The clouds were light and the wind was light, and no one noticed this person in the sky, this was a strange person, although he was bathed in the golden sunset, he still couldn't hide the demonic aura on his body.

"Not good!" Suddenly, where the window was on the second floor, Zhuo Fan shouted, closed the wooden box with one hand, and a huge and boundless force surged out of his body, shaking everyone and Chiba Masaharu in front of him.

At the moment when Boss Tsuru and others and Masaharu Chiba were shocked out of the building, "boom!", the heavens and the earth seemed to collapse all at once, and the entire three-story wooden pavilion-like building collapsed, and the beautiful kimono women inside didn't even have time to scream, they were squeezed into a blur of flesh and blood, and the dust went straight to the sky.

A terrifying wave of energy swept out in all directions, carrying overwhelming fragments in all directions. The guards on the periphery of the pavilion were all swept away with screams, and when they were in the air, a puff of blood mist erupted, and the screams stopped abruptly. But it was a man in the air, who had been shot out of pieces, and his body had been shot into a sieve, full of holes, and did not look like a human form.

These swept fragments were even more terrifying than the bullets fired by heavy machine guns. At this moment, more than ninety percent of the guards arranged by Masaharu Chiba died. Of the remaining 10%, more than half were seriously injured, and it can be said that the entire army was wiped out.

Boss Crane and the others were suddenly shocked by Zhuo Fan, and now they were taken aback, but the next moment, it was another vast and terrifying, and eerie and evil aura instantly hit their hearts, making them feel shocked.

Before a thought could be turned, everyone was directly shocked by an even more powerful force, and the people were greatly impacted in the air, and they all spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It was precisely because of the first shock that the terrifying energy fluctuations that erupted when the pavilion collapsed at that moment were fortunately avoided by everyone.

Chiba Masaji smashed directly into a hot spring dozens of meters away and fell unconscious, but Long Ying, Crane Er, and Duanmu Old Man smashed into a maple forest next to the pavilion.

The most unlucky, but to count the fat crane boss like a pig and the strong like an ox Mu Tuhong, the two of them were brothers and sisters, and unfortunately, smashed on the low mountain dozens of meters away.

The moment these two guys hit the low mountain, the whole low mountain shook twice, and it was almost knocked out, which shows how powerful the impact is.

It is precisely because of this that Boss Crane and the others avoided the impact of the overwhelming wave of debris and picked up a life.

And Zhuo Fan, who shook everyone out at the moment when the pavilion collapsed, was not so lucky, and he was directly crushed in the ruins.

In the smoke and dust that rushed to the sky, debris flew, and a strange figure was swept away from the sky and dust, slowly descending from the air, without how powerful the momentum was, no terrifying power fluctuations, but it gave people an infinite depression, which directly acted on the depression in the hearts of everyone.

It was as if a demon had descended, making the Crane Boss and others who had escaped death frightened and panicked. An evil smile appeared on this face as pale as a dead man, and this smile made people cold from the beginning to the bottom of the board.

The blood-colored long hair is windless, but the eyebrows are shaped like two broad beans, gathered on both sides of the eyebrows, without eyebrows, and then look at the lips, but there is a little vermilion, which ...... It seems to be a priest who was worshiped in ancient Japan.

"This is ......" Boss Crane lay in a cold mess of stones, looked up, his face was fat, and now there was no trace of blood, his eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were open to protrude from his sockets, and he looked shocked.

He felt a hint of familiarity from this guy who suddenly killed from somewhere.

"Hehe, it's you, you all deserve to die!" The man descended from the sky very slowly, and by now, his body was still about twenty or thirty meters above the ground.

However, his cold words made the people present seem to have fallen into an ice cave, and their whole body couldn't help but shiver, and cold sweat broke out.

"Boom!" At this moment, the ruins under the man suddenly exploded, and a fierce force suddenly erupted like a volcano about to erupt, and among the debris that shot out from the sky, a bright figure rose into the sky, reaching twenty or thirty meters into the air.

