The Jonin was confused. He had extremely high strength in Japan, and for the first time he felt an inexplicable feeling.
With his strength, although he dare not face Ning Ziyang head-on, it is definitely difficult to say whether he will win or lose against an ordinary innate-level expert from China. And with such strength, he can do his best in sneak attacks and assassinations.
He was actually avoided by a young man from China who looked to be less than twenty years old?
He didn't even know how to avoid it.
"Cunning Chinese!" Anger flashed in his eyes, looking at the mist around him, and he was about to rush out, find the Chinese boy who dared to tease him, and slit his throat again openly.
However, just when he was about to take action, his expression suddenly changed.
The corner of his clothes accidentally touched the mist in his eyes, and suddenly, the corner of his clothes disappeared silently, as if it had never existed.
If it weren't for his keen perception, he wouldn't even have noticed such a little detail.
"What?"
The jounin was shocked, his eyes flashed with light, he raised his dagger and swept towards the clouds in front of him.
When his dagger came into contact with the cloud, suddenly, there was a sound like metal clashing, and there were even sparks.
He finally cut off part of the mist, but was shocked to find that his weapon made of hundreds of refined steel actually had a chip?
This is a famous weapon made by their Japanese weapons master, but its blade was shattered by this unknown cloud?
The Jonin was horrified, and finally felt something unusual. He let out a low drink, and the daggers in his hands disappeared silently, replaced by darts clamped on his fingertips. He flicked his arms, tearing the air with force, and blinked.
Suddenly it hit the clouds.
A way out was gradually opened up in the clouds and mist, and the Jonin moved forward cautiously, sensing the movements around him.
At this moment, outside the clouds and mist, Qin Xuan looked indifferent.
"An ant that knows how to sneak attack dares to attack me!"
There was some helplessness in his tone, feeling helpless for the ignorance of this Japanese ninja.
The Thunder Cloud Sword Style is the only surveillance move in the Tianyun Sword Technique that integrates trapping, defense, and attack. Clouds guard, trap, and thunder attack.
In his eyes, the frontal strength of this Japanese ninja was not even as strong as that of Earl Ken, whom he had killed before.
Qin Xuan naturally had only one decision to make for such an ant who dared to attack him, kill him!
The jounin kept slashing his way forward, but the clouds and fog in front seemed to be endless, making his face look increasingly uglier. In the end, it seemed that all the darts on his body were gone, and he couldn't help but curse.
"Damn Chinese boy, if you have the ability to fight me openly!"
He had no memory of who had attacked him before, and who was not upright.
But he soon lost his voice. A strong crisis spread in his heart. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the clouds in front of him, and he didn't know when a large golden thunder flashed out.
These thunders gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, even an aura of death.
The Jonin's face turned slightly pale. He took out the dagger again and shot the dagger that had collapsed.
This time, he used all his strength, and in just a moment, the dagger fell on the golden thunder.
boom!
A roar like thunder suddenly sounded, and the dazzling thunder made the Jonin's eyes feel stinging, but soon, his expression froze.
Facing the dazzling thunder, he did not close his eyes, just wanting to see what the so-called golden thunder was.
Then, he saw the dagger he shot and the famous Japanese weapon disappear silently into ashes in the golden thunder.
That's right, it was reduced to ashes.
It was directly covered by the terrifying golden thunder and then destroyed.
Such a result directly plunged this cruel, conceited and cunning Jonin into the shadow of death.
At this moment, an indifferent voice seemed to come from his ears.
"Destroy!"
Then, his eyes were covered by countless golden thunders, and only his roaring voice was lost in the thunder.
Qin Xuan stood proudly on a piece of scorched earth, looking at the area covered by terrifying thunder in front of him.
When the Eternal Sword returned and the clouds and thunder dissipated, a huge pit one meter deep appeared in front of everyone.
The sand and stones in this huge pit seemed to have been completely annihilated, with not a trace left, and of course, the life of that ignorant Japanese jounin.
The Eternal Sword hovered gently beside Qin Xuan.
But the other two powerful men from the Baqi Palace were blinded and roaring in Japanese that Qin Xuan couldn't understand.
But it can be seen that they are very sad and also very angry.
However, in Qin Xuan's eyes, these emotions never even attracted his attention.
Who cares about the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of ants?
Qin Xuan's peripheral vision glanced at He Taisui who was passing by him, with a surprised look on his face.
"Tsk, tsk, what's your name?" He Taisui looked at Qin Xuan with a surprised face, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and then rubbed it on his sleeve.
"Qin Changqing!" Qin Xuan spoke calmly and glanced at He Taisui lightly.
He stood in the field and did not move, but it seemed as if anyone who attacked him would end up like that Japanese jounin, dead!
Such an attitude even made the eyes of some overseas powerful people turn cold.
Especially the two powerful men from the Baqi Palace who were pestering Master Longhu. They, together with a Blood Monk Count and three others, besieged the Immortal Wind Daoist... Well, while he was performing spells and drinking, he was full of alcohol.
Unscrupulous old Taoist priest.
"Boy He, come and help!"
This old Taoist priest of unknown age was full of alcohol. He faced the three overseas powerful men with ease and calmly shouted to He Taisui.
At this moment, one of the two powerful Yaqi Palace men rushed towards Qin Xuan, seemingly wanting to avenge the Japanese jounin.
He Taisui glanced at Qin Xuan and said with a smile, "Is this person mine?"
Qin Xuan looked calm and did not speak, his eyes continued to be lost in thought.
He was still wondering why his parents came here.
He felt that he seemed to have overlooked something very important, which puzzled him.
He Taisui didn't get a reply, but he smiled and said, "Your sword is pretty good, can you lend it to me?"
He interrupted Qin Xuan's thoughts, and the reply he got was Qin Xuan's cold voice.
"No borrowing!"
After being rejected, He Taisui was not angry at all, but sighed: "Oh, young people today don't know how to respect the elderly and the young!"
Then, he pointed a finger, and on a tree a hundred meters away, a branch was cut off by the innate power he exerted. Then, the innate power was like a thin rope, and the branch was absorbed.
in hand.
He Taisui held the branch, which was almost six feet long, and when he touched it with his fingers, all the leaves on the branch disappeared, leaving only a bare branch.
He looked at the angry Japanese strongman and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
The next moment, his figure disappeared. When his figure appeared behind the Japanese strongman, a whooshing sound was heard in the air.
On the branch, a wisp of blood was dripping from the tip to the ground, and the katana in the hand of the strong Japanese man was suddenly broken, and half of it fell on the scorched ground.
He Taisui smiled softly and glanced at those overseas powerful men.
"Who are you going to kill next?"
There was a muffled sound, and the Japanese name
A red line appeared on the strong man's neck, and then his head fell to the ground, with blood on the headless neck like a fountain.
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