Chapter 578 Japanese Secret Technique, Blood Blade
"Fake!"
The man in black couldn't help but curse angrily to cover up his inner fear.
Is that human being?
Four elites were instantly killed in just one encounter, and two stone lions weighing at least a thousand kilograms in total were crushed into powder.
It has made these Japanese murderers frightened.
"retreat!"
The man in black shouted, made a retreat gesture and prepared to run away.
"come over."
Zi Ri spoke indifferently.
Before the eight men in black could run a few steps, the suction behind them surged, as if an invisible hand picked them up and threw them behind them.
The evil spirit of the corpse surged.
Boom! Boom! Boom... One after another, the killers in black exploded.
Before the bloody foam in the sky even hit the ground, it was swallowed up by the evil spirit of the corpse, and all of it was swallowed up by the purple sun.
As a Tiansha Corpse Puppet, Ziri's own combat power is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Realm, but he cannot fully exert all his strength.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Ziri stood there, her calm eyes suddenly looking towards an open space behind her, staring here without blinking.
"I see you."
Zi Ri spoke in a deep voice.
No one responded, and there was no ripple in the open space where his eyes were.
But Zi Ri remained unmoved, instead taking steps and strolling towards that side.
When he was within ten meters of the open space.
There was a ripple in the space.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Three gear-like hidden weapons suddenly appeared out of thin air, shooting towards Ziri's throat with a chilling look, at a very fast speed.
Almost at the same time.
Takasaki-kun revealed his figure, holding two daggers in both hands and attacking forward.
"Ding ding ding..." The three hidden weapons made crisp sounds when they landed on Zi Ri, unable to break through his defense.
Takasaki-kun sensed the threat as he rushed towards him, his cold eyes narrowed, he threw the dagger in his hand and stopped suddenly.
"Bang!"
Ziri stamped his foot on the ground, and with the sole of his foot as the center, cracks opened up on the ground within a radius of ten meters.
"idiot!"
"The information is wrong!"
Mr. Takasaki's face was as gloomy as ink.
According to the intelligence of the Mitsui Group, Tang Xuantian controls the Xuantian Group and has many guards.
To this end, the Mitsui Group specially dispatched many experts from China, and even myself, who is a member of the Maple Leaf Killer Organization, came here in person.
who knows.
Now even before Tang Xuantian's face could be seen, the rest of the elite army had been wiped out.
"Chinese, you forced me to do this!"
In Takasaki-kun's dark eyes, there was a breathtaking coldness.
He reached his shoulders with both hands and pulled out two slender samurai swords from his back.
There were two samurai swords, one long and one short, especially the short sword, which was blood red and emitted strong waves of killing intent.
Whoa! Two sword lights lit up in the darkness, piercing Ziri at a tricky angle.
"Ding——" Mr. Takasaki felt the force coming from his hand, and his brows suddenly raised.
Still didn't break the defense! "Damn it, what the hell are you?"
Mr. Takasaki's eyebrows were beating and he was staring at Ziri.
Suddenly, a fierce look flashed across his face, he picked up the long sword and opened a wound on his left wrist.
Blood immediately flowed out, continuously flowing down his wrists and palms.
"Buzz!"
The short blade held in the palm of his left hand emits a strange blood glow after absorbing the blood.
"Shogunate Blood Blade!"
Takasaki-kun laughed ferociously, his eyes instantly turned red, and energy and blood surged throughout his body.
Whoa! The figure flashed, leaving a bloody afterimage on the spot.
When he used the secret technique, both his speed and strength were several times stronger, especially his pair of terrifying bloody eyes, which were even more breathtaking.
The bloody blade is in hand.
Takasaki-kun appeared behind Zi Ri like a ghost and wiped it towards Zi Ri's throat silently.
The 'Shogunate Blood Blade' is the trump card of the Maple Leaf Killer organization. Relying on this secret technique, the ninjas can burst into powerful strength.
It is precisely because of these secret techniques that the Maple Leaf Organization can steadily become one of the top ten killer organizations in the world.
"Die!"
Takasaki-kun's eyes were beating with excitement, and he was extremely looking forward to the wonderful scream of blood splattering later.
But the next moment.
"Bang——" The blade slashed at Zi Ri's throat, and the sound of gold and stone colliding was heard again.
"What!!"
Excitement suddenly appeared on Takasaki-kun's face. He stared blankly ahead and performed the secret technique of the Shogunate's Blood Blade.
Still unable to break through the defense! It can only leave a faint mark on the opponent's skin! "This is impossible!"
Takasaki-kun's face was full of disbelief.
Ziri didn't talk nonsense, and didn't care about the sharp blade across his throat. He just slapped it with his backhand.
Mr. Takasaki's eyebrows were beating, and he was using his secret technique, holding two thin swords in front of him.
"Bang!"
"Crack——" "Crack——" The two thin swords broke inch by inch, and Takasaki-kun was thrown away as if being hit by a train.
"Pfft."
Takasaki-kun spat out a large mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked desperately at the burly young man coming over.
suddenly.
Zi Ri's figure stopped, clasped his fists and bowed forward: "Master."
Takasaki-kun was stunned for a moment.
But soon, he discovered that the other party was not worshiping him, but someone suddenly appeared behind him.
"Well, not bad, well done."
"When you encounter someone who deserves to be killed, you should act resolutely and show no mercy."
A faint laugh sounded from behind.
Takasaki-kun twisted his neck with difficulty, and then he saw a younger man appearing behind him at some point.
Even he, a ninja killer who was good at hiding his whereabouts, didn't notice it at all.
"A killer sent by the Mitsui Group?"
Tang Ming lowered his head and looked at Mr. Takasaki, and said with a slight smile: "The way you are dressed is similar to the ninjas in the comics."
Takasaki-kun didn't reply.
The ninjas of the Fuso Kingdom have existed since ancient times and have been spread in various historical records. Because of their mystery, they have gradually become a frequent visitor in comic novels.
"Can you understand Chinese?"
Tang Ming continued to ask.
Takasaki-kun didn't want to answer at first, but he felt a palpitation in his heart and nodded quickly.
"Okay, I'll tell you, listen."
"You go back and tell the Mitsui family that Mitsui Narumi's fate is his own fault. If you, the Mitsui family, dare to continue sending killers here, you will never end."
"Believe me, I don't care how deep your Mitsui family's background is, it's all bullshit in front of me."
"Don't think that China is a small island like yours, nor is it a place where you can do whatever you want."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
After saying that, he suddenly pointed out his finger and pointed it directly between Takasaki-kun's eyebrows.
"Pfft--" Mr. Takasaki spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
"Relay what I just said to the Mitsui family."
Tang Ming said calmly: "Get out of here quickly."
A flash of ecstasy flashed through Mr. Takasaki's heart. He did not expect that he would still be alive. After hearing this, he stood up and ran down the mountain.
Tang Ming looked at his embarrassed back, his eyes as cold as looking at a dead person.