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357 Unscrupulous and Dragon Nine

Someone's wailing was heard in the distance. Oda Tadayoshi was startled and looked at a Japanese samurai next to him. This samurai was not tall and fat.

"Come on, let's go back and take a look." The martial artist waved his hand and headed back to the original route, followed closely by several Japanese from the Fierce Sword Club.

Soon, they discovered the body of a Japanese ninja.

His body fell into a pile of feces and urine. The fatal injury was to the heart, which was pierced by a sharp knife.

The strong smell of blood and feces and urine mixed together to form a strange and nauseating smell.

"Oichiro Koo was also killed... What should we do?" The martial artist's emotions had collapsed, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable fear and horror, "Toda is dead, Fukuda is also dead... Next

One, will it be our turn?"

Odado, the best young genius in Tokyo, was also overcome by fear at this time. He tightened the steel knife in his hand and suddenly screamed.

The martial artist carefully looked at the situation nearby: the ground and walls were dirty, rust and dirt were everywhere, and the corners were covered with thick spider webs, making it look unpopular. On a cold winter night, the place seemed even colder.

"Humph, you are just pretending to be a ghost. I know you are here, so get out of here." The martial artist suddenly sneered.

There was deathly silence in the huge space, as if this place had been deserted since the prehistoric times.

"Hmph, the Chinese Dragon Group is indeed well-deserved. It was hidden so secretly and yet you found it." A cold voice sounded in the empty grass.

"Go -" Suddenly there was a loud shout, and Liu Juan saw a big man's coat bulging up quickly, and a sharp strange roar rushed towards the direction of the sound. Liu Juan knew this big man, he was Long Jiu, and next to him was the figureless man.

good.

"Plop, plop, plop!" In an instant, dozens of holes the size of fists suddenly exploded in a wall. Debris flew everywhere, causing a splash of blood and a muffled groan.

"Hahaha, little Japan, isn't it great to be hit by grandpa's 'air blade'!?" Long Jiu couldn't help laughing.

"Baga——" Suddenly a blue wave of light flashed in front of Long Jiu, and then four figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty factory building.

Long Jiu's thoughts moved quickly, and the huge zhenqi suddenly divided into three streams, making a fierce whistling sound, and rushed towards the three incoming ninjas.

The current ninja was caught off guard and was hit by a burst of energy. He let out a miserable roar and was burned to ashes in the air in an instant.

The remaining two ninjas saw the tragic scene of their companions being burned to death, so how dare they dare to resist, "Oh oh - oh oh -" they yelled twice, each threw a smoke bomb and disappeared from the scene.

Which ones have gone!? Long Jiu was shocked and quickly recalled his true energy to protect himself, putting all his strength on guard.

When 'Long Jiu' saw an enemy approaching, he laughed wildly, and with a sway, a powerful whirlwind rolled up in front of him, instantly exploding with a huge rotating suction force.

The surrounding soil, rubble, and grass clippings flew toward the center of the whirlwind like moths throwing themselves into flames. The strange scene was truly mind-numbing.

A ninja had nowhere to rely on in the air, and was suddenly sucked into the whirlwind. He only heard a miserable wail, and a huge mist of blood exploded in the whirlwind.

Shockingly, this ninja was torn to pieces in the whirlwind.

The remaining two ninjas panicked and hurriedly slashed toward the ground with their swords, trying to stop themselves, but their footing was still unstable and they were pulled bit by bit towards the center of the whirlwind by the huge suction force.

"Baga——" The two ninjas saw that they were wrong, and threw two sets of thin eight-pointed star darts with a wave of their hands, trying to restore the situation.

But who would have thought that as soon as dozens of octagonal star darts approached the whirlwind, they were swallowed up by the huge suction force and rolled up without a trace, not even touching a corner of the 'Wind Blade''s clothes.

"Ba Ge——" Long Jiu was in shock when suddenly there was a roar behind him, and a disappearing ninja burst out of the earth and struck Long Jiu with a knife in the head.

Long Jiu didn't dodge. With a thought and a roar of Qi, he rushed towards the enemy.

No matter how fast a person moves, he can't move faster than his thoughts. In an instant, the sneak attack ninja was hit by all the zhenqi. He didn't even have a chance to scream, and he died.

