Liu Juan did not expect that as soon as Long Jiu and Xiao Hong entered Japan, they would be targeted by the Yamaguchi-gumi.
Late at night, there was a thunder, the wind rolled over the remaining clouds, black clouds rolled in the sky, a storm was coming, and there was a sense of murder.
After receiving Xiao Shuihua's call, Xiao Hong and Long Jiu rushed to the hotel where Liu Juan was staying.
The two of them had just arrived at the third stop. When they looked up, the sky was only hazy. There was no sound on the road, except for the strong wind and thunder all over the sky.
What a strong wind!
A bolt of lightning cracked through the air, and in this moment Long Jiu was standing at the subway door, with a serious face, looking up at the sky, his eyebrows frowning more and more.
In a telephone hall to the west, a black air had arisen at some point. It was as thick as black ink and was surging. Long Jiu stood in the wind and rain, staring at this black air.
Suddenly, the black air rolled up, spiraled up, and went straight out, heading towards Xiaohong at the subway entrance. It was very fast and arrived in a blink of an eye. Xiaohong yelled and said: "Okay
Thief, return it to me quickly."
Long Jiu's sharp eyes saw something strange in it. His face darkened, and without any hesitation or gesture, his skinny body rose up from the ground and plunged straight into the black air.
From an unknown place in the darkness, a slightly surprised voice came: "Huh?"
After several muffled sounds, the black air suddenly stopped and lingered over the phone booth.
Long Jiu fell slowly, but a piece of his clothes had been torn off.
Long Jiu didn't put him down. He looked up at the black air in the sky and said, "Your Excellency has profound Taoism. Why do you act like this? I'm afraid you will lose your identity?"
A hoarse voice came from the black air, saying: "Who are you to meddle in my business?"
Long Jiu didn't answer.
The man made a sound and said with disdain, "If you know the truth, please give me that thing quickly."
Long Jiu said: "This girl is my friend, I can't just watch you take advantage of her."
The man said angrily: "Good old boy, you are looking for death."
Following his words, a dark red light flashed in the black air that had been hovering. In an instant, there was a strong wind and ghostly energy around the small phone booth.
"'Dead Man's Curtain'!" A look of anger suddenly appeared on Long Jiu's face: "Nie Zhan, you dare to practice such evil things that are so heartless and harmful to the world. I will never spare you today."
The hoarse voice sneered, but did not answer. Only a roar was heard, the red light was strong, the smell was strong, and a two-foot-long red flag slowly rose from the air.
At this time, the sound of ghosts crying became more and more shrill, as if countless resentful spirits were crying at night, and there was also a faint sound of bones creaking, which was shocking to hear.
"Old boy, die!" the man in the black aura shouted, and from the bloody red cloth, a ferocious grimace suddenly appeared, with six triangle eyes, sharp teeth and fangs, and "stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck" bones
Where the noise was heard, all six eyes on the ghost's face suddenly opened, and with a "roar", they turned into entities, rushed out from the flag, and struck Long Jiu with an extremely bloody aura.
The anger on Long Jiu's face became even stronger, knowing that the more powerful the Dead Man's Curtain was, the more innocent people would be killed during the cultivation process. To achieve such power, I'm afraid it would take more than a hundred people to sacrifice their essence and blood.
Can.
This evil man is really heartless!
Seeing that the ghost was about to rush in front of him, Long Jiu held the Qingtian jade rosary in his left hand, drew a circle in the void in front of him, formed a door seal with one hand, flexed and stretched his five fingers, and the fingertips faintly glowed with golden light. In a moment, a golden screen appeared in front of him.
The disc, with its golden light, was stuck in mid-air with the ghost.
"A little trick, let me sell it..." Before he could finish the word "get", his whole body was suddenly shaken. He felt that his right wrist was bitten by a foreign object, and a numb and itchy feeling immediately spread throughout his body, and his vision went black.
, the disc in front of him suddenly shook.
At this moment, the ghost in front had another strange change. On its six eyes on the left and right, in the center of its forehead, it made two "click, click" sounds, and another giant blood-red eye opened. The fishy wind rose and became more powerful. I heard
There was a ghostly howl, a bloody red light flashed, and the ghost shattered the golden disc and hit Long Jiu's chest hard.
Long Jiu was beaten and flew backwards. There were several muffled sounds along the way, and he was afraid that all his ribs were broken. A moment later, his skinny body hit the wall of the phone booth with a "boom" and dust flew up.
The whole wall collapsed.
"Hahahahaha..." The man in the black air laughed wildly, extremely proud.
Long Jiu stood up tremblingly, his throat sweetened, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of hot blood, dyeing the white clothes in front of him red. He only felt stars flashing in front of his eyes, and his whole body was in severe pain, and the numb and itchy feeling became more and more intense.
Coming closer and closer to the heart.
He forced himself to calm down and saw a golden snake slowly crawling out from the ground. It was as big as the palm of a hand. The strangest thing was that its tail had seven forks. It looked like it had seven tails. And each one was of the same color.
It's different, the colors are gorgeous, but the beauty is a bit scary.
"'Golden Snake Man'!" Long Jiu's words sounded like a moan.
The blackness on his face became heavier and heavier, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that it was difficult to hold on, but he still held on and refused to fall.
He looked at the black air in the air and said: "Jin Snake Master, you deliberately hid your strength and saw the opportunity to hurt me. Are you here for me?"
The man in the black air sneered "hehe" and said: "Yes, I came here specifically for you. If not, it would be difficult to deal with you with your cultivation. Okay, now quickly take out the 'Dragon Blood'
Hand it over, and I will give you the antidote and spare your life!" Long Jiu laughed miserably, his face became solemn, and he said decisively: "You want me to give you this dragon snow, but it is a delusion."
