"Summon the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes?" Matsushita Nanjun was stunned for a moment, and then said in a loud voice: "That's it...... Wouldn't that be bad? That's a huge loss to us! ”

"Let me emphasize to you again, that's the Great God of Eight Differences! The Eight Miscellaneous Snake is the last thing it wants to hear, and if he knows about it, you can go straight to Hell to report it! Matsushita rolled his eyes, and when he talked about the 'Eight Miscellaneous Gods', there was a scene of respect on his face.

Although the prestige of the Yachi Okami is not as high as that of Amaterasu, as long as you are Japanese, you have heard the legend of the Yazai Okami. When every Japanese prime minister is elected, the first thing he knows will be the god of Yachi. Over time, under the rumor, the prestige of the Yachi Great God has become much higher than Amaterasu in the hearts of these leaders.

Of course, with such a high prestige, it is natural to have strength to support it, and the strength of the real Eight Miscellaneous Gods is much worse than that of the real Amaterasu, but between these two pseudo Amaterasu Gods and the pseudo Eight Miscellaneous Gods, the strength of the Eight Miscellaneous Gods is much stronger.

As for those real so-called great gods, on the earth today, there is no zài at all. It can also be said that there may be zài, but it will definitely not show up lightly.

Just like the current Eight Miscellaneous Great God, although he is a pseudo, he still won't show up lightly, because he only cares about cultivation every day, and for them, the peak people who are above the entire earth, there is nothing that interests them more than cultivation.

Hearing Matsushita's words, Panasonic Nanjun couldn't help but shrink his neck, obviously. He is also very jealous of the Eight Miscellaneous Gods.

"But...... But in this case, we will have to pay 10,000 lives, and they are all ninjas, so ...... Wouldn't it be a little unworthy? In the end, Matsushita Air Duct still said what he thought.

"Now I can't say whether it's worth it or not, and I have been cultivating them for so many years. Now is the time for them to die for their country. Besides, if the Eight Gods could destroy those bastards. This value is much higher than that of 10,000 ninjas. Matsushita shook his head and said slowly.

"But the point is. The Great God of Eight Misfortunes...... Can he kill those guys? ”

"Shut up!"

"Wow~"

Hearing Matsushita Nanjun's words, Matsushita Minami's face changed, and he just scolded him, but before Matsushita Nanjun could react to what was going on, he saw a gust of dust and wind rise, and then, Matsushita Nanjun's figure flew out with a bang, slammed into the opposite wall, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to fall into a coma.

Matsushita Minamigun hasn't reacted until now. He only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a dark figure flash in front of him, and then his throat was locked. I could breathe, but it was very hard and I felt like I was going to suffocate.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

When he saw what was in front of him clearly, Matsushita Nanjun's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of horror.

It's a huge tentacle, and the tentacles are very thick. It's like a bucket, and only the place around your neck will look a little thinner.

"What is this?"

Matsushita Nanjun was terrified and wanted to speak, but his throat was locked and he could only cough.

However, the Matsushita air duct on the side solved the confusion in his heart for him.

"The Eight Miscellaneous Gods, the little nephew speaks openly, and he is also serving the Japanese Empire, and the Eight Miscellaneous Gods are merciful!"

"So this is the Eight Miscellaneous Gods?"

Matsushita Nanjun was stunned, he had imagined what the Eight Miscellaneous Gods looked like before, his strength was so strong, even if he was not handsome, he would at least have the posture of a strong man, right?

But the current appearance of the eight gods made him feel a great contrast in his heart, he was used to seeing a goddess like Amaterasu, and then looked at this kind of monster of the same level as Amaterasu, and felt ......

"You call me the Eight Miscellaneous Snake, I don't care, but you doubt the strength of this god, that is, you are looking for death......" The rough voice came into the ears of the two, and Matsushita Nanjun hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mean that.

Matsushita Fengdao also helped to intercede: "The Eight Miscellaneous God, he really didn't mean it, it's just that those guys outside are too tough, and we have to take precautions!" ”

"Hmph, Amaterasu's stinky bitch is nothing, and he can't even solve these guys, it's really a shame for my Great Japanese Empire." Or, as soon as the tentacle was released, Panasonic Nanjun fell directly to the ground. Although the god of the Eight Miscellaneous insults Amaterasu, Matsushita Minami didn't dare to say a word.

"So...... That's why we want to ask for the help of the Yaqi Gods. Matsushita Fengdao cautiously spoke, he was a little confused, the eight gods are generally asleep, and they will only wake up when they are summoned, why haven't they been summoned yet, and they have already woken up?

Of course, he didn't dare to ask about this.

"Looking for my help?"

