None of the people in the cultivation world of Jiangsu and Zhejiang took the initiative to speak, and they silently looked at Lu Chengen and Matsui Yohei, not knowing what they were thinking.

With a playful smile on his face, Matsui looked at the five scouts, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"You're all on your knees now, I can give you a good time, hehe, I like to see you on your knees the most."

Looking at the five scouts, Yohei Matsui had a cruel smile on his face.

The five scouts had cold expressions on their faces, and when they heard Matsui's words, they snorted coldly.

"We will never kneel, even if we die, we will not kneel." They looked at Matsui with contempt in their eyes.

Matsui laughed, he waved his hand, and the Matsui family's seven-star armor came to the front of the five scouts.

These seven-star soldiers had no expression on their faces, raised their right fists, and slammed them into the cheeks of the five scouts.

Punch after punch, the faces of the five scouts were bloody, but several armorers had no intention of stopping.

Lu Chengen looked frightened, and Matsui Yohei kept smiling.

After five minutes of fighting, the seven-star armor stopped, and the faces of the five scouts were red and swollen, and blood continued to flow down their cheeks to the ground.

But none of them cried out in pain, and none of them chose to give in.

"The more you don't want to do, the more I'm going to let you do it. Decades ago, didn't many of you choose to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy from us? Now I can give you a chance to live, and kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy, or maybe I'll let you go when I'm happy. ”

With a dagger in his hand, Matsui came to the front of the five scouts and said in a playful tone.

"Dreaming." One of the scouts said as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Matsui smiled, and he stabbed the dagger directly into the scout's thigh, and then quickly pulled it out.

Bright red blood flowed down the wound, but the investigator gritted his teeth and endured it, without even humming.

Matsui looked over to the other four scouts, and he didn't believe that no one would give in.

The bloodstained dagger stabbed into the legs of the four scouts, and the blood flowed, but they didn't even blink an eye.

Seeing that no matter what kind of means he used, the other party would not beg for mercy, let alone kneel, Matsui Yohei showed a cruel expression.

"You're astonishing, but I want to know if you're still going to be able to be so tough after breaking your legs."

Matsui Yohei looked at the two six-star armors, and he waved his right hand directly.

The two six-star armorers wore black samurai uniforms, and they had six stars embroidered on their chests, representing their strength.

After seeing Matsui's eyes, they slowly walked out and looked coldly at the five scouts.

Just when they were about to move the master, a middle-aged man with perfect strength stood up directly.

"You brutes, it's not decades ago now, and our Huaxia Kingdom is not a place for you to do evil." The middle-aged man pointed at Matsui and scolded.

The rest of the personnel looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, with an incredulous expression on their faces.

This middle-aged man is none other than Peng Tonghe, the head of Feishamen.

Peng Tonghe is well-known in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang cultivation circles for being opportunistic, and no one thought that he would take the initiative to stand up at this time.

"Lu Chengen, we can help you deal with the big guy on the road, but we will definitely not help you work for the Japanese people."

"You people, keep your eyes open and take a closer look, these Japanese people are torturing our compatriots, but we are standing by and watching, and we are cultivators in vain."

"Little ghost of the Japanese country, with me Peng Tonghe here today, you don't want to continue to hurt them."

With an angry expression on his face, Peng Tonghe walked quickly towards Matsui Yohei.

The corners of Matsui Yanghei's mouth showed a disdainful expression, he didn't pay attention to Peng Tonghe at all, but looked at the rest of the cultivators.

When Peng Tonghe was about to come to Matsui Yohei, a six-star armor quickly appeared in front of Peng Tonghe.

He punched Peng Tonghe directly in the chest, Peng Tonghe didn't react, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground limply.

The six-star armor wanted to continue to attack, but was stopped by Yohei Matsui.

Matsui Yohei glanced at Peng Tonghe coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Hehe, after so many years, you Chinese people are still like this, you like to be overwhelmed." Yohei Matsui said playfully.

Glancing at the rest of the cultivators, then at Lu Chengen coldly, Matsui Yohei stepped on Peng Tonghe's head with his right foot.

"If any of you still want to be like him, you can stand up, I want to see how many people in Huaxia Kingdom are not afraid of death."

Matsui Yohei stepped on Peng Tonghe's head, and he said in a cold tone.

The rest of the people of the cultivation sect saw that Peng Tonghe, who was in perfect strength, was defeated by the other party with one punch, and they dared not speak in anger, and most of them did not say anything.

Lu Chengen had doubted the strength of Matsui Yohei's subordinates before, but now when he saw this scene, he was stunned and full of frightened expressions.

Matsui stomped Peng Tonghe's head, and he glanced around with disdain.

"From now on, we are the alliance, don't worry, what happened tonight, I will help you keep it secret." Yohei Matsui said with a playful expression.

He looked at the two six-star armors, ready to let them strike.

Seeing that their head was being bullied like this, more than a dozen disciples of the Feisha Sect took action one after another.

"Let go of our boss!" The dozen or so disciples roared angrily and rushed towards Matsui Yohei.

After the five seven-star armorers saw Matsui's eyes, they shot together.

Coming to the front of more than a dozen Feishamen disciples, they punched one punch after another.

Their strength is equivalent to that of a half-step grandmaster, and the highest strength of these disciples of Feishamen is only Huajin Xiaocheng, where is their opponent.

More than a dozen Feishamen disciples all fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, most of them died on the spot, and a few were dying.

"Wa country ghost!" When Peng Tonghe saw this scene, he let out an angry roar.

Matsui had a smug expression on his face, and he thought he was in complete control of the situation here.

He didn't know that Lu Yang had already come here with Xu Jun, and Xu Jun saw the scene and wanted to take action immediately.

But Lu Yang shook his head, and Lu Yang looked at the rest of the cultivation sect disciples with a solemn expression on his face.

He was waiting, he wanted to see if these people would finally make a move, and if they didn't, acquiesce to Matsui's move.

Then when Lu Yang makes a move, he will wipe them out together.