With the strength that Xiao Long has now, it is already very difficult to win against the two ninjas at the same time, at most it is a miserable victory, against the top three, Xiao Long will die, and the three ninjas will be seriously injured, against the four, Xiao Long will die, and the four ninjas will be slightly injured at most, and more likely to retreat.

The most troublesome thing for ninjas is not strength, but stealth and concealment, sneak attack and assassination.

Even if Xiao Long knew about the existence of the fuck, he couldn't prevent it in such a chaotic environment. Xiao Long's life is under great threat.

"Ah" In the face of the huge pressure, Xiao Long let out an angry roar, and the purple vapor all over his body steamed, as if the whole person was shrouded in purple vapor, and the whole person became hazy.

"Burst" Xiao Long shouted, only to see that the purple steam centered on Xiao Long and spread outward violently. This move is to concentrate most of the purple yang true qi in Xiao Long's body, and it is extremely hot, if the two ninjas are wrapped in it, they will be seriously injured if they don't die, but Xiao Longbi has no hope of hurting the other party. Because, it will take nearly a second for his move to be prepared and issued, and if the two ninjas fight together and continue to attack, it will be a lose-lose ending. But when the ninja occupies the absolute initiative, how can they be willing to fight hard? Therefore, the purpose of Xiao Long's move is only to retreat from the enemy.

Sure enough, the two ninjas sensed the danger and did not hesitate, and at the same time rolled backwards, flashed into the group of ghosts, and fled far away.

A purple wave spread out, like the shock wave of a miniature atomic bomb explosion, heat radiation, and all the ghosts who were close to Xiao Long twenty meters were evaporated, and within fifty meters, below the ghosts, were seriously injured.

Xiao Long only felt that the dantian was empty, and the purple qi that was originally full of it became thin and abnormal, and his face was slightly pale, but it returned to normal in an instant.

"Hmph, sneak attack, just use it once, use it again, hum." Xiao Long's face was full of disdain, he snorted coldly, and his fists were purple and shining, as if two purple light clusters would be thrown at any time.

In fact, Xiao Long is bluffing. He concentrated all the purple qi in his dantian in his hands, hoping to scare the other party.

Ito couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the power of Xiao Long's move just now. He knew very well the power of the move just now, and he knew that Xiao Long was in a hurry, if Xiao Long was prepared and ready to attack, then the two Shangninas who had just attacked would not only attack the martial arts, but would also not be able to retreat with their whole body.

He had to make a fresh assessment of Xiao Long's strength.

Due to their unfamiliarity with Ziyang True Qi, coupled with some legends about Ziyang True Qi, their minds were constrained, and they were afraid of Ziyang True Qi from their hearts, although they would never admit it.

One of the Shangnin who had attracted Xiao Long's attention in front of him looked at Xiao Long, and suddenly bowed and said, "Xiao Longjun, our Great Empire, we respect a person with strength and ability like you the most. Our head of the family, Yanagi Curly Mao Jun once explained before leaving, if you are willing to become a friend of our Great Japanese Empire, we welcome Mr. Xiao to settle in our Great Japanese Empire, and our Great Japanese Empire will provide you with inexhaustible money and endless beauties. As long as you ask for it, we will do our best to meet it. ”

"Hehe, haha, haha" Xiao Long laughed when he heard this, looked at him with disdain and said, "Have you ever seen a dragon born on your knees?" In my life, I only go to Longteng for nine days and one day, and I don't want to live in the world for 10,000 years. ”

At this moment, for some reason, Xiao Long's heart was full of pride. This was a feeling he couldn't have imagined before.

"Yaga, then you just go to die." Ito was furious, and with a wave of his hand, a large number of Japanese ghosts were used again, including ninjas. Xiao Long secretly complained, he had nothing to say anything arrogant, and if he held on for a while, he could recover more. Alas, it's just a matter of living a little longer, since the result is doomed, what difference does it make if you die early and die later. No matter how much it is, kill the fuck.