"Hey, you're not dead?" the demon seemed to be surprised, he didn't expect that there were still people alive in this pavilion, he thought that he should be able to kill all the people inside with a blow he just had.

"Roar! I want Lao Tzu to die, but it's not so easy!" It was a slender white-faced middle-aged man with a bright aura on his body, I saw him shout, and a dragon-like sword light rushed up on his waist, and then his hands swiped and pulled, "Hum!" A sword roar, a sword light suddenly divided into seven sword rays, like a shocking rainbow, slashing towards the demon.

One sword and seven kills, there was a trace of scarlet blood hanging from the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth, and as soon as he made a move, it was the strongest sword move he could perform. Zhuo Fan's momentum was like a rainbow, the sword light was like electricity, and in an instant, the seven death sword lights killed the demon in front of him.

Three of the sword rays even detoured behind this demon, and the seven sword lights actually sealed this demon and cut off all his back roads.

However, the demon who was surrounded by the sword light, on his miserable white face, suddenly showed a strange smile, and the next moment, it was a "Huh!", and disappeared from the encirclement of the seven sword lights.

Almost at the same time, an extremely dangerous aura instantly enveloped Zhuo Fan, and then, that demonic guy actually appeared directly in front of Zhuo Fan, less than a foot away.

"This person is ......" Zhuo Fan was taken aback, but he didn't have time to think about it, the demon's right leg moved, and he had already kicked him in the chest.

One word, "Quick!" was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and a thing wearing clogs and white socks left a faint trace in the void, which was vaguely captured by Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan didn't think about it, and suddenly crossed his hands in front of him, and then, he felt that his arms were bombarded by a thousand pounds of hammer, and a force so powerful that it seemed to be unstoppable instantly pressed his arms to his chest, and that force directly shocked his chest through his arms.

The silent leg directly shook the body protection qi on Zhuo Fan's body and collapsed instantly, Zhuo Fan simply didn't have any power to fight back, he couldn't even dodge, and was directly kicked away by this extremely strange guy, like a meteorite, and hit the low mountain.

"Boom!" The dwarf mountain shook, and a terrifying hole appeared on the incomparably hard mountain wall, and Zhuo Fan actually smashed directly into the dwarf mountain.

"Hmph! The guy who doesn't measure his strength dares to shoot a sword at me, isn't this looking for death?" The man stood in the void, looked coldly at the hole in the mountain wall, and said lightly.

At the moment when Zhuo Fan was kicked away, the remaining six sword lights suddenly collapsed and disappeared, revealing a brilliant sword.

"Hmm, this sword is good!" the man volleyed towards the coiling dragon sword that was falling from the sky, and the coiling dragon sword immediately froze in the air, and then as if there was a transparent invisible silk thread, dragging it, it flew upside down towards the man.

Just as the Panlong Sword was about to fall into the hands of that man, the Panlong Sword suddenly made a "buzz!", and it turned in the air and projected towards the hole in the mountain wall.

The man's brows furrowed, and for the first time he was moved: "He's not dead yet? A look of confusion flashed across the demon's face, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Originally, when he saw this person kicking Boss Zhuo away with one move, Boss Crane and the others were already depressed and worried about their lives, but when they suddenly saw this scene, they couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

However, the demon who kicked Zhuo Fan was a little unhappy, and he was obviously very unhappy that he didn't kick Zhuo Fan to death.

"If you don't die with one kick, then kick one more. This man smiled lightly, and was about to take one step to completely kill Zhuo Fan, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head sharply to look at the east, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Demon, look where you are fleeing!" A roar of anger suddenly came from the eastern sky, although the voice did not have the majesty of thousands of horses galloping, nor did it shake the heavens and the earth, but this voice was full of supreme majesty, like a peerless king, looking down at the ants at his feet.

"You dead old ghost, you chased me for three days and three nights, do you say I'm really afraid of you?" The demon man in a white kimono with a face as white as paper was a little shocked and frightened when he heard this voice.

