When the old man Wu killed all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, the high-level of the group of Iga ninjas in the belly of the mountain was completely shocked, and an old ninja hurriedly walked towards the place where Iga Ryu was retreating.

At this time, Old Man Wu had already come to the bottom of a cliff, and a middle-aged man of medium stature, ordinary appearance, and a little black and yellow face blocked Old Man Wu's way.

"Finally, someone with a bit of skill has come. Old man Wu still looked so cynical that he didn't take this middle-aged man in his eyes at all.

There are really not many opponents in this world who can make Old Man Wu look at him, and his target is the demon in the belly of the mountain with an endless evil aura.

This is also the reason why Old Man Wu walked out of China and killed Mount Fuji.

"There is actually someone who has become a blood god**, and he is also a Japanese. When Old Man Wu got this news from the Dragon Group, he couldn't sit still.

The old man of the martial arts is a supreme martial artist who has lived for hundreds of years, and he has a wide range of knowledge, and in the entire ancient martial arts world, no one can beat him, and he still knows such a magic skill as the blood god.

As soon as he stepped on Mount Fuji, he knew that this trip was not in vain, the devil had become a demon, and there was an evil and powerful aura emanating from the entire Mount Fuji.

So, the compassionate old man began his killing, to be honest, he didn't want to kill, but those ninjas kept jumping out, so he had no choice but to take action.

Low-level ninjas, killing them is like chopping melons and vegetables, without any sense of accomplishment.

"Who are you, and why did you break into our place!" said the middle-aged man with an ordinary-looking, medium-sized stature, wearing a tight black coat.

This guy spoke in Huaxia, although he was half-born and his accent was wrong, but Old Man Wu still understood the meaning of his words.

This middle-aged man's face was as heavy as water, and his yellow and black face had a grim look. He was holding a katana in his left hand, and his whole person was extremely powerful, like an unsheathed katana.

"I've heard that the scenery of Mt. Fuji is good, so I'm going to take a look, but it seems that I'm not very popular, old man!" said Old Man Wu with a shrug of his shoulders and indifferent.

"You ......" The middle-aged man's hand holding the knife tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "If you come to spread wild, then you have come to the wrong place." ”

"Really, what are you going to do?" Old Man Wu hugged his brother in both hands, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with interest, and smiled.

"I want you to die! Kill so many of us, do you think you can still get out of here alive?" The middle-aged man's words were not only cold, but also murderous.

Old Man Wu laughed even more happily, and he seemed to hear a joke that made him happy: "It's up to you, or call your best one to come out!"

The disdain and contempt in the eyes of the old man Wu is not disguised, although the middle-aged man in front of him has a good strength, but, in his opinion, he is not in the stream, not in the stream at all.

"Eight grids!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily, and the hand holding the knife in his left hand tightened violently, "Sonorous!"

Excited by the sword aura, a murderous aura suddenly enveloped the audience.

The middle-aged man's right hand was pulled, and the katana immediately turned into a shocking sword, making a sharp whistling sound, and slashing towards the old man like a dragon.

The sword qi was surging, and the cold sword wind blew the old man's white hair flying backwards, and his clothes grinned. The power of a knife should not be underestimated.

"Hmph! The martial arts of Huaxia are used by the Japanese people in this island country, and they even look like them!" Old Man Wu's thinking has not completely turned, in his time, the impression given to him by the people of the island country is that they burn and loot the Japanese in the coastal areas.

Old Man Wu grinned, there was no brilliance in his cloudy eyes, when the sword rushed in front of him, he pointed out with a relaxed and ordinary point, and then, the earth-shattering sword shattered, and then, Old Man Wu's body suddenly disappeared.

The middle-aged man only felt as if a breeze was blowing beside him, and then his consciousness instantly fell into boundless darkness.

Old man Wu appeared behind the middle-aged man in an instant, with his back to the middle-aged man, looking calm and breezy. "Sonorous!" the katana fell to the ground in several pieces.

"Bang!" the middle-aged man fell straight down with a pair of frightened eyes. Like the more than 300 ninjas who were killed by Old Man Wu, he didn't see how Old Man Wu made a move, let alone what kind of attack he had received, so he hung up.

"It's said that you don't get into the stream, hey! Killing these little shrimps is really boring. Old Man Wu was about to take a step, when he suddenly seemed to realize something, and his face became solemn.

At this moment, from the top of Mt. Fuji, a black shadow rose from the pitch-black crater like a demon cave, it was a young man with long silver and blood-red monstrous hair.

Evil, terrifying, and eerie fluctuations spread out of this young man's body, and a strange long hair danced wildly, and under the hair, a pair of demon-like eyes revealed a boundless fierce light, as if a demon king rushed out of hell.