The Eight Miscellaneous Snake snorted coldly and said, "It's okay to ask me for help, it's my duty to protect Japan." But this time, I woke up early, and my energy consumption was too large, so the 10,000 ninjas I needed before now need 20,000. If you can get them together in an hour, maybe I'll help you, and if it's too late, you'll be able to figure it out yourself. ”

"Two ...... Twenty thousand? ”

Matsushita almost choked to death, 20,000 ninjas, that is equivalent to one-third of the number of ninjas who are dedicated to the entire Japanese government, this is definitely not a small number, if you talk about time, I am afraid it will take at least fifty years to cultivate.

This kind of consumption is too much......

However, Matsushita Wind Road will never dare to bargain a little, he knows the character of the Eight Snakes very well, if he bargains with him, not only can he not get his help, not to mention, maybe just in time for him to be in a bad mood, even don't want his own life, in the eyes of the Eight Snakes, there is no prime minister who is not the prime minister, only whether he is in a good mood or not, it is obvious that because of the affairs of Matsushita Nangun, the Eight Snakes are not in a very good mood at the moment, otherwise, he would not have asked for 20,000 ninjas at once, Panasonic Wind Road knows that this must be because of Panasonic Minami.

Glaring at Matsushita Nanjun fiercely, the sympathy he felt for his injury also disappeared without a trace, Matsushita Fengdao was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, the two thousand ninjas will definitely be sent to your bedroom within an hour, as for those people outside......"

"Don't worry, they'll all die." The Eight Miscellaneous Snake smiled gloomily, and then, like lightning, the extremely long tentacles suddenly retracted, and finally, disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Matsushita Nanjun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and he didn't have the face to face Matsushita's air duct, so he lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I hope the gods of the Eight Miscellaneous Spirits can really kill them......"

Matsushita Fengdao sighed, in his mind, unconsciously, there was a scene when he invaded China decades ago, although he was not there, but he knew this matter very clearly, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "The sin that was created decades ago, and now, people are finally collecting debts......

……

The appearance of Panasonic Minamigun and Matsushita Wind Tunnel, as well as the appearance of the Yachigo Orochi, is actually a very fast time, but it is slow to say.

At the same time, in the middle of Mount Fuji, Amaterasu looked at the fiery red arrow in Ye Ming's hand, his beautiful eyes narrowed into a line, and he was about to say something, but he paused, and then, as if he had received some news, he immediately became tough, and snorted coldly: "Hmph! I am a high-level secret of the Japanese Empire, how can you know it if you want to know! ”

Ye Ming was stunned, and glanced at Johns, the look in the other party's eyes was obvious, and he had a tough backer.

"In that case, then don't blame me for being rude."

Ye Ming said lightly, and then as soon as his fingers loosened, the god-destroying arrow shot out suddenly, and the speed was much faster than lightning, almost in the blink of an eye, and it arrived in front of Amaterasu.

Amurasu is Amaterasu after all, and in this short period of time, a layer of pale red defensive shield has appeared around her body, and the defensive shield is very thin and transparent, but no one will doubt its defensive power.

At the same time, a knife appeared in Amaterasu's hand, a knife that emitted gray mist all over his body.

Demon Knife - Muramasa!

The number one sword in the subconscious of all samurai in Japan, Muramasa!

As soon as Muramasa came out, a storm immediately set off around him, and even the red god-destroying arrow seemed to have stagnated slightly, that is, in this stagnant time, the demon knife in Amaterasu's hand was already raised high above his head, and then, it slashed down!

"Boom !!"

An earth-shattering roar immediately sounded in the middle of Mt. Fuji at the moment when the two collided!

"Bang bang bang!"

The violent impact sound was also heard, and the shock wave generated by the two directly swept through the surrounding mountains, penetrating in, and actually chiseled out countless big holes!

"Oooo Ye Ming took a few steps back before he stabilized, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the eighth order was worthy of being the eighth order, even if he used the ground level skill, he was still shocked back by it.

Of course, compared to Ye Ming, Amaterasu is even more sad.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Amaterasu flew out directly, her pale face indicating that her current situation was not very good.

"This is definitely a ground-level martial art!"

Amaterasu's heart was terrified: "How could he have a ground-level martial art?" They didn't even have the Eight Miscellaneous Snake and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, how could he have it? ”

"Yours is also a knife, mine is also a knife, if we try, this magic knife or demon knife, which is more powerful." At this moment, a faint voice came down again.

As the sound fell, a long knife with a thick black mist suddenly appeared in front of Amaterasu.

"Wow~"

The moment the long knife appeared, a black sword immediately extended from it, and the sword light quickly extended, like a knife urging life, cutting down on the top of Amaterasu's head!

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