Xiao Long roared angrily and pounced, this he did not condense the flame whip, but directly used his fist. The Purple Yang True Qi in his body, the opportunity made him unable to condense.

The sound of 'bang bang' was endless, Xiao Long flew the ghosts one by one, and sometimes seized the opportunity to capture one of them, using his body as a weapon, and smashed them all indiscriminately.

"Baga, his internal strength is almost exhausted, the weak ghosts are all retreating, above the ghosts, don't get close, use energy to attack from afar. Can't let him be replenished, Kameda Godan-kun, you take fifty shinobi to surround him, and try to consume his internal strength. ”

"Hai" Kameda Goudan obeyed.

"Ito-kun, you're still so careful." An old man in a black robe slowly walked out of the darkness, followed by four young people who were also wearing black robes. They are all ghost masters.

"Mr. Ghost Gentleman" Ito saw the old man, bowed slightly, saluted, and said very respectfully: "Although the overall situation has been decided now, he is a person who has cultivated Ziyang True Qi after all, and we don't know what other means there are, so we don't need to let the imperial elite accompany him." ”

"Hehe, I don't care what method you use, but his soul belongs to me. Of course, I will fulfill my agreement and hand over the cultivation method of Ziyang True Qi to the Yanagi family. The old man said lightly.

"Of course, this is also what Yanagi Curly Mao Jun explained before he set off."

"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and take him down, I can't wait. As he spoke, the old man stretched out his somewhat gray snake head and licked it on his lips, apparently treating Xiao Long's soul as a delicious delicacy.

"Yes" Junjiro Ito bowed his head slightly, and then waved his hand to Kameda Goudan, who immediately led people to disperse into the group of Japanese ghosts. Although the strength of these lower ninjas is far inferior to the upper ninja, they are also good at concealing assassinations, in Ito's view, there are these people infiltrating and constantly carrying out sneak attacks and assassinations, I believe that soon, Xiao Long will be overwhelmed by the sneak attack, and then send a master to carry out a sneak attack, which will inevitably make a contribution in one fell swoop.

But he wouldn't have thought that these low-level ninjas were as obvious as lights in the dark night in front of Xiao Long's sensitive nose, keen perception, and golden eyes.

"Hehe, it's good to come, just pull these Japanese ninjas on their backs." Xiao Long secretly sneered, and suddenly let out a long howl, and roared loudly: "Recklessly, thousands of miles of heaven and earth crying." When he was alive, he died as a hero, and slaughtered countless murderers. What joy in life, what pain in death, step on the path of reincarnation, and then destroy the slaves. Xiao Long knew that he would die today, and he couldn't help but make bold remarks. Some nostalgic looked at the lotus flowers that had cried into tears in the car behind him, Xiao Long felt uncomfortable for a while, and there was a kind of sadness of farewell to his concubine. But in an instant, he became firm again, and his eyes turned red. He's going to fight hard.

But at this moment, I heard a loud shout suddenly from behind the ghost: "That's right, you ghosts, bullshit ninjas, actually came to my land of Shenzhou to spread wilderness, and deceived me Huaxia, no one?" Little brother, don't panic, I'm here. I saw a tall figure on the east side appear in the distance, with a high-pitched and powerful voice, brandishing a pig-killing knife, screaming and rushing into the group of ghosts.

"And I—" Western, a man of about forty years old, not tall, but with muscular bumps, a full beard, and a machete in his hand. The dark face is like Zhang Yide's rebirth during the Three Kingdoms. Rushing into the ghosts, as if entering the realm of no ghosts.

Xiao Long knows both of them, one is the owner of the butcher's butcher shop in the east of the city, and the other is the owner of the dog meat restaurant in the west of the city, and he is invincible.

Xiao Long really didn't expect that these two people turned out to be hidden masters.

Not only that, but I could only hear the shouts of killing in all directions, and a team of Yin soldiers and ghost generals surrounded by two giant gods