Dragon God Battle

Chapter 126 The Japanese Demon Gate (seeking flowers)
Yoshida Murano was like a puppet at the moment, numbly prostrated on the ground, and rolled to Xiaolong's feet, with a begging expression on his old face, but his body was already covered in blood and he was in a panic.

Zhang Yan sat on a chair, looking at the Japanese who had been tortured for several days, without any sympathy in her heart.Thinking of her leg injury, she stood up abruptly and stared fiercely at Yoshida Murano.

Yoshida Murano suffered inhuman torture these days, his trembling body did not dare to look into her eyes, he lowered his head and prayed silently, begging God to bless him.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through his bald hair, and Yoshida Murano raised his head instinctively, only to see a flash of knife light, "Ah", the huge pain made Yoshida Murano's eyes crack, and he looked at his bleeding eyes in fear. Legs, rolling on the ground in pain.

Yoshida Murano did not dare to look at the woman who cut off his legs, but lowered his head and wailed: "Please spare my dog's life!"

Xiaolong kicked Yoshida Murano out with one kick, and said coldly: "Damn, don't howl, since she chopped off your pig's leg and didn't let you die quickly, then you can bear it silently! Call again, I will kill you now!" Kill you."

Yoshida Murano had no choice but to endure the pain, covered his mouth tightly with his hands, and looked at the devil-like little dragon in fear, because he knew that the other party would definitely be merciless if he wanted to die now. I saw several men being tortured to death.But what else can I do now?The other party's original intention may be to slowly torture and kill himself and others.

Yoshida Murano looked at his bleeding legs heartbroken, and recalled his life. At such a moment, many past events came to his mind.Due to excessive blood loss, consciousness gradually became blurred, and the last thought was: "The biggest mistake in my life is to offend them. They are real devils, devils that can't be killed by missiles, and the vicious ones from China. devil."

A few days later, dozens of dying Japanese were killed, becoming the first batch of real dead in the Kowloon Ring.

After several days of recuperation, Zhang Yan's leg injury is almost healed.On this day, all the brothers gathered together again, Xiaolong said with a smile: "Brothers, we have wiped out the Miyamoto gang, and even the officers of the Self-Defense Force have been killed by us. It's time for us to return home. I don’t know what the chaos in the country is like! You continue to practice here, I will go out to find Zhuifeng first, and then find a way to return to China. Those who hid in the Jiulong Ring after the plane crash, as long as they are Japanese, will be killed now For the others, I will send them to Japan later.”

"Boss, will this be a problem, because they will definitely talk about the situation here when they go out, and that will expose your secret weapon, Boss." Haizi asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter, whoever believes their words is an idiot. After I knock them out and throw them on a barren mountain in Japan, maybe they themselves will think that everything is just a dream. Besides, no one will believe them." Xiaolong casually Said.

"Wow! This place has changed a lot, why are there so many people?" Xiaolong's figure instantly appeared on Mount Miyamoto, but at this moment it can only be called a valley.

Many soldiers are tightly blocking the area, and there are even more crowds outside.Xiaolong quickly blended into the crowd outside and slowly moved away from this place.

When it was evening, Xiaolong threw the passengers who had been in distress directly on a hill, and then fled.

Clothed in black, Xiaolong walked in the moonless night, and quickly blended in with the surrounding scenery. "What's going on, I've been out for almost half a day, why hasn't Zhuifeng come, it should be easy for him to find me!"

Xiaolong stopped and looked up at the dark sky. Suddenly, he felt his heart beating violently, and a feeling of uneasiness came to his heart.

"Did something happen to Zhuifeng, but he is a cultivator, he should be an absolute master here, but why do I feel vaguely uneasy in my heart! Zhuifeng said that the cultivation world once sent him a warning letter, could it be that he is a comprehensionist? The people in the world are attacking him now, or his enemy has found it." Xiaolong guessed in his heart.

Xiaolong closed his eyes, silently feeling the aura of all the masters nearby, hoping to find the trace of Zhuifeng, but after a few minutes passed, he found nothing, but the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.

Xiaolong opened his eyes violently, and the light from his eyes flashed across the darkness in front of him like a lightning bolt, "Something must have happened to Zhuifeng, but where is he?"

