Ren Wujian Bafang was surprised and stunned when he saw Zong Bai and the others, and his heart was even more comfortable and refreshing.

I think that back then, when Huo Lie and Lu Ba went to the Wa Kingdom, they single-handedly and with their strong skills, they stirred up the bloody storm and chaos of the Wa Kingdom. That's so arrogant, and no one can help them.

The great Wa Kingdom and the powerful ninja martial arts group have all been humiliated many times in front of Lu Ba and Huo Lie, and they have all been defeated by their subordinates.

The fifth and sixth generations also tried to resist, and many people died, but the strength of Huo Lie and Lu Ba was not something that ordinary people could deal with.

Even if they united with the local government and invested a lot of elites and preparations, they still suffered a lot of losses under Lu Ba.

That period of history was an absolute humiliation for the ninja group, and they had to be sent by hell to surrender to hell.

The sixth generation of Ren Wujian Bafang has long been fed up with the bird spirit of hell, although when he helps the people of hell to do things, he also reaps a lot of benefits. However, he had enough of this feeling of being subservient and being sent by others.

Ren Wujian took a lot of effort, and even put the honor and disgrace of the nation on his lips, which was quite a taste of coercing the Son of Heaven to make the princes, and it took a lot of lips and tongues to persuade the emperor of Wu to come over.

The Emperor of Martial Arts' gaze was very calm, and he fell on Zong Bai and the others, his expression indifferent.

Lu Ba met the other party's gaze, and he could see the flowing essence in his eyes, and an illusion suddenly appeared in his heart, as if the other party knew everything about himself.

"Humph!"

Lu Ba clenched his fists, and the momentum emanated, and the murderous aura like a sword light and sword shadow permeated everywhere.

Ren Wujian couldn't help but take a step back, raised his eyebrows, and looked surprised.

Unexpectedly, even if Lu Ba was seriously injured, he could not be humiliated, he wanted to give the other party a dismount, but he didn't want to miss the cowardice first.

However, the expression of the Emperor of Martial Arts was still so calm and peaceful, and Lu Ba's murderous aura was like a punch on cotton, and there was a feeling of being powerless.

Lu Ba lost a little, refocused his gaze on Ren Wujian Bafang, and said, "Ren Wujian Bafang, what are you doing here?" ”

"Do you still need me to say it?" Ren Wujian walked into the room, propped up the tea table with both hands, and said loudly: "I feel that the ninja martial arts group has done enough for hell. It's long past the time to stop in moderation. Our country is sparsely populated, and there were many casualties when we were on a mission in China. None of this has been compensated by hell in hell. ”

Lu Ba sneered, his eyes were like staring at a jumping clown, and he said disdainfully: "So, do you think it's time to settle accounts after the autumn?" ”

Ren Wujian took a deep breath, pointed his finger at the landing tyrant, and said loudly: "Yes, our Yamato nation would rather die than be humiliated, for the crimes you committed in the Japanese country, we must apologize, and make compensation!" ”

"Ridiculous." Zong Bai slammed the table, his eyes widened, and he said coldly: "Ren Wujian Bafang, at that time, your subordinates rebelled, and the position of the sixth generation was not guaranteed, who helped you stabilize the ninja group?" There are still two thousand years, the ninja martial arts group has a shortage of funds, and the training funds are insufficient, and who is helping you to tide over the difficulties at a critical time. You are not the only organization in the Wa Kingdom. At that time, the people of the Thang Long Society wanted to come to us to Hell to cooperate, but we didn't refuse. If we had supported the Thang Long Society back then, then the current leader of the first underground in the Wa Kingdom would be Ma Wu Taro, and it would have nothing to do with you. ”

"You nurture me?" Ren Wujian carried the teapot in all directions and splashed it directly on Zong Bai.

Zong Bai didn't hide, the tea soup on his face was dripping, and it was still steaming.

"Aren't you all doing this for your own interests?" Ren Wujian threw the teapot on the ground, kicked over a chair, and said loudly: "Needless to say, it sounds so good, now I will give you three paths, get out of hell, and join the ninja group." Or publish an apology and make compensation. As for the third way, hmph, you can't see the sun tomorrow, let alone go to the West! ”

Before Ren Wujian Bafang entered the door, he secretly listened to the conversation between the two, and knew that the prison emperor was not in hell at all.

According to his understanding of hell, the relationship between the Seven Great Demon Kings and the Eighteen Prison Envoys is not harmonious, even if he finds a way to eliminate the two, it is estimated that no one else will care. So he's become even more unscrupulous now.

Lu Ba slowly stood up, he was tall, a head taller than Ren Wujian, looked down at him, and said, "I don't choose any of your three paths!" ”

Zong Bai clenched his fists and said coldly: "Ren Wujian Bafang, what do you want to do with this?" ”

Ren Wujian strode over, grabbed Zong Bai's collar, and said, "Old thing, you still dare to threaten me." You don't know the methods of our ninja group, I ......"

In the middle of speaking, Zong Bai suddenly grabbed his head, pressed it down, and slammed it on the corner of the table.

"Bang!"

A piece of skin was broken on Ren Wujian's head, and blood flowed.

"Even if I'm down, it's not something you can humiliate casually." After speaking, Zong Bai kicked Ren Wujian in the stomach again, kicking him aside.

Ren Wujian had unbearable abdominal pain, curled up and fell to the ground, and glanced at the Emperor of Martial Arts who looked for help, and found that the Emperor of Martial Arts didn't seem to care about his injuries at all, but put his left hand behind his back, and said lightly: "Yes." Word.

After speaking, the Emperor of Martial Arts walked into the room and said in a clear tone: 02 "Strong ...... No, humiliation! ”

His tone was unhurried, tepid, and sounded ordinary to the extreme, but he didn't dare to ignore it.

When Ren Wujian heard the words of the Emperor of Martial Arts, he knew that he would not stand up for himself. I thought that I hugged a big thick leg, so I tried my best, but now I was beaten in vain, and I felt very angry in my heart, and glared at Zong Bai with resentment, and said secretly: "Hmph, old thing, you wait for me, I will definitely not be able to spare you later, I dare to leave a wound on my face, and I will die of pain......"

"You are the Emperor of Martial Arts, I have heard of you." Lu Ba snorted coldly, squinted at him, and said, "I've been to the Wa Kingdom twice, and I've looked for you, but who knows which Wang Ba Shell you hid into, and you have nothing to do, so you can only find the grandsons of the Six Generations to play." A grandson is a grandson, you see that he is still a fox and a fake tiger, when he is a big garlic. ”

Ren Wujian's face was shy, irritable and angry, Quan Dang didn't hear anything, covered his head with one hand, and said loudly: "Lord Tiandao, please make the decision for us." ”

"Injury?" The Martial Emperor's expression was silent, he glanced at Zong Bai and Lu Ba, his gaze stayed on their arms for a moment, and then he slowly raised his left hand and said, "One hand ......"