On Mt. Fuji, blood clouds were suddenly surging, and blood waves were churning, and everyone felt a tremor from the soul, and great fear filled their hearts.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering bang, and a thunderclap sounded between heaven and earth, and the entire Mount Fuji seemed to tremble, and the next moment, endless blood-red light filled the heavens and the earth, and the demon shadow on the top of the mountain was instantly submerged in blood light.

At the top of the mountain, there is an endless red, and there is no other color.

"Haha...... You're finally out!" Laughing heartily, coming from under the mountainside, the sound didn't seem to be very loud, but it made the sky tremble.

Then, a streamer of light shot up into the sky, and like lightning, it swooped into the demonic light like a blood-colored sun on the top of the mountain. Immediately, angry roars rang out one after another, and a dull crash sound like thunder shook the entire sky.

In the endless blood light, the two figures moved rapidly, staggered again and again, and collided with each other, and the inhabitants of the villages and towns outside Mt. Fuji were all awakened, and they felt an infinite aura of terror, and heard a loud sound coming from the mountain.

Everyone rushed out of the house in unison, and then looked at Mt. Fuji in horror, only to see that the top of Mt. Fuji had been dyed with a layer of blood, and a monstrous demonic aura was surging there, and the terrifying aura was coming out from there.

Of course, ordinary people didn't know that it was the terrifying fluctuations that Iga Dragon erupted from, but in the eyes of these ordinary people, it was a strange blood cloud on Mount Fuji that they didn't know when.

The great war between the strongest is tragic, and it is never an exaggeration to describe it as earth-shattering. The blood cloud was surging, and the two streamers moved like lightning, unleashing a terrifying power full of destructive aura, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble violently.

"Haha...... Come on, come again!" Old Man Wu laughed, raised his hand and surged out one after another, rushing towards Iga Dragon.

Vast expanses of blood light shattered under the incomparable power, and the fierce energy was enough to shake the heavens and the earth and exterminate all tangible things.

"Damn old madman!" Iga Ryu shouted madly, his long hair turned bloody, and the blood in his eyes burst out of his sockets several feet long, and he shook his palms again and again, slapping out a terrifying palm like blood-colored rainbow light.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ......

The earth-shattering sound, the surging power, the heaven and the earth shook, and the extremely strong force collided, and what broke out was a dazzling light. Blazing light tore through the boundless darkness and illuminated the entire mountain.

The aftermath that came out of the mighty air formed a huge wave of air, making the air like a tornado, and the great pressure enveloped all directions.

Even though Old Man Wu and Iga Ryu fought in the air, it also affected Mt. Fuji below, and some rocks that had already been loose were shaken and rolled down the mountain.

In the belly of the mountain, where the base camp of the Iga ninja is located, all the ninjas who are cowering here are in fear. The immense, incomparable, and vast, coercion that originates from the spirit but has long surpassed the spiritual level, ignoring the many obstacles, enveloping the hearts of these ninjas.

All the ninjas in the Iga base camp felt as uncomfortable and depressed as if they had been pressed against a mountain, and there was a feeling that their spirits were about to collapse.

The suffocating coercion is at its peak, and the ninjas who bear the brunt of it are doomed to be unlucky, and this kind of mental blow makes them completely lose their qualifications to become the strongest.

At this moment, dozens of miles away, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and this aura was surging rapidly in the direction of Mt. Fuji.

Soon, a blood-colored rainbow light, like a meteor, swept across the sky and came close.

"Good boy, I didn't think you still had a helper!" Old Man Wu, who was fighting with Iga Long, changed his face when the blood-colored red light appeared in the sky.

He slammed back Iga Ryu with one palm, and looked at the visitor with a uncertain expression.

It was an evil aura, and its evil level seemed to be no less than that of the big demon in front of him, Iga Ryu, who was fighting with him.

The reason why the old man Wu took advantage of the night to touch Mt. Fuji was to destroy this Iga dragon who had cultivated into a blood god. The viciousness of the blood god ** is unimaginable, if the Iga dragon is not destroyed, then I don't know how many Chinese warriors will die under this blood god**.

The Japanese ninja world, but with the ancient Chinese martial arts world, there is a great grudge, for hundreds of years, the two sides have been fighting, fighting has not stopped for a moment.

Over the past hundreds of years, this hatred has become an irresolvable hatred like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger. It can only be ended if one of the two sides is destroyed by the other.

"Marcus, you're here just in time, let's kill this old man!" Iga Ryu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the comer, but when he saw the other party's embarrassed appearance, he was immediately stunned.