"Garbage!" Liu Juan was feeling proud when suddenly there seemed to be a flicker of light and shadow in the air in front of him, and he heard a roar: "Eight grids--" In an instant, dozens of cold stars burst through the air with rapid sounds and shrieked.

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"Liu Juan" saw that the two remnants of the enemy had no skills, and laughed loudly: "You little devil, your feet are weak, let me show you how powerful they are."

As soon as he finished speaking, the swirling storm became more and more fierce, and countless sand, stones, and grass clippings were drawn in by the whirlwind with loud crackling sounds.

The two ninjas saw that the situation was not good and shouted loudly.

'Liu Juan' was startled, and when he put his hands together, the howling whirlwind in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the sand and stones all over the sky fell to the ground with a 'rumbling' sound, causing the ground to tremble violently like an earthquake.

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At this moment, "Oh oh - oh oh -" two Japanese ninjas suddenly burst out of the soil one after another and quickly attacked 'Liu Juan' closely.

The sharp sword reflected the cold moonlight, reflecting the terrifying murderous intent.

'Liu Juan' sneered, and his clothes suddenly stirred, emitting countless weird screams.

"Push, puff, puff -" The two approaching ninjas suddenly seemed to have hit a layer of sharp knives, and were torn to pieces mercilessly. The bloody remains of the remaining limbs were immediately sprinkled all over 'Liu Juan'.

Liu Juan saw clearly that these ten cold stars were the hidden weapon commonly used by ninjas - the cross boomerang, which was extremely lethal. He did not dare to be careless, so he rushed forward with both hands, and a surging infuriating energy was directed towards the ten numbers.

Point to the cold star.

"Chichichi" After a fierce and unusual sound as the soldering iron was thrown into the ice water, dozens of cross boomerangs were immediately stopped by the true energy, not even a hair on Ouyang Feng was hurt.

"Go to hell, trash!" Liu Juan roared angrily, and the fire net in front of him instantly turned into dozens of sparks, shooting towards the ninja like a dense rain of arrows.

"Push-push-push" In an instant, the last ninja was hit by several sparks, and in the fierce flames and screams, he was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, fourteen Japanese ninjutsu masters were completely killed by Long Jiu.

There were only six Japanese left looking at Long Jiu and Unscrupulous.

"Hand over that person, and I will spare your life." Long Jiu's expression was sharp, with murderous intent surging in his sharp eyes.

The six Japanese looked at each other, with a sneer on their lips, probably saying, lie to the children, we are not that stupid.

Then the Japanese in the middle said slowly and calmly: "Chinese, since we have been discovered by you, we can only fight to the death. It is a delusion to want us to hand over the information." As he said that, the Japanese shook the Suzuki.

After saying some curse, Suzuki suddenly shot a white light onto the skinny Japanese man's injured right arm.

Immediately, a miracle happened: the bleeding stopped immediately, and the opened skin and flesh healed together quickly. In the blink of an eye, the wound disappeared. If it weren't for the stains of blood on the broken clothes, I couldn't believe this person just now

Injured.

Long Jiu and Wuliang looked at each other in surprise, both feeling a bit unbelievable.

Liu Juan looked at the Japanese and thought that this Japanese also knew the Maoshan technique.

"Hmph, you're a fool, tell me your names. We Chinese don't kill unknown people."

The Japanese ignored Huo Hu.

It was estimated that the other companions were about to arrive, so Long Jiu winked at ‘Unscrupulous’ and said coldly: “I’ll give you one last chance, will you hand over that woman?”

"Impossible." The Japanese flatly refused: "Our mission is to bring this man back. We Japanese special forces would rather die than disgrace our lives!"

Wuliang's anger suddenly surged, and he said sternly: "Okay, then I will send you back to the west. Brothers, there are six of us, three of us will kill his grandfather." As he said this, Wuliang shouted loudly, waved his hands,

Two pieces of furious energy roared out and pounced on the three Japanese.

'Long Jiu' also jumped for joy and shouted: "Little devil, look at grandpa's 'heart-piercing invincible hand'!" In an instant, the coat of 'Fire Tiger' bulged rapidly, and countless faint rays of light came out of the body in a strange and rapid manner.

The sound of breaking through the air struck the other three Japanese.

Seeing 'Longjiu' rushing towards them, the Japanese looked a little solemn.

