The originally arrogant minions of the Ghost Head Alliance and the Inagawa Society, in front of Qinglong's dominating posture, seemed to have lost the fighting spirit just now, and their expressions were depressed.

"If you don't have the will to fight, you don't even have the qualifications to let me use the sword, it's really boring!, let me send you on the road with a few tricks!" Seeing this situation, Qinglong couldn't help but be disappointed, he was almost at the top of the battle with Chen Yufeng a few days ago, and the others were a group of wine bags and rice bags!

Master loneliness!

Qinglong stood on top of the boulder, frequently using the seal of the immovable Ming King, and it was undoubtedly the right choice for him to use the nine-character mantra if he decided not to draw his sword. Suddenly, the overwhelming "Lin" character print made the black-clothed ninjas and members of the Ghost Shou Alliance present wail, and this almost crushing battle made Hua Xiangrong and Sister Mei, who were watching the battle, tremble.

"It seems that you still have reservations about the battle with me. Chen Yufeng also admired Qinglong's strength, fortunately, his battle with him was not a battle of life and death, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

"But why should I fight with all my might!"

Maybe even Chen Yufeng himself doesn't know where his limit is, and as the second disciple of Shushan, how low will his strength be?

"Even if your strength is heavenly, the elites of our Ghost Head Alliance will not be afraid of you!" Ghost Emperor Ghost Wood roared, and then slashed at the position of the green dragon with the black dagger in his hand, and a sharp sword aura suddenly slashed towards the green dragon with amazing power.

"Nice knife spirit, but still not enough to see. The green dragon jumped up, dodged the sword qi, and only heard a "bang", and the boulder was split in half!

"Call the ghost emperors in your alliance to come, they can play with me, you are really bad!" Qinglong gathered his qi into a blade, and in the stunned eyes of the ghost wood chief, he cut off his left arm.

"Ahh

The Oniki Chief let out a miserable scream, this miserable pain he hadn't experienced for a long time!

"Do you want to leave your right arm, Qinglong, should I thank you or hate you!" Chen Yufeng sneered, raised his Minghong Knife and slashed out three sword qi towards the Ghost Wood Chief.

"Flutter!" Facing the three sword qi, the ghost wood chief hurriedly grabbed the three ghost masters around him as shields, and the result can be imagined, the three ghost masters were killed in an instant!

"It's really ugly! Ghost Wood Chief, you really lost your identity as the Ghost Emperor! You don't deserve to live in this world! Now it's up to me to give you a ride. "Chen Yufeng was extremely ashamed of what the Ghost Wood Chief did just now, he cut down a ghost general who tried to sneak attack him, and then bullied himself up, wanting to cut off the Ghost Wood Chief!

"Someone, stop him!" Facing Chen Yufeng, who was like a killing god, the Ghost Wood Chief hurriedly shouted, but unfortunately, what he did just now had already chilled the hearts of other members of the Ghost Leader Alliance, and Chen Yufeng's fierce gods and evil spirits made it really difficult for them to resist.

"Flutter!" Chen Yufeng raised his knife and cut off the right arm of the ghost wood chief, and at this moment, the dignified ghost leader alliance ghost emperor became an armless "disabled person"!

Ghost Wood Chief's face was extremely pale, he endured the severe pain, regardless of the blood that was gradually dripping from him, he ran away! Chen Yufeng glanced at him disdainfully, and kicked the katana on the ground towards Oniki Chief's back, the speed was so fast, the strength was amazing, and the katana hit Oniki Chief's back impartially!

The ghost tree staggered forward a few steps, then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he knelt down like a blood-soaked sunset, gradually losing his breath.

"Xingmeng, I've avenged you!" Looking at the corpse of the ghost wood chief, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but sigh.

In this world, only an unrelated brother like Chen Yufeng can do this! Pity Xingmeng will definitely be very happy to hear this news!

Qinglong took this scene in his eyes, chuckled, recited a mantra of the third king of the Ming Dynasty, and used the Donkey Kong wheel seal. This word "soldier" suddenly took the lives of three black-clothed ninjas!

Looking at the frightened Inagawa Hui ninja, Qinglong couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that after this battle, the Fujiwara family has really declined, and the Inagawa Society is over." It seems that I have time to take a trip to Japan, how can there be one or two martial arts talents in this remote place!"

Once the enemy loses the will to fight, then the battle is boring. Qinglong could no longer endure this kind of "low-level" battle, and recited the words "fight" and "one" in a row, and the rest of the black-clothed ninjas were killed in an instant!

"Chen Yufeng, you take that female star first, and I'll help you this time. Qinglong shouted to Chen Yufeng.

"Then I'll thank you first!" Chen Yufeng thanked him, shouted to Hua Xiangrong and the others, and then left quickly. Left with a battle that no longer has suspense.

In a building not far away, a slightly handsome middle-aged man is watching all this, watching a unique performance like a spectator.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Qinglong, you're getting more and more like a door master!" the middle-aged man sighed.

At this moment, a young man came over with heavy footsteps, covered in blood. The ancient sword in his hand is particularly conspicuous, this person is the lone sword!

"Aren't you still giving up? Although your strength is good, it is still too tender for me. Maybe that Sharmamas bastard can play with you. Oh no, you're a little stronger. The middle-aged man said lightly.

"I will never let you go and let you be unfavorable to the door master!" Although Lone Sword was seriously injured, the murderous aura on his body did not weaken in the slightest.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha! Interesting, really funny! If you knew my identity, you probably wouldn't have said such stupid things! I am a priest! The person closest to God! You are a mortal to me! Mortals will never be able to fight against God!"

This middle-aged man is none other than Luo Long!

"Then you are really a pathetic god! I just saw the filth in your eyes! A person like you will never know the meaning of the word brother!" There was a flame burning in Lone Jian's eyes, and this flame was brotherly love! He still remembered the words that Chen Yufeng shouted when he burned down the headquarters of the Axe Gang:

"They are not my subordinates, they are my brothers Chen Yufeng!"

This sentence will be remembered for the rest of my life.

"Ridiculous!"

Luo Long scoffed at this. "I want you to know that in the face of absolute strength, your ridiculous brotherhood is just a papier-mâché window, which can be broken when you stab it!" After speaking, Luo Long walked towards the lone sword step by step, with a terrifying momentum!

Lone Jian clenched Zhan Lu in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Even if I die in battle, I will never take a step back!"

I know that the enemy is strong and I am weak, but I also face the difficulties. Some people say that this is a moth fighting a fire and killing itself! But this depends on the reason for "putting out the fire." Sometimes, isn't it courage for a moth to fight a fire?

……

The battle on Qinglong's side was almost over, and looking at the people who were already close to despair, Qinglong couldn't help but sneer:

"The killing that is happening today is caused by you scum who don't know the height of the sky. I hope you remember one thing before you die. Those who offend me in China will be punished even if they are far away!"