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"You go quickly, Steward Kua, you must find the alliance leader, before that, I will swear to cover your retreat!"

"Alas, you..."

"Hmph, today, don't even think about leaving here!" sounded a lame Central Plains voice.

Kua Cheng sighed secretly and said: "The kindness of all the brothers, Kua Mou will die in the Martial Arts Association today, and he will never leave you and run away!"

"Praise the steward... Why are you bothered!" Having said that, the novice disciples were still moved, and the weapons in their hands tightened.

It's just that the strength of the Dongying ninjas who attacked the Martial Arts Club is really not at the same level as these newcomers.

With only twenty ninjas on the other side, at half the price, they could kill twice as many disciples of the Martial Arts Society, and now there are only eight disciples left in the Jiang Mansion of Nuoda.

Seeing this situation, Kua Cheng was heartbroken, and he couldn't care about exposing anything anymore, and shouted in a deep voice, "Listen to the wind and a sword - the first heavy slash!"

With a shout, dozens of wind blades slashed through more than a dozen Dongying ninjas, even the leader of the old man in white was not spared, he was shocked by the three wind streams, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of bad blood for a while.

At this time, how could Kuacheng feel good? Even spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, he could only struggle to prevent himself from falling, and the long sword in his hand had already been shattered into pieces.

Seeing this situation, the Dongying ninjas, who had not yet made a move, shot several ninja darts in succession and rushed straight towards Kuacheng.

"My life is at rest!" he closed his eyes in resignation.

Ding Ding Ding!

The long sleeves waved, and the ninja darts all fell.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Suiming appeared in front of everyone.

After not seeing movement for a long time, Kuadong was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but open his eyes, only to see Jiang Suiming looking at him worriedly.

Jiang Suiming was about to help him up, and he said warmly in his heart, "Brother Jiang has finally rushed back, so I can rest assured..."

Seeing this, Jiang Suiming hurriedly caught Kuacheng to prevent him from falling, and as soon as his mind moved, the strong internal force was continuously injected into Kuacheng's body, which greatly eased the flow of meridians.

The person who blocked the ninja dart just now was not anyone, it was Jiang Shanliu.

Seeing Uncle Cheng, who had cared for and tolerated him everywhere since he was a child, passed out, Jiang Shanliu's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily, "The soul of martial arts, all fucking slaughtered these Dongying people!"

The members of the martial spirits on the eaves heard the order, and they showed their weapons one after another, swept down the door wall and fought with the Dongying ninjas on the ground.

The old man in white saw that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but when he saw that there were people on guard on the surrounding eaves, he secretly cursed carelessly, why didn't he find that he was surrounded by such a large group of people!

After the spies returned, Jiang Suiming went out of the city as soon as possible to contact the martial soul outside, and when he rushed back, the martial arts club was already occupied by these Dongying ninjas.

Originally, the movement of the martial soul was not small, but I didn't expect the Dongying to be so lax and unvigilant, so he instantly occupied the eaves of the martial arts club.

First, I don't plan to let go of any fish that slip through the net, and secondly, I can rescue my brother in distress at any time, which is a double win.

At this time, the old man in white had been entangled by the two swordsmen of the Martial Soul, and it was impossible to escape.

The old man in white was furious in his heart, and the power in his body poured out, and the powerful palm wind shook the two people around him one by one, and he took out the katana at his waist and cruelly split the two in half.

Immediately, the old man in white took out a signal flare from his wardrobe -

Sou!

A puff of green smoke rushed up into the sky, and with a bang, a cherry blossom mark appeared in the sky.

Jiang Shanliu naturally recognized the identity of the old man in white at a glance, one of the three masters of bushido, Edo Ashbara.

Seeing the martial soul brothers who were opposite each other day and night, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart for a long time, and rushed forward with an arrow and stabbed with a sword!

Boom!

The swords were handed over, and both sides took half a step back, and then the two of them turned around and slapped each other in unison.

Knock knock, the two of them retreated.

Jiang Shan Liuzi knew that with ordinary moves, it would be impossible to defeat Edo Gray Plain, and his mind moved, secretly urging the internal force, and the surging internal force surged along the sword body to the tip of the sword, and the long sword suddenly became hot!

When the body staggered again, the katana of Edo Gray Plains was disconnected, and the pace slowed down, and the right palm was cut off!

The spirit of bushido, which can be born as "forbearance", makes Edo Gray Yuan endure the severe pain and remain silent, but how can the "fierce sword technique" that once crowned the rivers and lakes be spared lightly?

"Ah~!" Edo Ashbara's spirit collapsed suddenly, and an incomparably hot air flow rushed into the meridians of his body along the severed palm, and the scorching heat and severe pain had completely occupied every nerve in his body.

Edo Ash originally wanted to suppress this manic air flow with his own internal force, but unexpectedly, the more he breathed, the more the corrosive power of the sword qi flow increased.

Half ringing.

"Poof!" Edo Gray Plain's eyes widened, the meridians of his body were shattered, and he vomited blood and died.

However, at this moment, the flow of rivers and mountains is by no means comfortable, and before he has time to breathe a sigh of relief, he was wantonly attacked by the third type of the "Fierce Sword Technique", and his whole body was in turmoil.

At this time, the Dongying ninjas inside the compound were also all eradicated, but there was chaos outside the Jiang Mansion.

It turned out that after seeing the signal flare, the man in Tsing Yi quickly rushed to Jiangcheng with two other bushido masters, and at this moment, a group of Dongying ninjas had already fought with the martial spirits on the periphery.

Seeing this, the stubborn Jiangshan Liu was strong and energetic, and he was stunned to calm down the internal force of the dry and hot meridians, and only felt a trace of fishy sweetness in his throat.

After the martial soul in the courtyard cleaned up the ninjas in the courtyard, they also raised their weapons and looked at him, Jiang Shanliu waved his robe, and led everyone out of the gate first.

Outside the gate, the soldiers were in chaos, and they were dumb and bloody.

Jiang Shanliu stared at someone in the fighting crowd at first glance, and said hatefully, "Kikawa Taku, don't come to harm!" word by word, crying blood.

The man in Tsing Yi followed the voice, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a bitter face, "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

"Hmph! Lao Tzu doesn't need you to pretend," Jiang Shanliu glared at the man in Tsing Yi angrily, "Today next year will be your death taboo!"

"Jiangshan Sang, isn't it possible that you are still haunted by Yu'er's death?" Mu Chuan Tuo sighed softly, "Yu'er died because of her presence, and I am also deeply saddened!"

Jiang Shanliu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and said with a hideous face: "You brute, don't cry here, the cat cries and pretends to be merciful! You despicable and shameless villain, little bastard!"

Mu Chuan Taku turned a deaf ear to Jiang Shanliu's insults, and said to himself, "Back then, I was forced to do so, Jiang Suiming was a beast-hearted, and he secretly poisoned my father, if I didn't send my ninjas, how would I rescue my father in the Longtan Tiger's Den? It's just that I didn't expect Yu'er..."

"Shut up, shameless thief!" a shout interrupted Taku Kikawa's explanation.