Suddenly, the Japanese man in Tsing Yi shouted: "Xiuge——" A cloud of smoke rose in front of him, and he disappeared from the scene in an instant - it turned out that this man was also a ninja.

Seeing that the Japanese in green clothes suddenly disappeared, Long Jiu simply tried his best to bite the Japanese in red clothes with his head covered.

The Japanese man in red suddenly had a ferocious look on his big, fierce face that looked like he needed to be beaten, and shouted: "You know the exercises, and I can too." As he said that, he waved his hands forward, and a burst of green energy suddenly spurted out.

, blocking the way to Longjiu.

"Boom——" Two qi, one green and one red, collided fiercely.

"Push--" Suddenly, the Japanese in red felt as if he had collided with a locomotive. His chest hurt, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Trash, go to hell!" Long Jiu shouted, pressing forward with furious zhenqi, which immediately squeezed the green wall of zhenqi of the Japanese man in red and pushed him back repeatedly to see if he could hold back.

At this moment, suddenly, the light and shadow on Long Jiu's side flashed, and a sword roared towards him. The sword was so fierce that the sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

When Liu Juan saw this, he knew that his abilities were incomparable to those of the Dragon Group. He had learned the Wuji Sword Technique and the Wuji Technique, could he reach the level of Longjiu?

A sharp whistling sound quickly approached the Japanese in black. Although they couldn't see clearly what was coming to kill them, the two of them were absolutely certain that what was coming was definitely deadly.

"Ding bell——" Suddenly, the Suzuki in the hands of the Japanese in white started to rotate, emitting a red light, forming a faint wall of light in front of him and the Japanese in black.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding," there was a loud sound like exploding beans, and countless sharp objects seemed to hit the red light wall, shooting out countless bloody rays of light, but it was difficult to break through this seemingly weak barrier.

‘Unscrupulous’ looked a little surprised, he didn’t expect this seemingly weak Japanese to be so powerful.

At this moment, the Japanese in white shook the Suzuki and shouted: "Chinese, look at the instrument——"

A spherical object was thrown from the sleeve of the sacred tree, making a strange whistling sound in the air and flying towards the 'Wuxian'.

'Unscrupulous' was startled and intuitively felt that this was not a good thing. He shouted urgently, his coat started to flap like crazy, and countless invisible blades whizzed away.

"Ding, ding, ding," with a loud sound like exploding beans, the ball suddenly exploded, spewing out a thick bloody mist.

"Ouch--" A roar of a beast that was not human suddenly sounded in the thick fog, and then a fierce ghost with a sharp horn on its head, a green face and fangs, and a tiger's back and waist appeared in the sky.

"Chinese, let me show you how powerful we are." The Japanese in white suddenly laughed, showing a terrifying ferociousness.

Unscrupulous and helpless, he had to give up his attempt to kill the man in black for the time being. He turned around sharply and thrust his right fist into the man in red's knife net from a seemingly impossible angle, striking directly at his vitals.

Just as he was about to hit the target, suddenly, a thick mist rose up from the man in red's body, and he disappeared from Wuliang's eyes in an instant.

Wuliang punched the air, and was shocked in his heart: He was so fast that he could escape his own thunderous blow.

At this moment, the man in black shouted: "Broken -"!

Unscrupulous turned around hurriedly and shouted: "The light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon. Go to hell, you little devil." The heat of the true energy suddenly became furious, expanded rapidly, and became stronger, as if it was sprayed from deep underground.

The magma that came out swallowed up the cyan Qi with thunderous force.

"No--" Hei Yi screamed in despair and was swallowed up by the blazing 'fire dragon', turning into ashes in an instant.

"Ah -" in mid-air, the red-clothed martial artist yelled: "Damn Chinese, I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, the red-clothed martial artist appeared in front of Wuliang. In a flash, he transformed into six identical ones, surrounding Wuliang.

"This -" Ouyang Feng was shocked, thinking that he was deceived, because how could one person become six!

"Eight grids--" The four men in red roared in unison, raising four large swords into a dense network of knives and pressing them crazily from all directions.

"What an old mother you are." Unscrupulous forehead was sweating. Unable to tell the difference between true and false, he could only roar: "Go to hell, trash!"

In an instant, Wuliang's body glowed with golden light, and a giant shield emitting intense light appeared, instantly forming a net of death around Wuliang's body.


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