A bright light suddenly flashed in the eastern sky, "It's the light from the flying sword chasing the wind." Thinking of this, Xiaolong rushed forward fiercely.

"Someone is fighting, and Chasing Wind is also here." Xiaolong already felt the changes brought about by the nearby air, and immediately stepped up his pace, rushing to the depths of the mountain where the battle took place ahead.

When Xiaolong got close to the place where the battle was one thousand meters away, he felt the terrifying aura in the air. Zhuifeng seemed to be surrounded by four people, and he was rushing to kill them, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't get out of the four people encircled by .

When Xiaolong approached a few hundred meters, Zhuifeng's voice suddenly came from his ear: "Brother Long, don't come here, they are Japanese magic sects, equivalent to Chinese people from the cultivation world, you can't deal with them."

Hearing Zhuifeng's sound transmission, Xiaolong stopped immediately and looked at the four people surrounding Zhuifeng with cold eyes.

All 4 are dressed in black robes, and the weapons in their hands are even more strange. They look like weapons inside maces. It is also difficult to rush out quickly.

Chasing Feng suddenly stopped his movements, stood in the middle, and shouted: "Careful Talisman." In an instant, he threw 4 yellow charms from his hand, hitting the four of them like lightning.

"It's a spell, dodge quickly." One of them yelled loudly, and several of them backed away quickly, "Boom, boom~~boom" a strong explosion sounded, and the smoke instantly covered the place where everyone was fighting.

Zhuifeng's figure had already appeared beside Xiaolong, staring at the explosion site with a serious expression, and suddenly said depressedly: "The body is so fucking strong, you can't even die like this."

Xiaolong smiled coldly before asking, "How did you mess with them these days?"

Zhuifeng laughed and said, "I just picked some medicinal herbs on this mountain, and a few people in black robes jumped out and shouted at them. In a fit of anger, I drew my sword and killed them. A group of people came and surrounded me. I thought they were not from the Chinese cultivation world anyway. This is not China. If I used all my strength, no one from the Chinese cultivation world would trouble me, so I killed them. I had a great time. In the past few days, I have killed dozens of people from the Japanese Demon Sect. It’s just that the skills of these four people are not much worse than mine, so I fought them for 4 days and 2 nights. Don’t you think so? I know how annoying their formation is, and I can’t get out no matter what.”

Xiaolong nodded slightly, and suddenly asked: "What's the matter with your spell just now, why don't you use it more?"

Zhuifeng smiled wryly and said, "This is my last stock. Although it can't kill them, it probably can seriously injure them."

Just as Xiaolong was about to speak, Zhuifeng suddenly shouted: "No, it's fucking coming again."

Four people instantly appeared around the two of them like ghosts. They were obviously injured, but they all forcibly sprayed blood on their weapons and looked viciously at the two in the middle.

"Damn, what do you guys want?" Zhuifeng took out the language converter and shouted.

"You, steal our herbs and kill our disciples, one word, die. Our demon sect will not let you go. Quack, our elders will arrive soon, prepare to die!" one of them roared.

Xiaolong snorted coldly, walked forward slowly a few steps, and said in a cold tone: "You are a bird, I rely on you, a group of demons are here to shame you."

Chasing Feng laughed out loud, but the faces of the other party members changed wildly with anger, and they were extremely depressed by Xiaolong's words.

Although the corners of the mouths of the four were still bleeding, they all focused their eyes on Xiaolong at the moment, and the eldest of the four snorted coldly in his heart, "I'm just a mortal, but I dare to come here to be arrogant, I really want to die."

"Who are you? Don't you know that we are the Japanese Demon Sect? You dare to be arrogant with such a little strength. Do you not know how to write the word "death" at all? Haha." After the man finished speaking, several people were cruel Yin laughed.

A cold light flashed in Xiaolong's eyes, and he said loudly, "I am your grandfather, how dare your good grandson be disobedient."

"Looking for death." In the roar, the four attacked Xiaolong at the same time, Zhuifeng understood that Xiaolong naturally had a way to protect himself, and took the opportunity to shout and kill the four.

"Why did you disappear?" Those people suddenly realized that the other party had disappeared out of thin air, but the attacks of themselves and others were blocked by the master of the white figure.

(End of this chapter)