"Xiao Tao, originally I wanted to clean you up in the ring, but unfortunately I don't have this opportunity, we can only fight here, and I can only finish you here. Fujiwara Ichiro glanced at the sword spirit and said coldly.

"I'm sorry, you didn't have a chance to end me, if you don't stop fighting and don't fulfill your promises, you, Japan's top martial arts genius, will be strangled here by me. Xiao Tao's tone was even colder, he moved the sword spirit in his hand slightly, the tip of the sword was aimed at Fujiwara Ichiro's body, and said coldly, "You also saw it just now, my secret technique is connected to the god master to hide, do you think you can resist it? I can let the weapon in my hand shoot out a murderous black mist in an instant, no matter how fast you are, you can't be as fast as a god master, do you think you can escape?"

Hearing this, a layer of cold sweat broke out in Fujiwara Ichiro's brain, Xiao Tao's secret technique, the black mist that connected the judges of the god realm couldn't dodge, he was only in the late stage of the realm, where did he dare to take Xiao Tao's move?

"You'd better stay still, so we still have a chance to meet in the ring, or you'll be a cold corpse in an instant. Xiao Tao said coldly, his eyes were cold, and the evil aura on his body rose like a monstrous sky, and the sword spirit in his hand was too close to Fujiwara Ichiro, which could be said to be against Fujiwara Ichiro's chest.

Xiao Tao's heart is locked on Fujiwara Ichiro, as long as he has any action from Fujiwara Ichiro, the spirit sword will not hesitate to spew out the Yuan Spirit Evil Qi, even if he can't harvest Fujiwara Ichiro's dog life, with the Yin and evil toxicity of the Yuan Spirit Evil Qi, he can also make Fujiwara Ichiro crippled or something, and his martial arts will be ruined from then on.

Yuan Ling's evil qi is helpless to pass the god master, it does not mean that there is no lethality to the master of Huajin, the sword spirit has said that it can kill the master of the middle stage of Huajin, although Fujiwara Ichiro is a master of the late stage of Huajin, and the Yuan Ling evil qi is either dead or injured.

Fujiwara Ichiro's face also turned pale, the distance between him and Xiao Tao was too close, the distance between the two was less than one meter, Xiao Tao's short sword was almost against his chest, he didn't dare to make a move. At a close distance here, as long as the short sword in Xiao Tao's hand spewed out black mist, he might not be able to escape the large range of black mist's attack, and he didn't want to bet on this one.

"If I can, I still want to settle our grievances in the ring, that is the fairest decisive battle in Bushido!" Fujiwara Ichiro quickly calmed down, he still preferred his previous idea and made a deal with Xiao Tao, but he looked at the big brawl and said helplessly, "But, can we still trade? We are already at war and can't turn back." ”

"Why can't you trade, why can't you turn back?" Although Xiao Tao's tone was cold, it was to induce Fujiwara Ichiro, "If you are not the puppet of the old man in Japan, you can have the final say, you are a top genius in Japan, you have this ability, unless that old man dares to kill you, then it is another matter." ”

"Be careful when you speak, my dignified young master of the Fujiwara family, is he a puppet of others?" Fujiwara Ichiro shouted, with infinite anger in his eyes, and he felt that Xiao Tao's words were an insult.

Xiao Tao ignored Fujiwara Ichiro's anger, so he continued to use the sword spirit against Fujiwara Ichiro, and shouted: "If you don't want Fujiwara Ichiro to die, stop me, otherwise you can only roll back to Japan with the corpse of Japan's top martial arts genius." ”

When those Japanese heard this, they hurriedly looked at Fujiwara Ichiro, and when they saw Xiao Tao using the short sword that forced the Japanese old man to retreat, they immediately panicked. Fujiwara Ichiro has a special identity, he is the pride of Japan, and he has the heavy responsibility of winning the Asian martial arts championship.

Although Sun Chuanzhong entangled the hands and feet of the old Japanese man, his strength was not as good as that of the old Japanese man, but he was suppressed by the old Japanese man, and was grabbed by the old Japanese man by an arm, and he was about to be injured by the old Japanese man.

Suddenly, Sun Chuanzhong felt his whole body loosen, he only felt the figure of the old Japanese man flashing, and he ran to Fujiwara Ichiro's side like a ghost, he didn't dare to slack off, and also ran to Xiao Tao's side.

The war stopped in vain, everyone stopped, the Japanese soldier and young man threw the gun in his hand to the ground, and walked towards Fujiwara Ichiro with a blue face, and the other two Japanese samurai also threw down their katanas, and the two Japanese onmyoji all approached Fujiwara Ichiro in spite of everything.

"Let me go, I'm the ambassador, you dare to be rough with me, be careful that I resist your government. Kuji Okamoto shouted, struggling in Shen Yong's big hands, but he could break free.

"Xiao Yong, let go of the ambassador. Xiao Tao said.

Hearing this, as soon as Shen Yong's hand was loosened, Kuji Okamoto escaped, and ran behind Fujiwara Ichiro in embarrassment, never daring to show his face again, after all, the battle here was not something he could participate in.

Sun Chuanzhong and others also surrounded him, surrounding Fujiwara Ichiro and others in the middle, Xiao Tao's sword spirit was still against Fujiwara Ichiro, and firmly held Fujiwara Ichiro hostage.

"Don't move, no matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than my secret magic can be released in an instant. Xiao Tao saw that the Japanese old man's eyes flickered, and immediately reminded him.

