The palm of the Martial Emperor seemed to condense into a whirlpool, swallowing all the trembling fist wind, and his body trembled and he snorted.

Lu Ba was already exhausted, his legs kept trembling, and there were only ragged pieces of clothes on his body, and he couldn't tell the wolf bèi.

And in his eyes, there was a slow despair.

"Heaven and earth, me!" The Emperor of Martial Arts said lightly, as if he was pointing out the difference in the level that the two had only seen.

Lu Ba frowned slightly, and in an instant, the cheating he was held by the Emperor of Martial Arts also began to shatter, first the fur dissipated, then the muscles and bones, the blow just now, the strength had destroyed the entire arm, even if he could live, if he lost his arms, he would become a waste.

Then, the palm of the Martial Emperor's hand lightly hit Lu Ba's heavenly spirit cover, and a cold air spread down his head, Lu Ba's face also turned from white to blue, and the whole person's clothes were all frozen, without the slightest strength to resist.

Zong Bai ran over to stop it, and was grabbed by the other hand of the Emperor of Martial Arts on the outside half of the ribs, and turned suddenly, Zong Bai suddenly lost his strength in pain.

I saw that the right hand of the Martial Emperor grabbed Lu Batian's inspiration, and cracks spread to the soles of Lu Ba's feet on Lu Ba's head, and then shattered, the largest of which was only the size of a fist.

Zong Bai's eyes were gray, and the master who had been reborn was actually dead like this.

There is one less mainstay in hell.

"Prison Emperor ......" Zong Bai spat blood in his mouth, and said unwillingly: "Could it be ...... Have you abandoned us? If you are in ...... How can that! ”

"The Prison Emperor?" The Emperor of Martial Arts' face regained his indifference, and said, "I...... Yes...... Hit, defeat defeat...... He! ”

"Dream! Bullshit Japanese slave, Lao Tzu will die by himself, and he won't let you kill it! After Zong Bai finished speaking, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly grabbed from the wound on his chest, crushed his heart hard, and looked at the Emperor of Martial Arts with a wild smile, viscous blood continued to flow out of his mouth, he turned around slowly and walked towards the blocked road.

Zong Bai's skin slowly regained and dried up, and at the same time, his steps became heavier and heavier.

"When I die...... Can you not gamble on ...... traffic?"

Zong Bai held on to the front of a Buick parked on the side of the road, his body slowly collapsed, and his head was facing the gray sky above.

"Haze...... Can it be scattered? ”

The driver fled from the car in fright, and the crowd dispersed in panic.

Zong Bai felt as if his whole body was falling infinitely, a force dragging him, and he was getting farther and farther away from this world......

The scenery in front of me is getting more and more blurred......

I don't know when the noise quiets down......

Zong Bai suddenly saw the Prison Emperor, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the sky hard, and the breath he exhaled never inhaled again.

The Emperor of Martial Arts frowned deeply, looking at the dead Zong Bai, with a contemplative look in his eyes.

What kind of person is this Prison Emperor?

On the teahouse, five tattooed warriors covered in blood rushed down and punched and kicked at the Emperor of Martial Arts.

On the third floor, on the broken wall, three Japanese men fired a burst of guns below.

The tattoo fell in a pool of blood, and the struggling Emperor of the Martial Warrior crawled over.

"Baga, kill ...... Kill them. Ren Wujian covered his eyes with his left hand and shouted hysterically.

During the melee in the corridor, Ren Wujian Bafang was blinded by the tattoo man in his left eye, but fortunately, two more members of the ninja group arrived.

These four people are the dark line he left in Lingjiang City, the elite of the ninja group elite, and they are armed with submachine guns.

If it weren't for these two later, I'm afraid that Ren Wujian Bafang and Okamoto and Okada would all be killed by the crazy tattoos.

Originally, the battle was in the final state of anxiety, and the injured warriors and members of the ninja martial arts group could not help anyone, but seeing Zong Bai die, these tattoos directly left Ren Wujian and them, and turned to attack the Emperor of Martial Arts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the members of the ninja team changed their magazines and fired frantically at the back of the tattooed warrior.

Bullets hit the ground and flew out, piercing the wagons of cars on the side of the road, breaking through windows, and smashing the ground with holes.

The five tattooers finally stopped moving, and the blood flowing from their bodies stained a bluestone pavement.

In the distance, the Fallen Demon King let out a long sigh, slowly loosened his clenched fist, and muttered, "Die...... Died like that? ”

The wind continued to blow, and there was a faint smell of blood mixed with the exhaust fumes of city cars.

The Fallen Demon King slowly crouched down, pressed his hand to the ground, scratched the cement mixture, spread his hand, and watched the dust drift away.

"It's just dust." The Fallen Demon King clapped his hands, lowered his head and said, "Why, I am lost?" Does their life or death have anything to do with me? ”

Several members of the ninja group packed up their guns and ran downstairs to start two Toyota cars, but the road was congested, and it was difficult for them to drive to the teahouse.

Ren Wujian walked in front of the Emperor of Martial Arts in all directions and spoke diligently.

The Emperor of Martial Arts didn't look at him, and left with his sleeves brushed up.

