The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and countless traces of knife qi cutting appear on the ground of the foundation stone of the competition platform, and pieces of gravel are all over the sky, and the target is the ghostly figure.

The three innate double ninjas tried their best to curb Xiao Fan's speed, while Inutaro and another innate triple ninja used the arcane ninjutsu of nirvana.

Xiao Fan's face was like a thousand years of ice, without the slightest expression, repeating the leaves without sticking to his body, his internal strength was rapidly consumed, and he had already been hit hard, and he gradually felt weak.

"Hmph, Ninja Technique, Phantom Wind Walk!"

Seeing that Xiao Fan's speed had a tendency to slow down, the little Inu Taro couldn't hold back any longer, there were words in his mouth, the whole person seemed to be blurred, the speed increased sharply, and at the same time it was divided into three figures, chasing Xiao Fan together.

"It's coming!" Under the arena, the old Taoist priest looked heavy and whispered, and the momentum of his whole body gradually began to rise, and the powerful coercion made the originally empty surroundings a little more distance.

Even the innate triple Tianjiao existences such as ghosts and monks have some difficulty breathing, and they subconsciously retreat.

A discerning person can see at a glance that the old Taoist priest is ready to make a move! This is the result that many strong men have predicted before.

Just kidding, how rare is such a demonic genius? Many people know that the old Taoist has a great relationship with Xiao Ran, not to mention the old Taoist who is famous in the realm of martial arts, even if he is an ordinary master of the realm of martial arts, he will go out and save Xiao Fan.

As long as Xiao Fan is given time, Wuzun is already a certainty, as for whether he can continue to move forward and cross the broken martial arts path, no one can guess.

Crash!

The sound of waves crashing suddenly appeared on the competition platform, which attracted everyone's attention.

Looking up, another innate triple ninja, the ghost blade demon well, swept with a sword in his hand, and wave-like sword qi spread horizontally and horizontally, like a storm crashing on the shore, carrying an amazing aura.

The three innate double upper ninjas are also all their own tricks, the white, black and gray three-color sword qi spreads infinitely, and the gravel **** on the competition platform, together with the attack of the ghost blade demon well, blocks all the roads.

At the edge of the competition platform, Xiao Fan's figure is still ghostly, which makes people unreal, but every time he appears, three black shadows appear beside him, like maggots on tarsal bones, no matter how he moves, he can't get rid of it.

The martial artist was in an uproar, the little Inutaro's body technique can actually be compared to Xiao Fan's perfect leaves without touching his body, what kind of ninjutsu is this?

Snort!

The three swords without the slightest reflection were elusive, pitch black, as if the sunlight had been absorbed by it, chasing Xiao Fan or slashing or stabbing, making people's eyebrows jump.

Xiao Fan is not a martial artist after all, he has been seriously injured when he killed Oda Miyano, although he has an iron blade to protect his internal organs, and he still has internal strength to maintain, but after so long, Xiao Fan has still reached the limit.

After another flash appeared, Xiao Fan's internal strength had dried up, in the face of such a luxurious lineup, Xiao Fan used all his strength every moment, he had no sorrow or joy in his heart, there was only one thought in his mind, the limit, do his best.

The killing intent in the eyes of the little Inutaro was hot, and he also saw Xiao Fan's state at the moment, without the slightest hesitation, and stabbed with three jet-black knives.

"You dare!"

The old Taoist priest shouted, stomped on the ground under his feet, and the whole person was like the sun, carrying a powerful coercion to the competition platform, and the place where he was originally standing sank down a large piece out of thin air, and the spider web-like crack spread to a meter away.

However, it was too late.

The old Taoist priest shot quickly, but he couldn't be as fast as the pitch-black knife of the little Inutaro.

Brush!

Taidao and Xiao Fan staggered by, and the little dog Taro laughed loudly, and blood splattered on Xiao Fan's chest.

Xiao Fan turned around slowly, looked at the little Inutaro indifferently and laughed, but did not say a word.

"What?"

The little Inutaro changed color, all like this, Xiao Fan still did not have the slightest pain between his eyebrows, and the expression on his face was still cold.

Staring at Xiao Fan's blood-red eyes, suddenly, the little Inutaro seemed to remember something, and when he looked down, a blood hole appeared in his heart, and blood trickled out.

Not only him, but the other four innate double ninjas did the same, their bodies stopped, and then they fell down with a bang.

"Lao Tzu killed you!"

The old Taoist priest had arrived at this moment, his eyes were split, and a huge palm appeared out of thin air, completely composed of internal strength, and slapped towards the little Inutaro like a god.

At this moment, the little Inutaro actually felt that his whole body was imprisoned in place, as if he had been pointed, he maintained the posture of the knife and remained motionless, and the knife qi that had just been cut out was like snow in the sun, melting and disappearing in an instant.

Looking at the huge palm that appeared in the air, the fear in the little Inutaro's heart was infinitely magnified, and he used all his strength to only have time to shout a word of no, and was slapped into the ground of the foundation stone of the tournament by the huge palm of the old Taoist.

There was a loud bang, the old Taoist priest shot out angrily, and a giant palm print appeared on the competition platform, sinking more than a meter deep, and the little Inutaro was slapped into meat sauce, and the blood flowed, staining the entire palm print.

The other congenital triple ghost blade demon well was extremely frightened, he glanced at Xiao Fan deeply, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, he had already gotten off the competition platform, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

The old Taoist priest was furious and furious, but everything was already a foregone conclusion.

The four congenital double shinobi, the little Inutaro, all died, but the ghost blade demon well escaped alive.

The breeze blew, everything was calm, and everyone was petrified on the spot.

Xiao Fan really fought to the last moment, and many peak powerhouses in the realm of Wuzun could see clearly, Little Inutaro, the fatal injury was a bloody hole in the heart, not killed by the old Taoist.

It can be said that there are a total of nine ninjas, and eight were killed by Xiao Fan!

This strength is incomparably dazzling!

"Xiao boy, are you okay? You must not be fine, otherwise your father will not be able to spare me!" The old Taoist priest looked at Xiao Fan covered in blood, and his heart ached.

If Xiao Fan really had an accident, the hope of the martial arts path would be completely shattered!

"Old Dao...... Xiao Fan's blood-stained and handsome and evil face suddenly bloomed with a handsome smile, "Catch the ducks on the shelves, the master is not finished with you." ”

Under the sun, Xiao Fan's figure staggered, and then lost his strength, and fell back, his blood-red eyes closed together at this moment.

The old Taoist priest hugged Xiao Fan and gently wiped the blood on Xiao Fan's face, trembling all over, and the old tears were all over the place.

"Ahh

"No!"

Su Zixuan was heartbroken and hysterical!

All the Chinese warriors were moved, and many female warriors couldn't help but shed crystal tears.

Cai Miao and the other Xiao Fan's brothers burst into tears, their nails pierced deep into their palms, and blood flowed out, but they didn't realize anything.

Tang Chuqiu stood there stupidly, and he couldn't react.

His biggest enemy in this life! Xiao Fan, who is so evil that it makes people fearful, invincible that makes people desperate, Xiao Fan, who is only twenty-two years old and has reached the congenital triple, Xiao Fan, who challenges the nine top ninjas of the Japanese Kingdom, died like this?

(End of chapter)