Everyone was stunned by this news.

In their eyes, there was incredulity and disbelief.

The god in their minds has fallen?

No way!

"Mr. Chiba Shichiro, he ...... He really ...... Is it really a saint?"

A young warrior shuddered, looked at the long-bearded man, and asked with a pained expression.

"It's sad news, but it's true!" said the bearded man.

"Impossible, how could our master be defeated at the hands of some of their medical gods? Chiba seniors are invincible, this is impossible, I don't believe ......"

"Ah......hh The Chinese people killed my idol, and I want to fight hard with them......"

"Although I don't want to believe it, this is indeed the truth I know, this is a shame, a shame for our Beichen, and a shame for the entire Fuso martial arts world!"

The long-bearded man happened to guide the emotions of these young warriors incomparably: "Blood debt must be tasted in blood, please practice swordsmanship hard, my generation will definitely set foot in China in the future, and Fu Jingyu will avenge the predecessors of Chiba in the future......."

He was so sad that he had to do it.

Because this is what Chiba Shichiro personally explained to him before he went to Huaxia.

"Blood Debt and Blood Taste ......"

"Blood Debt and Blood Taste ......"

……

Iga Ninja Village!

In a simple hut, two men sat opposite each other.

One was a man in black with a bald head and a few scars on his face, who looked very fierce, and the other was a thin old man whose age could not be seen clearly.

The old man was so old that his skin was so loose that it was about to fall off.

All of his teeth had fallen out, and it was difficult to even open his eyes.

"Chiba Shichiro Battle Fall, this is the death of my Fuso warrior!"

The bald man said in a sullen voice: "Chiba Shichiro has always been the god of our Fuso martial arts world, and he is a hero in our hearts, and now that he has died in battle, we Iga Ninja Flow can't turn a blind eye, I want to challenge Huaxia Fu Jingyu, if I win, it will prove that our Fuso martial arts are not vulnerable, if I lose, let me also die in his hands." ”

After listening to him, the old man opened his eyes with great difficulty.

However, the eyelids that were so loose that they drooped almost covered most of his pupils.

He looked carefully at the bald man in front of him and said, "It's very good that you can make such a choice, it is worthy of the pride of my Iga ninja, as a tennin, you need to stand up at such a critical moment!"

"Go, go and meet the strong man of Huaxia, I look forward to your return, at that time, I will personally wear the badge of the King of Ninja for you, even if you die in battle, it is also an honor, Chiba Shichiro has taken a road that no one has ever walked for the sake of Fuso martial arts world, and he made a choice that none of us have the courage to do, so he is a hero and the soul of our country

and so will you!"

"However, you should go to Koga Ninja Village, if Kawakami-kun is willing to join you, then the strength of the two of you will surpass Chiba Shichiro......"

The bald man fell to his knees, kowtowed three times, and then turned away without saying a word.

Syllable!

The door closed, and the oil lamp in the room went out with a swish.

"Do you know? Our predecessor Chiba Shichiro, the first swordsman of Fuso, died in Huaxia, my God, I really can't accept this sad news......

"Huaxia Fu Jingyu, Huaxia God of War Dragon Emperor, these are the two most powerful people in Huaxia, more than 20 years ago, Chiba predecessors once traveled east to Huaxia, wanting to conquer the Huaxia martial arts world with supreme swordsmanship, but Fu Jingyu stopped the pace of conquest, if it weren't for him, if it weren't for them, our god would have trampled the entire Huaxia martial arts world under his feet......"

"Princes of Fuso, do you have the guts, do you still have blood, if you are not a group of cowards, then go and seek justice for the Chiba seniors......"

"Kill Huaxia Fu Jingyu, kill Huaxia God of War, and take revenge ......"

The fall of Chiba Shichiro set off a storm of anger and hatred in Fuso.

This storm swept through the entire Fuso martial arts world.

As a result, the entire Fuso martial arts world was boiling!

One dojo after another, one genre after another stood up.

They hung a white banner at the entrance of the dojo and a portrait of Shichiro Chiba.

They all made a vow in their hearts.

In the future, he will definitely set foot in Huaxia and slash Fu Jingyu and the Chinese God of War!

……

The distant American continent.

Luxurious, but very dark inside.

A red wine glass was gently rocking at a very gentle angle, and the scarlet liquid inside the glass was swaying.

Holding this cup is a slender palm that is enough to make even women extremely jealous.

The owner of this palm sat on the couch with his legs crossed and his back to the door.

The person wears a fanged mask that covers the entire face of the person, and the true appearance is not visible.

Crunch!

The door to the room was gently pushed open, and a man walked in.

The man was extremely thin, wearing a white suit, and his blonde hair was formed into two or eight points, but it fit very softly.

He also wears a mask on his face.

Covers half of his face.

He walked in, bent his body slightly, and said softly: "Master, the news just came that the first swordsman of Fusang, Chiba Shichiro, crossed east to Huaxia and fought against Fu Jingyu, and was defeated!"

"Oh, that's interesting news!"

The person on the sofa spoke, but his voice was extremely magnetic, and he couldn't distinguish between men and women at all: "What about the Dragon Emperor of the Huaxia God of War?

According to the news, the legs of the Huaxia God of War Dragon Emperor were still paralyzed, so he didn't make a move. ”

"It's kind of interesting, but it's none of our business......" said the man on the couch slowly.

The man in white bowed slightly again.

According to normal times, he could leave after reporting the news, but this time he didn't, he stood where he was, wanting to stop talking.

"Say whatever you want. ”

"Master, Snow Maiden...... She ......" a look of pain appeared on the face of the man in white.

"What's wrong with her?" the tone of the man on the couch was still unhurried.

She ...... Rejected this mission!" After the man in white finished speaking, the pain on his face became even stronger.

"Oh?"

This time, the man on the couch was silent for a moment, and then said calmly, "Then what do you think should be done?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the man in white lit up, and he said without hesitation: "If the disciple wants to go to Huaxia in person, he will definitely kill the target requested by His Excellency the Earl, and then bring the Snow Girl back!"

After speaking, he lowered his head and waited for the master's decision.

The man on the sofa shook the red wine and stopped suddenly.

"So be it!"

"Yes!"