The old man sighed in his heart, but he had been on high alert without relaxation, and at that moment, even he, a bystander, only noticed that someone was sneaking up at the last moment before that person made a move, and he still hadn't figured out how the sneak attacker appeared.

Is this some kind of clever assassination ploy? Or is it ...... Although the sneak attacker was supposed to be heading for the strange ball of light and the leaf man, Master Tanuki still maintained the highest level of vigilance, ready to fight at any time, and then watched from a safe distance.

Mr. Kazuha looked at the ball of light on his chest in disbelief, looked at the hand holding the ball of light, and looked at the terrifying hole in his chest. Then, his body was still, not just life, it seemed that everything had disappeared from this body. The night breeze blew through this body as if rippling on the calm waters. Mr. Ichiba's body turned into pieces of delicately patterned golden leaves, scattering and flying in all directions.

The sneak attacker held the ball of light tightly and looked at the sudden change with some surprise, "Falling Leaves and Flying Flowers? It turns out that this move can be launched immediately in such a situation? You really lied to me for a long time." However, it doesn't seem to be as easy as it seems. ”

The sneak attacker was not a bystander, it was the saint who didn't know who had descended, and then crawled out of the ruins and chased after Mr. Yiye.

Scattered golden leaves took up a large space in the air, and then suddenly gathered towards a position at an alarming speed. Countless leaves are wrapped in layers and bloom with a dazzling golden light, and Mr. Ichiba emerges from the golden light like a flower blooming on top of the leaves. His expression was extremely calm, but no one could see that there was an unspeakable anger under this calm.

"Who are you?" asked Mr. Ichiha in a deep voice.

The Holy One smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "Don't you recognize me?"

This tone, this demeanor, Mr. Yiye was shocked in his heart, "David, you are David? David Duvalier!"

David held the ball of light tightly and said with a smile, "Do you need to be so exaggerated to see me, or do you do something shameful?"

The situation became very delicate for a while, Mr. Yiye, David, and Master Tanuki, the two of them had their own thoughts, and each of them was alerting the other two. The air suddenly fell silent, and a howling night wind blew with a chill, and Mr. Ichiha suddenly laughed, "Hahaha...... David, David, what can a mere contemplation do in front of me?"

With a sincere face, he stretched out his hands and made an inviting gesture, "Come on, come with me." It seems that you already know what a feat I have accomplished. In that case, why not consider working with me, as before, we can make a big difference together. I promise that I will share this result with you without reservation. Come, come with me, why bother eating some scraps of soup under the president. ”

David shook his head and said with regret: "Yiye, I really didn't misunderstand you, your strength, your courage, and your strategy are all the best choices." You have indeed made a great contribution. I really think it's quite a pity. ”

Mr. Kazuha approached step by step, "You should know that your séance body can't stop me at all, and I didn't need to say any nonsense to you. So David, seriously consider my proposal. ”

"The name David Duvalier is just one of my many names. I actually have another name that you're familiar with. David smiled and bowed slightly, "You can also call me Solomon." ”

"Solomon?" Mr. Ichiha's heart shook, "you...... You're the president!"

"Do you know how to call me president?" said Solomon, still holding the ball of light, as if casually chatting about an inconsequential anecdote.

Mr. Kazuha's pace remained the same, and he was getting closer and closer in the air. After the initial shock, he snorted coldly and smiled disdainfully: "Hehe, you actually pretended to be David to trick me, President, President, your instrument is inevitably a little too narrow." Don't blame me for parting ways with you. ”

Solomon showed a strange expression, as if he was pitying and mocking, "Kazuha, you still don't understand? David and Solomon have always been the same person. Looks like I'm overestimating your wisdom. ”

"So what?"

"What if you're Solomon?"

"What can I do with the physical ability of the Holy Spirit?"

Mr. Yiye approached step by step, asking step by step, his voice continued to rise, and his momentum also climbed, and when the last word "He" fell, the two were already less than ten meters apart from each other. The aftermath did not dissipate with the wind, but reverberated between the two of them, as if the whole sky was standing behind Mr. Ichiba, constantly questioning Solomon.

Under Mr. Kazuha's skillful accumulation, Solomon seemed to be spurned by the whole heaven and earth, and faced the huge pressure of the tide and the sea alone. But he was unmoved, still smiling at Mr. Kazuha in the same place, like a high-ranking person condescendingly enjoying a rather funny and clumsy performance.

It's this look, it's always this look, this disgusting look is just like looking at a layman, Mr. Yiye is more and more annoyed, but also more and more calm, although he keeps saying that the other party is just a holy body, but he doesn't have the slightest contempt in his heart, but waits for it.

There is only absolute victory and defeat, there is no absolute strength or weakness, this is the iron rule of the battle outside the square. No one knows how many strange Dao magic there are in this world, no matter how strong the strength and advantage are, they may lose their lives because of a momentary negligence. Mr. Yiye has been in battle for a long time, how could he not understand this simple truth. And Solomon's calm and breezy attitude was like a thorn in Mr. Kazuha's chest. What does he rely on?

In the face of this real and powerful coercion, the body of this holy person has begun to show signs of unbearable resistance, but Solomon is still like a broken old aunt, babbling non-stop: "Do you understand Yiye? I knew that you were a talent when I first met you as David. I really don't know if it's happy or bad now, I didn't expect you to do this, I ......"

Solomon's whispering came to an abrupt end, and about ten meters in front of him, the place where Mr. Kazuha was empty at this time. And in Solomon's chest there was an extra hand. Mr. Ichiha suddenly attacked, and with a thunderous blow, he was bullied behind Solomon in an instant, and punched straight into the chest from behind with the same technique. The golden leaf swirled around the outer ring of Mr. Ichiba's arm, turning his simplest and quickest punch into an invincible weapon.

Bones, flesh, and blood were all churned to shreds, and a large hole was cut in the chest of the body of the Holy Being, almost splitting it in half. Mr. Yiye's ape arm was lightly relaxed, and he finally held the copy rubbing tightly in his hand at this moment.

"You, what can you do to me?"