The scene of 10,000 people is magnificent, and the scene of 10,000 people is angry.

10,000 people are on the edge of the forest, and a third are ninjas, ancient martial arts, and physical masters. The momentum that erupted with the magnificent scene alarmed the birds living in the forest, and at the same time alarmed the beasts in the forest!

"Whew!"

The beasts of the forest were all intimidated by the momentum and all let out a beast roar, the beasts were not human, they had no intelligence, but their awareness of danger was several times stronger than that of humans.

"Damn, it's finally here, wahaha!" Shang Feng ran at the forefront, carrying a three-ring big knife, screaming excitedly as he ran, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, his eyes were blood-red, and he screamed.

"Kill!" The Red Dust Guards, snipers and gunners, all shouted and charged with broadswords. The death of the sixth uncle and the absence of the bones of more than a hundred brothers aroused the endless anger in their hearts!

The two sides are getting closer!

100 meters! Fifty meters! Twenty meters! Ten meters! Three meters!

Shang Feng's three-ring broadsword first slashed out an extremely fast sword shadow and slashed towards the neck of an R country elite.

"Phew!" Shang Feng's broadsword and the short samurai of R country. At the same time as the knife collided, the confrontation between the underground forces of Huaxia and Country R officially kicked off.

Pure steel has been tempered for thousands of days and nights, and the ancestral heirloom is held in Shang Feng's hands and slashed at the warriors of the R country. There was a crisp cracking sound from the blade.

"Poof!" A masked black head rose into the sky, rising about a meter high.

Shang Feng laughed, "It's enjoyable! Grandpa, I'm here! After that, he didn't even stop and rushed straight into the crowd.

"Puff puff!" Both sides of the first contact suffered their own injuries, and it can be said that there were heavy casualties. They all took advantage of the momentum of the impact, and the people in the front row were basically killed and wounded.

About a thousand meters away from the battlefield, Yamaguchi Jingyi held a telescope and looked at the bloody scene in the field with a slight move, especially when he looked at a sturdy figure shuttling through the crowd without pressure, Yamaguchi Jingyi asked behind him: "That person in sportswear is the leader of Huaxia?" ”

Shunichi Yamaguchi's eyes were full of resentment, put down the binoculars and said angrily: "It's him, I know everything that turned to ashes!" ”

"Hmph, just the Chinese people dare to be majestic on the land of country R, the middle ninja brigade, attack!"

The Imperial Shinobi of Iga-ryu had a gloomy face, and with a wave of his big hand, he brushed down on some trees behind him and landed more than fifty figures on the ground. Nodding at the Imperial Ninja, they all rushed towards the battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, it is chaotic, and the cold weapon duel of 10,000 people is really staged in reality.

"Brother, the boss will avenge you!"

Yan Hu put away his smiling expression, his face was sad, he patted the brother who died in order to block a knife for him, and his eyes gradually turned red. People say that the laughing Yan Hu is the most terrifying, because under that laughing face, there is a ruthless heart.

But who knows that the cold Yan Hu is more terrifying than the laughing him.

When he put down that brother, Yan Hu was behind two samurai. The knife slashed down his shoulder, and he didn't look back, his body was slightly wrong, two samurai. The knife fell from his shoulder, Yan Hu leaned back hard, and the two stomps backwards.

"Avenge my brother with his sword! Kill!"

Yan Hu roared hoarsely, picked up the big long knife that killed the brother who had just blocked the knife for him, slid a few steps, and rushed to the side of the two lower ninjas, and the long knife used the impact force to draw a domineering knife shadow.

"Bell!" "Poof!"

Two samurai. Knife, the two R country's lower ninjas were killed instantly, Yan Hu smiled coldly, picked up the long knife and was about to slash to the next target.

At this moment, a figure silently approached him at a distance of one meter, and in the chaotic crowd, it was even more invisible.

When Yan Hu frantically picked up the big knife and slashed at the bodies of the members of the group of three in front of him, he suddenly felt a strong force knock himself away, and then a deep wound was cut on his shoulder.

Yan Hu staggered to stabilize his figure, and quickly turned around to see that his eldest brother Yan Long was fighting with a ninja of R country.

Obviously, it was his eldest brother who saved him just now, otherwise he might have become a ghost under the knife at this time.

"Holy shit. You grandma devil, play sneak attack! Yan Hu was furious, carrying a big knife and fighting with his eldest brother against that middle ninja.

Yan Long said in a low voice: "Don't fall in love with war, this ninja has a good foundation, we will retreat while fighting, and reduce the pressure on other brothers when necessary!" ”

Yan Long used one move to unload the samurai with four thousand pounds. The force of the knife slashed over, and he quickly instructed Yan Hu, retreating while fighting, and he himself felt the pressure.

In less than forty seconds, more than fifty middle ninjas rushed to the battlefield, and the elites of Huaxia could hardly hold on to a few moves under their hands, and they were killed one after another.

There are about 3,500 elites from Huaxia itself, which is more than twice as small as the local strength of country R.

Now the other party has joined a group of medium ninjas. The Huaxia camp is feeling unprecedented pressure.

Of the 3,500 people, there are less than 3,000 people who still have combat strength in about two minutes.

The other party obviously wants to use the tactics of the sea of people to drown the underworld elites in Huaxia, and then send the ninjas of country R who are engaged in assassination to wander the crowd, and select people with good strength in Huaxia to start assassination!

