This time, Ximen Lang did not wear a human skin mask and appeared with his true identity, which meant that Huamen would officially declare war with the Yamaguchi-gumi, kicking off the war.
The flying knife blocked Katoyama's attack on Jiang Li. The latter quickly left and came to Ximen Lang's side. He also stood on the barbed wire fence and said with lingering fear: "Chief Sect Master, you came here at the right time."
Ximen Lang winked at him and said, "You go first."
"Okay!" Jiang Li agreed and jumped up.
Katoyama said angrily: "Where to run?" He raised his hands suddenly, and six flying knives shot out, heading straight for Jiang Li who was about to leave. He was extremely fast and powerful. He could avoid these flying knives in the world.
There are really only a few people who use knives.
At the critical moment, Ximen Lang ducked to block his subordinates, his arms kept shaking, and he easily caught the six flying knives. He waved his hands, and like a magic trick, the flying knives got into his sleeves and disappeared.
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At this time, Jiang Li left quickly. He understood the meaning in the eyes of the chief sect master and was about to start the operation.
Katoyama, with a fierce look on his face, roared: "Ximenlang, let me see where you are going to escape this time?" He jumped forward like a huge black bird of prey.
In mid-air, Ximen Lang stared at him with cold eyes, "I can run away if I want, you can't control me." Even so, instead of running away, he rushed towards the opponent and punched out fiercely with his iron fist.
The two of them had not fought each other once or twice. They knew each other well. In terms of strength, Ximen Lang was quite inferior to Katoyama. He was at a disadvantage every time and was even almost killed by the opponent.
Based on this, seeing Ximenlang launching a counterattack, Katoyama showed disdain and roared: "Go to hell!"
Two men with unparalleled martial arts skills encountered each other like mythical beasts from ancient times. Their fists and palms whizzed away from different directions, causing strong winds to surge around them, and the scene was as intense as a blockbuster movie.
Seeing the opponent's fist trying to block his attack, Katoyama cursed in his heart, you little beast, you dare to hit an egg against a rock, I will crush your fingers...
Seeing that his fists and palms were about to collide, Ximen Lang suddenly changed his moves, and his fist turned into a hand knife, surging with internal energy. With a "whoosh" sound, a blazing flame appeared on his palm, and he swung it like a torch.
"Oops..." Katoyama screamed in fear and hurriedly withdrew his palm, fearing that his hand would be scorched by the flames. However, although his palm escaped the disaster, the goatee on his chin could not escape the bad luck.
It was ignited by the drifting flames and turned into ashes in an instant. His jaw was so hot that it hurt, and he jumped back suddenly.
On the wall behind, a graceful figure quietly appeared. Her skin was as white as snow and her appearance was stunningly beautiful. She was a girl in her prime, and she had a nice name. Her name was Rose.
Dressed in black, she is seen holding an oversized plastic water gun in her hand, which looks a bit nondescript. People who don't know the truth think that there is something wrong with this girl. Why is she wandering around with a toy gun in the middle of the night?
Seeing her boyfriend use the flame knife to defeat Mount Kato, Rose pulled the butt of the gun several times to pressurize the water gun, then flew up and pulled the trigger in mid-air.
A water arrow shot out and rushed towards Kato Mountain. In an instant, a strong smell of gasoline appeared in the air, straight up his nose.
What's going on? Is the water gun filled with gasoline? Katoyama was puzzled and hurriedly avoided it. Then he suddenly realized that it was a poisonous method!
Seeing this guy avoid the gasoline fired by the water gun, Ximen Lang sneered: "How come you have learned how to escape?" He rushed to the right, shook his left wrist, and fired more than ten iron balls.
Hidden weapons like iron balls are slightly less accurate than flying knives. The advantage is that they can fire multiple balls at the same time. When fired from Ximen Lang's hand, both speed and force are better than the bullets fired by AK47, just like half a bullet.
, making it hard to guard against.
Finding that more than a dozen dark lights were shooting from different directions, it was difficult to avoid them. Katoyama frowned, moved his palms, and kept shooting randomly in the air. Because the speed was too fast, ordinary people could not see clearly, and they could only feel that he was beside him.
There were many palm shadows flashing in front of me.
It has to be said that Katoyama's martial arts is really overbearing. More than a dozen iron balls were knocked away by his palms, but he himself was unscathed.
However, this created an opportunity for Rose. While Katoyama was shooting away the hidden weapon, she kept shooting gasoline arrows, and the light yellow liquid soaked the opponent's clothes.
The Yamaguchi-gumi masters from behind rushed over and hurried forward, ready to lend a helping hand. The one running at the head was the monk Tongtong who had betrayed Shaolin.
Thousands of Yamaguchi-gumi members gathered on the ground, and it was a dark place. Some were holding samurai swords, some were holding crossbows, and some were holding various guns and aiming into the air. However, at the moment, Katoyama and the murderer
The fierce fighting made them dare not shoot easily for fear of accidentally injuring one of their own.
In the crowd, the father and daughter Inoue-Taoka suddenly appeared, surrounded by many elite guards. The father and daughter looked over with sharp eyes, staring at the handsome young man in the air who they hated to the bone, their faces full of shock.
Inoue Nami lost her voice and said: "Father, look at his right hand?"
Inoue Daoka was also puzzled, "What is this? Can that boy Ximen Lang do magic?"
Nami Inoue suddenly thought: "You think...could it be that he wore a special fire-proof glove, dipped it in gasoline or something, and then lit it on fire?"
Inoue Daoka nodded, "Well, it's possible..."
The old guy who was with me was well-informed. He caught a glimpse of Ximen Lang's right palm burning with flames. A look of contempt flashed in his eyes and he said disapprovingly: "The flame knife is only an intermediate level..." The broad sleeves of the robe shook.
, he took a few steps in the air and rushed toward Ximen Lang.
"Asshole, don't touch my master!"
Thunderous roars came from behind the wall, and a muscular figure flew over quickly, making everyone look at him sideways.
I saw this guy who suddenly appeared with a tall figure and a shiny bald head. A ferocious look appeared on his ugly face. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, shining fiercely. He was wearing a purple-red robe and was naked.
One arm turned out to be a lama. That’s right, another trump card of Ximenlang’s, the psychic Dharma King has arrived!
The fellow monk was slightly startled. He could see that the other party was definitely a master, and his martial arts skills were not inferior to Ximen Lang. After listening to the lama's words, he secretly thought about what he meant. Could it be that this lama is the slave of that little beast?
No way, how could such a strong guy be willing to be a slave?
Although the fellow monks were puzzled, they quickly regained their composure and said in a deep voice: "Well... I will send you to the West first..."