With bursts of white smoke rising into the air, the three of Ling Yun were completely enveloped in it, and the Japanese ninjas on the periphery who were eyeing them immediately seized this rare fighter, just like a group of hungry wolves waving their katana swords and rushing in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, when these ninjas rushed to the range of the smoke screen and were about to kill Ling Yun and his party, bullets with a strong death aura were shot from the smoke screen, killing all the Japanese ninjas who had made meritorious contributions and rushed into the smoke.

When the smoke gradually cleared, Ling Yun, who had gradually adapted to the light, opened his eyes wide and was surprised to find that there were more than a dozen corpses of Japanese ninjas lying within ten meters around him, and almost all of them were directly hit in the brain by a bullet.

Looking at the Japanese ninjas in front of him, who were obviously shot by Wade, the super gunner, in the smoke just now, Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of being a transformed 'super soldier', and it can actually shoot all these little Japan who want to rush up and pick up the bargain with his keen hearing with his keen hearing!"

With the experience of the previous car, the remaining twenty or so people could see the fear in each other's eyes, so they hurriedly took out a large number of hidden weapons from their pockets and threw them at the three Wade who were loading the magazine, and suddenly hundreds of cold rays shot out from the hands of these ninjas with a whistling sound, completely enveloping Ling Yun and his party.

Looking at the dense diamond-shaped darts for Japanese ninjas like locusts in the air, Ling Yun, who had recovered some of his strength after a short rest just now, frantically urged the dark energy in his body to desperately use 'ten times the gravity', as if trying to use this method to fight against the overwhelming hidden weapons.

However, in the face of the overwhelming ninja darts, Ling Yun, who was already at the end of his power, was obviously unable to exert the power of 'ten times the gravity' to the extreme, and could only watch these ninja darts attack rapidly on his retina from small to large but there was no way, and a handsome face couldn't help but show a little helpless and bitter smile.

Just when Ling Yun smiled helplessly, the lovely man who was wrapped in a white robe and made him dream, finally fell from the sky at a critical moment.

As a former Islamic saint, Santo Megi, pulled out several white rays of light in the air with a short blade in her hand, easily knocking down all the ninja darts that were slowed down by the influence of 'ten times the gravity', and then fell beside Ling Yun like a Nine Heavens Xuannu.

"Maggie, how could it be you?"

Looking at the Arabian Rose in front of him, who always saved himself at a critical juncture, Ling Yun felt very happy in his heart, but at the same time he thought of another very serious problem, so he squeezed out a smile to the other party with great bitterness, and muttered: "You shouldn't have come, it's too dangerous here!"

Because he knows very well that although Santo Megi, as a former saint of Islam, is quite strong, it is estimated that it can only be an idiot to break out of the encirclement with three seriously injured men in front of him at one time.

Santo Maggie didn't reply, but glanced at her exhausted lover with affectionate eyes, and then jumped up on her feet and slaughtered the Japanese ninjas who surrounded her.

"Beware, everyone, it's Santo Maggie, a former Islamic saint!"

Facing Santo Maggie, who swooped up, the dozen ninjas who had seen the strength of the other party just now did not dare to slack off, so they hurriedly pulled out the ninja knife behind their backs and put on a defensive formation, as if they wanted to frustrate the sharpness of the woman in white first, and then look for an opportunity to launch a counterattack against the other party.

The sharp blade in his hand flipped and changed, and the sharp blade in Santo-Maggie's hand was like a part of his body, drawing arcs in the air with various moves that were impossible under normal circumstances, and while resisting the attacks of more than a dozen high-level ninjas in front of him, he was even able to launch counterattacks from time to time to make the opponent scramble.

However, the current formation composed of dozens of top ninjas of the Black Dragon Society is indeed powerful, and although Santo Meiqi is aggressive, he has never been able to make substantial progress, so he can only use his agility to maneuver with these ninjas.

"Turn defense into offense!"

After a while, when Santo Maki's attack was blocked and showed a tendency to exhaust his strength, with the roar of a ninja leader hiding in the crowd, more than a dozen ninjas with katanas in their hands immediately changed their formation to attack, surrounding Santo-Maki in the middle in eight directions.

At this time, Santo-Maggie, who was full of a strange aura all over her body, stood fluttering in white clothes in the wind, making people feel an indescribable softness and holiness.