The old man of Japan was planning to use the technique of a surprise attack to quickly take away the short sword in Xiao Tao's hand and save Fujiwara Ichiro, but he was suddenly drunk by Xiao Tao and hesitated.

The old man in Japan found that Sun Chuanzhong was staring at him coldly, and he knew that his plan was about to be shattered, as soon as Xiao Tao was already vigilant, the surprise attack lost the opportunity, no matter how fast his speed was, it was not as fast as the black mist poisonous gas released by Xiao Tao in a thought. Second, Sun Chuanzhong has stood beside Xiao Tao, and he is watching out for it, even if he makes a move, he will be destroyed by Sun Chuanzhong.

The old man in Japan was very annoyed, Fujiwara Ichiro could die in the ring, but he couldn't have an accident outside, he was a dignified master who was actually blackmailed by Fujiwara Ichiro, and he was very aggrieved.

"Let go of Fujiwara Ichiro, or you'll all die here. The old man in Japan shouted angrily.

"Do you think we look like people who are afraid of death?" Xiao Tao said sarcastically.

The old man in Japan was so angry that his forehead was bruised, and he didn't dare to move, he looked around and found that Fujiwara Ichiro and other compatriots were looking at him, and the eyes of the others were not disrespectful, but Fujiwara Ichiro's eyes were full of anger, if he hadn't repented and broken his promise, and forcibly took action regardless of the overall situation, it would not have caused this situation.

"Put it to Fujiwara Ichiro, and I'll let you go. The old Japanese man said stupidly.

"You are a Japanese without credibility, you don't deserve any promises, you don't believe in you. Xiao Tao said coldly.

"And what do you want?" said the old Japanese man, suppressing his anger.

"I'm going to get my stuff back, it's what I've taken, and no one has ever dared to pay for it. Xiao Tao said.

"The hundred-year-old meat fruit is my treasure, you don't have to think about it, unless you have the ability to defeat me. The old man in Japan refused in one bite.

Xiao Tao already knew the urine sex of the old Japanese man, and he didn't bother to continue to tell the old Japanese man, but he just nodded at Fujiwara Ichiro and signaled that it was time for him to speak.

"Senior, give Xiao Tao the hundred-year-old meat puree, and I'll send you other treasures to compensate. Fujiwara Ichiro glanced at the old man in Japan and suppressed his anger, I really don't know how the Japanese martial arts world is doing? Can you do great things by sending a stingy ghost to be a judge?

"I don't want to. The old man stubbornly refused.

As soon as the words fell, the other Japanese all threw angry eyes at the old man in Japan, if Fujiwara Ichiro had any three strengths and two weaknesses, he would be indirectly harmed by the old man, they were afraid of the old man's realm, and they only dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

"This is the last dragon blood jade dew, I'll use it to repay your hundred-year-old flesh fruit. Fujiwara Ichiro reluctantly took out the dragon blood jade dew, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

"Dragon blood jade dew is a resource given to you by His Majesty the Emperor, a rare fruit of our country, you really gave him to the Chinese, have you considered the consequences?" The old man in Japan looked at the dragon blood jade dew, and his brows were furrowed.

"After I return to China, I will truthfully tell His Majesty the Emperor that the reason why the Dragon Blood Jade Dew was given to the Chinese is to repay your hundred-year-old flesh fruit, and then you can explain it to His Majesty the Emperor yourself." Fujiwara Ichiro said angrily, and handed the dragon blood jade dew to Xiao Tao.

Xiao Tao stretched out the dragon blood jade dew, his face showed a look of joy, but in his heart, he asked the old man of Japan a thousand times, for him, ten dragon blood jade dew is not worth a hundred-year-old flesh fruit.

The Japanese old man's urine, Xiao Tao was also speechless, it is unrealistic to forcibly snatch the hundred-year-old meat paste fruit from the Japanese old man, the Japanese old man is the strongest of all the people present, in case the Japanese old man is desperate, everyone will suffer.

Since you can't get a hundred-year-old flesh puree fruit, it's good to get the dragon's blood jade dew, this trip was originally for the dragon's blood jade dew, and it's not in vain to get it, anyway, it's a Japanese thing, don't don't want it in vain.

The Japanese old man is extremely stubborn about the hundred-year-old flesh fruit, Xiao Tao even suspected that the Japanese old man knew the secret of the century-old flesh fruit, but this idea was quickly dispelled, if the Japanese old man knew the magic of the century-old meat fruit, it would never be possible to take out the century-old meat fruit as a bet, and he would have been dedicated to the Japanese Onmyoji organization long ago.

The Japanese present looked at the dragon blood jade dew in Xiao Tao's hand, and their eyes showed a painful color, and even the Japanese old man saw that his eyes were red, the dragon blood jade dew was a rare thing in Japan, and it was taken away by Xiao Tao in vain, and no one was willing.

"Dragon blood jade dew for a hundred years of flesh fruit, it's too worth it!" Sun Chuanzhong laughed, his face full of joy.

Dragon blood jade dew can assist in strengthening the spirit and improving the strength in the body, while the hundred-year-old flesh fruit is to strengthen the qi and blood, although the qi and blood of the warrior are important, but they are far less important than the strength, and the strength is the first strength, as a pure martial artist, Sun Chuanzhong naturally understands this truth.

"Wait. The old Japanese man spoke.

"Old man, this dragon blood jade dew was given by Fujiwara Ichiro, and it has nothing to do with you. Xiao Tao said with a sneer.