect?" Xiuxiang Shanmu was shocked and angry, and vaguely thought of a possibility. Tianmen, except Tianmen, dared to wave a butcher's knife against the Ninja sect.

Other Chinese forces... there are no other Chinese forces. But isn't Tianmen taking a break? Why did it suddenly appear in Japan, and also in its own sect?

"Don't talk nonsense, old man. I made it very clear just now. I am here today to destroy your whole family." Chen Hu ran wildly, his wild momentum shocked the whole group, and his thousand-jin sword screamed and slashed, and the speed was very fast.

None of the ninjas could get close. Any hesitation or attack would result in death by the blade of the Thousand Jin Knife.

"Just you guys? Do you really think that I, Xiuxiang Liu, have declined?" Xiuxiang Shanmu's eyes were slightly cold, and his body instantly ejected, and the long knife inserted in the ground slashed, drawing a psychedelic trace.

Appearing directly next to Chen Hu, he struck out with a sword and struck directly at the back of Chen Hu's head.

Huh? The old guy is quite flexible.

Although Chen Hu was frightened, his body in the middle of the attack immediately turned over, slid back, and narrowly avoided the blade. At the same time, his toes suddenly hit the ground, his strong body suddenly rose, and the thousand-jin knife flew into the air.

The chop made with a storm-like momentum and went straight to Xiuxiang Shanmu's head to chop it down.

The speed was so fast and the force so fierce, it was like a thunder tearing through the space.

Xiuxiang Shanmu's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't avoid using his sword to intercept him. He could feel the power of the Thousand Jin Knife, and knew that he couldn't resist it, so he set up the blade with an inclination, trying to use this 'slant' to 'discharge' the Thousand Jin Knife.

Knife power.

As a ninja of the older generation and a jounin comparable to the golden intermediate level, his experience is pretty good.

It's just that... no matter in terms of experience, skills, or strength level, compared to Chen Hu, who has risen strongly in the underworld melee, there is a huge gap!

If Chen Hu is a colorful tiger, Xiuxiang Shanmu is a wolf, but this wolf is already old and weak.

Cang!! Between the sparks of carbide, the Thousand-Jin Sword and the Ninja Sword collided with each other, but at the moment when Xiuxiang Firgi tilted, the power of the Thousand-Jin Sword suddenly recovered, grazing the edge of the Ninja Sword and went straight up to hit Xiuxiang Fir.

's head.

In an instant, Xiuxiang Shanmu's soul was gone, and he tried his best to deflect to the right. No matter how... poof... the blade flashed across, and Xiuxiang Shanmu's left ear was cut off alive with a large piece of flesh by the thousand-jin knife.

.

Ah!! The shrill screams rang out in the chaotic battlefield. Xiuxiang Shanmu's stability and indifference were gone. The pain was still there, but this critical thrill was really life-threatening. Cold sweat broke out all over his body.

In addition, dodging too violently made his body lose balance.

"Old guy, that's all you have? It's so disappointing!" Chen Hu stepped forward quickly, and with the vigorous rotation of his body, the thousand-jin knife whizzed out with harsh energy and hit the Xiuxiang fir tree.

"Sect Master!!" Two nearby ninjas risked their lives to save him, but in desperation they used their swords to intercept him.

Pfft! The sword light flashed across, blood splattered, and Chen Hu's Thousand-Jin Sword split the two of them in half with unparalleled power. After all, Xiuxiang Shanmu was a middle-level gold-level person. He escaped at the critical moment, but the Thousand-Jin Sword

Extremely domineering, unrivaled at the peak of gold, Xiuxiang Shanmu's chest was cut open by the blade, and his sternum was shattered.

The severe pain made his whole body stiff. Perhaps it was because he had not experienced a tragic battle for too long, or had not experienced pain for too long. He, who considered himself to be a tough character, could not bear it.

"Does this credit belong to me?" Xiao Feng, who was not far away, happened to catch a glimpse of this scene. Without even thinking about it, he immediately let go of the ax in his right hand, made a turning arc, and struck Xiuxiang Shanmu's head hard.

The sneak attack came too suddenly, and the timing was completely when Xiuxiang Shanmu was still in shock. As a result, poof, Xiuxiang Shanmu suddenly stopped, his eyes widened, the offensive stopped, and scarlet blood streaked down his face.

The ax hit Xiuxiang Shanmu on the side of his face, shattering his skull on the spot and shaking his brain.

"Xiao Feng, it's your uncle!!" Chen Hu roared angrily, and charged into the ninja army with a thousand catty sword. But the anger was just a superficial vent, he would not care about such trivial matters, a sick and old ninja, but

It's not worth fighting for.

The death of Xiuxiang Shanmu was seen by many ninjas. Some were sad, some were frightened, and some were angry, but no matter what, the blow to the momentum was almost fatal.

They were already stunned by this sudden disaster. Some young ninjas didn't even understand what happened and where such a group of murderous gods appeared. When they were at their most desperate, the death of their old lord

It's a shock to everyone.

The more than 20 gold-level warriors in the first group of Dragon Scales controlled the battlefield with an overwhelming advantage. More than a dozen ninjas were killed almost every minute. Without a jounin in charge, their resistance was really weak.

In the chaos, the six members of Longlin suddenly retreated and quickly retreated to the surrounding walls and roofs, looking down at the battlefield coldly.

Their combat experience is extremely rich, and they can almost peer into the enemy's mind, and understand that when the battlefield develops to this point, the enemy is likely to have thoughts of fleeing and evacuating.

Sure enough, after the Hidego-ryu ninjas were completely in a passive situation, they started to scream and roar one after another, and then some ninjas rushed out of the courtyard. Whether they wanted to report a message, ask for help, or just simply

Escape, none of the Dragon Scale members will allow this to happen.

There were conflicts one after another, and all of them were killed without exception. The strength and cruelty of the Dragon Scale troops once again shocked them.

Chen Hu and others in the courtyard also stepped up their offensive, creating a more brutal oppression.

Gradually, the shouts of killing slowly calmed down, and the sounds of fighting gradually stopped. As the last middle-aged ninja was 'pushed' to death by Bai Muya's soft palm, all the ninjas in the Xiuxiang Ninja Sect were killed in the battle, not a single one of them.

Able to break out and escape.

It may be a bit cruel, but this is the law of the underground world, the weak eat the strong!

The spacious compound was littered with corpses and stained with blood. From the beginning to the end, it lasted just fifteen minutes, but Chen Hu and others suffered no casualties. The power of the Dragon Scale Army was fully demonstrated!


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