Hong Kun's face was solemn and indifferent like a marble carving, and he didn't look back, silently staring at the three people in front of him who began to approach slowly.

The footsteps behind him are slightly mutated.

Five of them rushed forward, but five on the left and right skimmed outward, and the left and right sides cooperated with the middle five to attack the target.

The black-clothed guard and the other three took ten steps forward, then stopped and did not move, letting his subordinates test Hong Kun's reality first, in their hearts, Hong Kun wanted to deal with the silence of these fifteen Iga-ryu ninjas, which was tantamount to self-defeating and self-defeating.

"Fluttering ......"

The five people in the sword in their hands, the plum blossom dart shot straight at Hong Kun like five bolts of lightning, and the left and right five people each threw ten long knives at the same time, which seemed to have no criterion, taking the vacant seat around Hong Kun, but in fact, it was extremely powerful, blocking all the ways of Hong Kun's dodge and retreat.

Even the emperor and others who watched the battle were amazed, and they couldn't imagine that these ninjas were so well-trained and skilled in group fighting.

Before the plum blossom dart and the sword in his hand slashed at Hong Kun, the middle five people each pulled out the knife behind their backs, and the left and right five people picked up their spears, preparing that if Hong Kun could block the first ** blow, they would launch a terrible attack on him at the same time with a spear and a close wound with an Oriental sword.

Seeing that the plum blossom dart and the sword in his hand were about to pass through his back, Hong Kun let out a long laugh, his body squatted down, and the thunder gun on his shoulder moved, and ten thousand white shadows rose like fans behind him and on the left and right, and the hidden weapons that shot flew one after another.

"Tuk Tuk!"

The long knives thrown from both sides flew over Hong Kun, in the open space on the left and right sides.

Hong Kun let out another long laugh, his body bounced up on the spot, turned into a leap, like thunder and lightning, and rushed towards the three people in front of him.

In an instant, he had stepped within ten steps of the three black-clothed guards. The black-clothed guards are worthy of being the emperor's imperial guards, with rich combat experience, and they are not alarmed, they retreat slightly, and the killing monks and evil women on the left and right sides, with a shovel and a staff, in the angry scream, go all out to meet Hong Kun's thunder spear. The fifteen ninjas behind him chased after him with a single blow, and his footsteps rumbled and roared through his ears for a while.

Hong Kun's thunder spear was held high in front, and then kicked the ground, increasing at a high speed that was not possible to increase again, and went to the three people in front of him like an arrow.

The emperor watching the battle paid attention to not his thunder gun, but Hong Kun's face, at the moment of the decisive battle of life and death, the "thunder gun" Hong Kun was still so calm to almost cold, compared to the gritting teeth and angry eyes of the evil monk and the evil woman, or the shouting posture of the fifteen ninjas, it was so disproportionate, and suddenly he understood that China's No. 1 underworld overlord was not Lang in vain.

This person has indeed advanced to the Grandmaster-level transcendent realm.

Except for the emperor, everyone now also looks down on him.

Killing the monk on the side of the evil shape, shouted violently, there was a thunder on the ground, jumped off the ground, shoveled head-on, and shoveled towards Hongkun, the wind and thunder sounded, this blow fully showed his ferocity and the killing opportunity that there is no return.

The evil woman is full of silver silk and white hair, showing the profound skill of the hair, like a ghost, sitting on the waist immediately, on the spot simple single way to sweep the thousands of troops, swept to Hong Kun's right waist, the branches and leaves in the woods rose with the cane, like a cloud of smoke to Hong Kun rolled away, if you sweep the old woman, ensure that Hong Kun flies a few meters away.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one.

No wonder these two ** are not ashamed, and they have an amazing art industry.

The onlookers were also moved, secretly imagining that if they changed the location of Hong Kun, what would be the solution, and even Emperor Yuji Morita would have to choose to avoid his sharpness in this situation.

A smile appeared at the corner of Hong Kun's mouth, and the hand holding the gun moved to the middle, and the head and tail of the gun were like two shocks, and they were divided on the tip of the shovel stick.

"Boom!"

"Tuk!"

A metallic sound and a muffled murmur exploded at the same time.

The two of them were shocked by thunder, and the earth-shattering two styles were all broken, and their bodies fell and retreated.

The thunder spear skyrocketed, and thousands of gun shadows, like a fire on the prairie fire, burned towards the two of them.

"Do you think you're great? Let you taste my thunderball.

The three guards around the emperor couldn't hold back, and Huo Di stood up.

Long Fei shouted in a low voice: "Good marksmanship!" ”

The evil monk and the evil woman took off their canes at the same time, and their bodies flew and fell, and blood came from their bodies like raindrops with each turn.

"Sonorous!"

The thunder spear and the long knife of the black-clothed guard were hard to connect more than a dozen times.

Every hard connection, the guard who is good at hard battles has to take a few steps back, let him do his best, and he can't change this shape, more than ten shots down, he will retreat dozens of steps, he is the emperor's guard, and his martial arts are far superior to the evil monk and the evil woman, otherwise it will be a situation where the sword flies and the people die.

Although Hong Kun is heavier than a shot, it makes people feel that he is still at ease and at ease, and this feeling is the most annoying thing about the black-clothed guards who are hard to support at the moment.

The pressure on the ground is completely gone.

Hong Kun turned around and went backwards and killed the fifteen ninjas who were rushing to help.

The black-clothed guard still couldn't help but take a step back, his face was colorless, his chest was agitated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "bang", and then the evil monk and the evil woman "banged" twice, squatting and sitting, and hurt the ground, which shows the speed and fierceness of these more than ten shootouts.

Hong Kun reflexively rushed into the circle of fifteen ninjas.

The emperor secretly screamed badly, and gestured to the "dragon flying phoenix dance", and the two were just about to leave their seats and rush into the middle to help.

The war is over.

The thunder spear swept away the leaves like a violent wind, and every ninja who passed by Hong Kun was provoked to fall far away, and he couldn't get up after falling to the ground.

When the last ninja was picked off the ground, Hong Kun let out a long roar, kicked the ground, and shot in the air to meet the "Dragon Flying Phoenix Dance" that rushed over.