"Puff puff!" The people brought by the wind are falling in pieces like wheat, and the number of people themselves is less than that of the people of country R, and now they are falling one by one, and the heads of many provinces and cities are about to split, and their anger is aroused little by little.

"Damn, kill! Even if we die, we will be glorious, and we will also fight to the country of R! ”

One of the leaders watched as his men were being harvested for their lives, and shouted loudly to boost morale.

Now in this situation, we can't take half a step back, we can only muster up courage and move forward!

"Wow, grandma, it's late!"

An earth-shattering roar filled the blood-spewed battlefield. Wu Zhen, Hongchen's three King Kongs, broke into the battlefield with more than thirty people.

"Don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha, today we are demons, slaughter him clean!" Wu Zhen, a former monk, was full of anger, and swept it with a stick, and suddenly five or six elites of the R country fell.

"Brothers, kill it, Brother Wu is here with helpers."

Wu Zhen's addition boosted the morale of most people. Because when they were in China, everyone calculated the force value.

Wu Zhen once swore frankly that he would go to those Shaolin disciples in the past. The Shaolin disciples he talked about were actually some stubborn elements like him, just like the holy army, there were also ruffians.

More than 30 so-called Shaolin disciples, all dressed in sportswear, carrying a stick, rushed into the sea of people!

Just because of the scene of the battle of 10,000 people, these dozens of warrior monks were added. A complete reversal!

Wu Zhen and Wu Wen each led more than a dozen people, picking those middle ninjas. Shaolin martial arts has a long history, especially the roar of the most famous Buddhist lion in Shaolin, which is called an earth-shattering ghost god.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" A warrior monk folded his hands, and the lion's roar shook the two middle ninjas in front of him like a thunderbolt, and in their minds were blank, this warrior monk turned out to be....

"Peng!" The two middle ninjas suddenly broke their heads and bled out, rolling their eyes and falling down.

The warrior monk actually smiled sneeringly, looking for the next target.

Such a scene occurred in many places on the battlefield, more than 30 warrior monks rushed into the sea of people, like a tiger into a flock of sheep, eating away at the 50 ninjas, and in less than two minutes, all those obviously dressed ninjas returned to the west.

"Grass,. Those ground rats are dead, hurry up and rob and kill them! A Hongchen elite looked usually very happy, holding a big knife, laughing.

At this time, the situation was reversed, and all the people in Huaxia were encouraged, and their morale was like a rainbow. The elite of the R country was killed by a knife.

"Yaga!" Igaryu's Imperial Shinobi Ohara was furious and raised his right hand and waved it heavily, and at the same time, one of the leaders of the Yakuza raised his hand in the same way.

In an instant, the same fifty ninjas appeared from behind, this group of ninjas was completely different from the previous group, their eyes did not have a trace of emotion, their actions were so fast, but their momentum was extremely amazing.

More than fifty Shangnin, all kneeling down one piece, waiting for the leader's order.

"The one in front of him with sticks will all be killed!" Iga-ryu's Imperial Shinobi Ohara made a gesture to wipe his neck, and with a wave of his big hand, more than fifty people staggered towards the battlefield.

Yu Feng was covered with blood at this time, and the Dragon Moon Knife was not stained with a trace of blood. At this moment, his Dragon Moon Knife was stained with no less than a hundred human lives.

"Brush, brush!" More than fifty figures moved faster than just now, and they staggered forward, some covering and some attacking, two in a group, forming the most tacit cooperation.

This is exactly the team combat method that Iga Ryu imitates Kogaru, but their method is just the cooperation of up to two people, not the large-scale combat cooperation of Koga Ryu!

Before Iga-ryu's shinobi approached the battlefield, the warrior monks in the field felt the pressure. The thief warrior monk just now said with a solemn face: "Brother Wu, what should I do." Although the ninjutsu of the Wako is not very good, but their assassination is very good, we have to think of a way! ”

Wu Zhen's temperament has always been very arrogant, and when he heard the words of the warrior monk, his eyes widened, and he slashed a lower ninja to death with a knife, and shouted: "You second bastard, I'm afraid that you will come with you to do something, grass!" ”

The thief monk shut up, and his eyes changed from the worry just now to the desire to fight, "Grass, Lao Tzu fights, kill one to make money!" ”

As soon as the comic warrior monk finished speaking, a piece of hidden weapons was launched from the direction of the fifty ninjas in front of him.

These secret weapons are aimed at everyone in Huaxia, but occasionally some hidden weapons will shoot at their own people, but their emotionless eyes don't care at all. As long as one native is exchanged for the lives of two people in Huaxia, they will not have any mercy!

One of the tenets of Igara-ryu is that even brothers will not hesitate to sanction them!

The hidden weapon shot over, and the people on the Huaxia side fell again, Wu Zhen's eyes were split, he waved his hand, and rushed forward with more than thirty people.

Sticks are about to be fought with samurai. The moment the knife touched, another hidden weapon struck.

It's just that the target is no longer Huaxia's people. Unprepared, seven or eight ninjas in country R fell.

Xiao Yuan, who was looking at the battlefield with a telescope in the distance, said angrily: "What kind of family is this? ”

The person in charge of Yakuza was puzzled: "It can't be Jiaheliu, this combat method is very similar to them!" ”

As he spoke, a large number of ninjas in blue power suits rushed out from the rear of the Huaxia underworld crowd, and they formed a small group of ten or twenty people, even if the dark weapon was under the command of one person, it would shoot out.

Koga Ryu finally arrived at the most critical moment!

This time they will no longer play the role of demons, but saviors!