The man in the black air was furious: "Then go and see your ancestors!"
There was a flash of red light, the curtain of death swayed in the wind, the sound of ghost cries, and the huge ghost reappeared, hovering slightly in the air and rushing towards Long Jiu again.
Long Jiu shouted loudly, and his whole body robes puffed up without any wind, and his originally thin body seemed to have grown a lot. When he exerted force with his left hand, he heard a crisp sound, and the rosary beads were broken by him, and more than a dozen crystal clear beads were broken.
The rosary beads did not fall, but kept spinning. Each one glowed green and floated in front of Long Jiu. Only the dark purple round bead fell straight down.
Long Jiu turned his palm over and grabbed the deep purple bead in his hand. His hands formed the left and right water bottle seals. His eyes widened, and there was a golden light all over his body. He chanted word by word: "!"
"'Heaven and Earth Curse'!" The tone of the man in the black air suddenly became more solemn.
As the words "Dragon Nine Strikes" fell, all the rosary beads shone brightly together in an instant.
At the same moment, the ghost sacrificed by the evil man rushed forward, and the bloody air rushed towards his face. However, when it came into contact with the green light, it immediately turned invisible and could not move forward. It was stagnated in mid-air.
Even so, Long Jiu's body shook again. The golden snake is the most poisonous thing in the world. Even after five years of practice, it was still difficult for him to resist it. However, there was a faint smile on his face that was faintly black.
Somewhat awe-inspiring.
"Hey!" Long Jiu shouted loudly, like a lion's roar, the sound shook the whole place. The rosary in front of him was driven by the power of Taoism, and the light became brighter. Suddenly, a rosary broke with a "pop" sound, and turned into a phantom in mid-air.
With the word "fight", he rushed forward and hit the ghost in the face.
"Wow...ah!" The ghost howled horribly, and immediately took a few steps back. The red glow around its body had greatly faded, and it was obviously injured.
The man in black anger said angrily: "What a good old boy!"
He was about to make a move, but he said it was too late and soon, in a moment, seven or eight rosary beads turned out to be Taoist mantras and hit the ghost. The ghost kept howling and retreated repeatedly, making a sign of fear, and was hit by the thirteenth rosary.
When he was in the middle, he finally let out a long howl, his five eyes all burst open, his bones cracked, and he fell to the ground with a bang. After struggling for a few times, he froze motionless and slowly turned into blood, which was extremely fishy.
At the same time, Long Jiu made a "wow" sound and spurted out another large mouthful of blood, and the color of the blood had turned black.
"Ah!" A scream came from the subway door at the critical moment of the battle between these two masters.
Long Jiu and the man in the black air were both startled. The black air moved in the sky. Long Jiu also looked toward the subway door. He saw a little girl standing at the subway door, gaping at the strange scene outside the phone booth.
Behind her was a young woman in her thirties, who was also stunned at this incredible scene.
The man in the black air snorted coldly, but without seeing any movement, the golden snake that was originally crawling on the ground suddenly flapped its tail, took advantage of the situation and flew up, as fast as lightning, towards the little girl.
Long Jiu raised his eyebrows, pointed with his right hand, and a rosary rushed towards him. The golden snake seemed to be psychic. It knew it was powerful and did not dare to resist. With a flick of its tail, it flew up like wings and plunged into the black air.
, no more sound.
The man in the black air said sinisterly: "Hey, you are indeed a master of the dragon group. Even though you were seriously injured, you were able to defeat my 'zombie kill'. But you were hit by a zombie corpse and poisoned by a golden snake. How can you still defeat me?"
How long will it take? Just give me the dragon blood beads obediently!"
At this moment, black blood began to flow from the corners of Long Jiu's eyes. He laughed miserably and hissed: "Even if I die here today, I must first get rid of you, a monster."
At this time, he saw Xiaohong about to attack, and he shook his head. Suddenly, all the rosary beads in front of him lit up at the same time, and the man in the black air was immediately on guard. Suddenly, there was a roar, and something flashing with green light crashed in from behind.
The black energy, however, was the Qingtian rosary that had just hit the golden one. It flew out in the air for a while, and was secretly controlled by Long Jiu. It folded behind the black energy and suddenly launched an attack.
Just hearing a roar from the black air, the man was obviously caught off guard. There were several random "bang, bang, bang" sounds, and the green light flashed, and the black air scattered, and finally dispersed in all directions, disappearing into nothingness.
A tall and thin man slowly fell from the air. His whole body was tightly wrapped in a black robe. His appearance and age could not be seen clearly. He only had a pair of eyes with a fierce light. There was a long sword tied to his back.
Long Jiu whispered: "Golden Snake Master, why don't you dare to see people?"
The man in black's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sternly: "Old boy, I will let you die without a burial today!"
After saying that, he pulled out the long sword from his back with a "swipe" sound, and saw that the sword was as clear as autumn water, bright and not dazzling, with a faint clear light attached to it. "What a sword!" Long Jiu couldn't help shouting.
The man in black groaned, held the sword in his hand, stepped on the seven stars, walked seven steps in a row, and stabbed the sky with his long sword, muttering something in his mouth: "Kill with the thunder sword!"
In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed from the edge of the black clouds. There was a sense of solemnity between the sky and the earth, and a strong wind.
"'Sword Thunder'!" Long Jiu's face turned pale as gray in an instant, followed by a kind of surprise, a trace of despair and a little bit of inexplicable fanaticism.
He suddenly shouted: "You are from Lei Jianmen, but you are Chinese!"
