"You just said that most of our Japanese magic powers are derived from your ancient Chinese Taoism. So, today, I'll let you see how the apprentice surpassed the master. ”

The middle-aged man slowly turned around and looked directly at the Taoist.

The expression on the Daoist's face suddenly changed greatly.

Because he saw the eyes behind the two transparent glasses, like death.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, and there were words in his mouth, this time, the speed was more than ten times faster than the previous time: Heaven and Earth, Xuanhuang Universe, Flood Desolation, Sun and Moon, Dawn, Chen, Lie, Zhang Han, Summer Harvest, Winter Tibet, Leap Age, Adult Law, Lu Tuneyang......

Before he could say the sword horn, he saw that the clothes on the middle-aged man gradually changed shape, from a suit to a dark suit, and his solemn and easy-going face was suddenly shrouded by a dark mask, revealing only two black eyes.

Those eyes were as sharp as knives, the deep marrow was like an ancient well, and the water waves were not rising, staring at He Daozhen.

He Daojun's manes quickly oozed fine beads of sweat, closed his eyes, frowned, and cheered up his spirit.

But seeing that the middle-aged man, his figure was unpredictable, and in a blink of an eye, he had already come to He Daojun, and his eyes were full of pity.

In an instant, the figure turned into three, and the snowy dagger in his hand flashed, and the three blades each stabbed fiercely towards the three-flower part on the top of He Jun's head.

At the moment of the first shot, I saw a pale golden light flash away, forcing the middle-aged man in Xuanyi to retreat a few feet.

He Daozhen opened his eyes, stood up in shock, hugged his fists and said: "I am not as good as others in my skills, I am willing to bow to the wind, thank you for your grace not to kill." When I decided to return to the mountain, I would repair it for another ten years, and I would not go down the mountain if I did not become a realm. ”

With that, he turned and walked off the platform.

However, from beginning to end, the middle-aged man in black did not move, let alone move half an inch.

Because, he knew very well in his heart that the knife in his hand was bounced back because of something.

It was an extremely faint golden light, and that golden light did not come from He Daozhen's body.

So where did he come from?

He is the current patriarch of the Hattori Hanzo clan and the successor of the ninja god.

In this world, there should be no one better at disguising himself and hiding himself than him.

But this person, he didn't feel his existence at all. Or, he simply doesn't know, if there is such a person.

This man is so elusive that he can't be called human.

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi on the stage is Hattori Hanzo Shincho, and his ancestor Hattori Hanzo Masanari, also known as Hattori Qianjun, is known as the god of ninjas.

At this time, Hattori Hanzo was as deep as an ancient well, and a trace of fear finally flashed in his eyes, and although this trace of fear was only fleeting, it still couldn't escape my eyes.

"Your name is Kamigakure, and you are a family of ninjutsu, and you think that your invisibility art is the best in the world, do you know that I am standing in front of you now? Do you know which one is me?"

The mad demon Kotaro didn't know why, so he jumped into the field and was back to back with Hattori Hanzo.

The two of them had a look of horror in their eyes, and carefully scanned all the spectators around the audience.

But everyone is so ordinary that there is no difference at all.

For the first time in his life, Hattori Kamigashi felt helpless and hopeless, only feeling as if he had fallen into a bottomless whirlpool, and the more he struggled, the more difficult it was to climb out, but the faster he sank.

At this time, a little white face jumped out of the crowd and slowly walked towards Hattori Hanzo's master and apprentice.

Hattori's eyes revealed a look of despair, however, the mad demon Kotaro brutally raised the butcher knife in his hand and threw it fiercely.

Everyone exclaimed, only to hear a soft sound, and the knife was in the heart of the little white face, and it didn't reach the handle.

Chen Dengfeng exclaimed, the boss with his mouth open, pointed and shouted at the middle of the field: "It's him, it's him, it's him." ”

Wang Zixuan was looking at Xing's head, and was slapped and beaten by Chen Dengfeng, so he was a little annoyed, pushed him, and said, "What nerves do you have, what is him?"

"It's him, he's going to change his face, he's going to change his face. ”

Wang Zixuan turned his head and glared at Chen Dengfeng like a fool.

The latter's jaw is almost dislocated.

The wind crazy Kotaro saw that the little white face was stabbed, and smiled arrogantly.

However, suddenly, the little white face moved, not only did he not die, but walked forward step by step, and the knife seemed to be nailed to a transparent object, and did not move at all.

Little Whiteface's body gradually passed through the knife and walked towards them.

On the man's face, the facial features gradually disappeared, and the new facial features grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a few moments, he had already turned into a surprisingly beautiful young man.

The boy grew up slowly, the contours of his face gradually hardened, and he soon became an angular and strange-looking young man.

The young man held a long sword with a whole body of turquoise in his right hand, like Kungang and jasper, and brushed a sword to cut the wind demon Kotaro into two pieces.

"Whoever kills young children will die. ”

Just when everyone was dazzled and shocked, their jaws were about to fall.

Hattori Hanzo was able to brush it, flashed, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Hmm, there was an exclamation.

Hattori Hanzo's figure had already appeared behind the young man.

"In the back, in the back. Everyone exclaimed again, and couldn't help but remind, at this moment, the sharp knife in Hattori's hand was already like fangs, revealing a sharp cold light, stabbing towards my neck.

I smiled slightly, not dodging or dodging, and a faint golden light suddenly appeared around me.

The blade slammed into the golden light, causing a string of sparks.

Hattori's shocked expression, before everyone could see it, they saw his body suddenly disappear into the air.

I smiled indifferently, in the sword field, the figure rotated rapidly, and after a while, I saw that a cylindrical aura was finally formed, and the aura was in the middle, in every aspect, there was a me, standing with the sword, as if with countless clones.

"Look, it's divided, it's divided," everyone clapped their hands, and Youcong couldn't help but cry excitedly.

"This is the ancient Chinese Taoism, this is the ancient Chinese supernatural power. He Daozhen burst into tears, trembling with excitement.

Chen Dengfeng opened his mouth wide, as if he didn't know me.

"That's Master Di, that's Master Di, Master Di is finally here. ”

"He's Master Di?"

"Who else can he have?" Master Di really has an extraordinary appearance, with the appearance of a fairy wind and bones. ”

"We are saved. ”

"Huaxia's face has finally been saved. ”

"I'll just say, how can we lose to little Japan, that's impossible. ”

Wang Zixuan looked at the field blankly, and groped for the scars of his ten fingers with his palms, and muttered to himself: "It's really a fairy character, it's just that I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, I knew that there was today, and I should worship him as a teacher at that time." ”