"Hmph, let's send Miss Ben to hell!"

With a muffled snort in her mouth, the original holy aura on Santo-Meiqi's body suddenly disappeared, and directly transformed into a terrifying murderous aura that quickly emanated from her, and finally formed an invisible air mass like a wave that surged around, enveloping all the ninjas around her.

"Attack!"

Seeing this former Islamic holy woman, a shocking murderous aura suddenly erupted around her body and attacked her, and the ninja leader, who knew that the other party might be gathering the ability to use a special move to determine the victory with them, immediately roared and took the lead in rushing towards Santo-Maggie.

I saw that dozens of ninjas swung their katanas almost at the same time, and without any warning in advance, they launched an attack on the former Islamic saint at the same time, and the half-moon-shaped sword qi emitted by the ninja blades instantly converged and surged towards Santo-Maggie.

But at this time, the ninjas were surprised to find that they had lost the trace of their target, and the other party suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes as if it had never appeared.

Her ability to conceal the aura and dissolve with the air is something that even a powerful Jewish master and a vampire count can't detect, let alone just a few high-level Japanese ninjas with "mediocre strength".

Just when these ninjas were looking around for their targets, a beautiful white figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and before they could react, the two ninjas were each hit by a move, and the huge impact force swept them into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the masked black scarf, instantly dyeing the boss red.

"This, what's going on......"

Seeing that the two unlucky people who were hit by the other party just now fell forever, the rest of the ninjas who survived looked at Santo-Maggie, who was standing in the center of everyone again, as if he had never moved his body just now, with a pair of eyes that were bloodshot as if he was drunk, and covered the entire pupil in a very regular direction, as if he had not yet figured out what had just happened.

Under the gaze of everyone, Santo Maggie, who was dressed in white and stood like a Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden in the wind, disappeared again, causing a commotion among the ninjas with shocked looks on their faces, because they didn't know who the thorny Arabian rose was next.

While these ninjas were on guard with katana in their hands, a ninja suddenly sent out the figure of Santo Maggie suddenly turned from virtual to real in front of his eyes, so he hurriedly reflexively slashed at the other party with all his might.

"There is no point in resisting, let's die obediently!"

In the face of the oncoming katana, Santo-Maggie avoided the knife without seeing how his body moved, and then saw an afterimage in the air disappear, and the unlucky ninja only let out a short scream, and fell to the ground limply holding his severed throat.

"Yaga, so many great Japanese samurai can't clean up these low-level peoples, you useless guys have simply lost the face of the great Japanese samurai. ”

Without any warning, a Japanese ninja who seemed to be wrapped in shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air next to Ling Yun, so frightened that Ling Yun hurriedly turned sideways and made a donkey roll to widen the distance between him and the other party, and then turned his head and looked up and down the guy who could hide his keen sixth sense and appeared directly beside him unconsciously.

I saw that the black clothes, black pants and black scarf masked face of the person who came seemed to be the same as the ninja outfit just now, but there were two more katana with a short length crossed in the shape of a cross behind him.

"Who are you?"

Faced with this mysterious figure that suddenly appeared, Ling Yun clenched the "Shadow" in his hand and asked cautiously, while Santo-Maggie, who was not far from him, looked at the man in black with unblinking beautiful eyes.

"Kill so many of our Black Dragon Society, none of you want to get away from here today, all of you will die!"

Ignoring Ling Yun's question, the man in black just stared at Ling Yun with a pair of small eyes that flashed with a vicious light, and asked coldly, "Let me ask you, did Lin Feng Kojiro die at your hands?"

"Yes, Lin Feng Kojiro did die under the 'shadow' of this young master. ”

It has been so long since the incident, and there is no need for Ling Yun to hide this kind of thing, so he said with a mocking smile: "At that time, Young Master Ben really wanted to let him die, but this kind of greedy and fearful of death actually betrayed the secret of the organization in order to survive, so Young Master Ben should do a good deed to clean up the portal for you and give him the result, it seems that the spirit of the Great Japanese Bushido that would rather die than give in has completely declined under the corrosion of modern material civilization!"

Hearing such an insult to his dead apprentice, the figure in black trembled slightly, and it was estimated that he was already angry to the extreme, and even his silver hair began to stand up automatically without wind, just like an old dog who was about to fight the enemy. (To be continued.) )