Ren Wujian followed far behind, not daring to approach, nor daring to stay away.

He originally thought that this matter would be carried out in secret, and when he killed Zong Bai and Lu Ba, he would be unaware, and if the people in Hell suspected that it was the hand of the Flying Birds, it would be the best for him.

Regardless of whether the rest of the prison envoys and demon kings will intervene in this matter, he will be the safest.

But who knows, this battle will make such a big move, it is estimated that it will not be long before the whole city will be known.

After this operation, the ninja group can be said to have completely broken with the Asuka group. He had to deal with the rest of the situation carefully, and he had to maneuver very skillfully between Hell and the Birds.

Ren Wujian frowned, he typed out several numbers one after another, and issued an order, asking the elite troops of the ninja martial arts group to gather in Lingjiang City as much as possible, as long as they had their own armed forces, they could better implement the next plan.

Although the Emperor of Martial Arts is powerful, he is not his bodyguard and subordinate, and it is always not wrong to leave a backhand.

As for the crime club, they have been oppressed by hell for a long time, and I believe that they will be the same as themselves, and they have wanted to resist for a long time, but they have the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief. Taking advantage of the fact that Zong Bai and Lu Ba are dead now, as long as they are coerced and lured, although they cannot be subdued, with the super backer of the Emperor of Martial Arts, there should be no problem in gaining cooperation.

There are also the three major families in the United States, if we can get in touch with them and reach a consensus on cooperation, things will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

But......

Ren Wujian twisted a pimple in his eyebrows, and said secretly: "Lingjiang City is such a big piece of territory, how can it be separated." Such a nice place, I must not give it to others. I want to build him into the second largest base of the Ninja Martial Force, wipe out the Flying Bird Regiment and the Horror King Legion, and then radiate the surrounding area with Lingjiang City as the center. At that time, the map plate of Nuoda will be owned by the ninja group. ”

"Oops!" He was thinking happily, but he tripped over the steps, his body was already tired and weak, he staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and fell to eat.

Passers-by laughed, but the Emperor of Martial Arts still walked in front of him, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

"Laugh what a laugh!" Ren Wujian sneered: "You lowly people, it won't be long before 02 lets you see how powerful I am." ”

"Phew, the road is unsteady, and you know how good you are? Go home and eat! A man with a beer belly said loudly.

Ren Wujian was depressed in his heart, he had just dealt with the most powerful organization in the world, who knew that it didn't take long for him to be ridiculed by the sloppy ruffian, this world was really not something he could imagine.

As soon as I looked up, pedestrians were shuttling on the road in front of me, there were close lovers whispering, and there was an old man with a walking stick and a slow pace, but only the Emperor of Martial Arts was missing.

"Oops!" 02 Ren Wujian Bafang trembled in his heart and shouted, "My lord? My lord? ”

The beer-bellied fat man said "hey" and said, "02 child, adults are here." ”

"Yaga!" Ren Wujian stomped his feet in all directions, turned his head and stumbled out, looking for the figure of the Emperor of Martial Arts all over the world.

……

On the other side, the Fallen Demon King was squatting there alone, watching the teahouse from afar.

The teahouse has gradually regained its calm, and the frightened pedestrians have slowly stood up, feeling the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe.

Some people were calling home to report their safety, and they still had lingering fears when they talked about the danger just now.

Others poked their necks hard, wishing they had grown into a giraffe, stretching their necks towards the teahouse, hoping to see more of the excitement so that they could become the talking point of drunken chat.

Instead of clearing the congested roads, they have become more congested.

The police also did not arrive for a long time, and the fastest to arrive was the members of the Flying Bird Regiment, Caigua brought a few gangsters over to maintain order.

Although the vegetable melon is not famous, the fame of the Flying Bird Group is unique in Lingjiang City, and there is such a hard atmosphere, although there have been a lot of incidents in the Flying Bird Group recently, and it has been spread in the news, but ordinary people still dare not offend the Flying Bird Group.

Not long after, two other teams of the Flying Bird Regiment arrived, and the second team was led by the water chicken, and after asking Caigua, he directly took over the matter.

In terms of command and dispatch ability, the water chicken is not comparable to the vegetable melon at all. He first set up a cordon, and then sent people to ask the owner of the tea house, retrieved the surveillance video, and asked the tea customers about the incident.

The whole scene slowly stabilized, and the members of the Flying Bird Regiment covered the bodies of Zong Bai and Wenshi with white sheets and carried them out.

The crowd of onlookers also dispersed one after another.

The Fallen Demon King kept squatting there and watching, and when the road slowly cleared, he slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, Lu Ba, Zong Bai, although we have different opinions, it can even be said to be contradictory. But I'm not going to let you die in vain......"

“…… Although, I'm not the opponent of the Emperor of Martial Arts, but I'll meet the people of the ninja martial arts group and kill one by one. It's a pity that Zong Bai, the calligraphy, paintings and weapons you promised to me were in vain, and such a huge loss should be counted on the ninja group. As for the Emperor of Martial Arts, let's wait for the Prison Emperor to show up. ”

Fang Manting sighed in his heart for a while, glanced at Uncle Zong and Lu Ba silently, and then turned around and left slowly, his back looking gloomy and lonely.