"Roar! It's not that you're afraid of me, why are you running away!" The demon's low scolding voice was actually heard by the person in the east.

"Sure enough, it's an old ghost who doesn't go away!" The demon didn't care about killing Zhuo Fan, so he turned around and fled. Although he said that he was not afraid, it was obvious that he was still afraid of the person in the east who was approaching quickly.

Turning into a strange blood light, the demon fled a hundred zhang away in an instant, and the speed was evident. The blood light only flickered a few times before disappearing into the western sky.

At this moment, a silvery white stream appeared in the sky from the east, like a meteor crossing the sky, and it took less than three seconds to appear and come closer. The speed of this streamer does not seem to be much inferior to that of the demon's blood escape. However, this silver-white streamer is righteous but not evil, and it exudes a comfortable heroic righteousness.

"Huh!" The streamer instantly shot at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it instantly shot on the pavilion that had become a ruin, and at this time, Boss Crane and the others had already climbed up everywhere.

"Hmph, is that a few of you?" In the streamer, an old man clearly came out. There are not many old people in the world who can fly in the sky, except for the guy behind the Western Holy See, there is no third one.

This old man is none other than Old Man Wu. The person who was chased and killed by the old man was the first master of the Iga school who was defeated by the old man Wu on Mt. Fuji, Iga Ryu.

This Iga Dragon is very cunning, and he has cultivated the Blood God ** to the realm of Great Perfection, and his strength is not below the old man Wu, so it is difficult for the old man to kill him in a short time.

This Iga Dragon is good at killing, he is a full murderous demon king, when he is evading the pursuit of the old man Wu, he even sends out his attack to Jiahe from time to time, this time, Zhuo Fan and others can be said to be extremely unlucky. This Iga Ryu actually didn't know that Zhuo Fan and the others were also in this Koga school property.

Of course, Iga Ryu killed people from this island country, and it didn't matter if the old man Wu didn't care, on a few occasions, he could even stop Iga Ryu from killing people from the Koga faction, but he always stood by coldly and didn't make a move.

However, this does not mean that the old man Wu will let Iga Long go, after all, Iga Dragon's threat to the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia is too great, if this demon runs to Huaxia, then there will be more people who will die.

"I've seen the old-timers!" Zhuo Fan also walked out of the terrifying hole in the mountain wall at this time, only to see that the cloak was scattered, and the clothes that went up the mountain were gone, obviously shattered by Iga Long's kick. He had a dark black quaint "belt" wrapped around his waist, which was the coiled dragon sword that was almost snatched by Iga Dragon.

Zhuo Fan's arm muscles have burst open, and a pair of small arms are even more bloody and blurry, but after his body is strengthened by the medicine of M23, the speed of automatic repair of the body is very amazing, and the arm that has been hit hard has no blood oozing out.

Without any medicine, without any acupuncture points, just with the surge of the body, the terrifying wound that burst on Zhuo Fan's arm stopped the flow of blood.

"You guy is very good, hmm! I didn't expect that Nangong Chu's kid to give you the Panlong Sword. Old Man Wu's gaze swept over Zhuo Fan's body, but his gaze stopped at the "belt" around Zhuo Fan's waist, and his eyes revealed a trace of surprise.

Suddenly, Old Man Wu's nose flapped a few times, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he had noticed something. Then I saw him stretch out his right hand and press it down on the ruins below.

"Canopy!", the ruins exploded, and then, I saw an object rising from the dust and falling into the hands of the old man Wu.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that there is such a good thing here!" It was a dark black box, a wooden box, but miraculously it was not destroyed in the pavilion and became part of the ruins.

"That's ......" Zhuo Fan and the others couldn't help but jump when they saw the box in the hand of the old man Wu, this rectangular box that was one foot wide and two feet long was no longer familiar to them.

What was in the box, Zhuo Fan and the others were even clearer, but ...... At this time, this box fell into the hands of the invincible martial artist. Can they still get the box back?