Suddenly, Shuimu Qinghua rushed directly towards Yang Pojun.

At this moment, Mizuki Qinghua's side was surrounded by countless water-based runes.

Especially behind Mizuki Qinghua, a water dragon formed by a water column appeared.

The water dragon is emerald green all over, as if it were a real dragon.

He looks so lifelike, so powerful.

"Roar!"

The water dragon roared angrily in the sky, and the air around it fluctuated violently.

Yang Pojun felt a harsh sound that was about to burst his eardrums.

A trace of blood had already flowed from his ear.

"Ahh

Yang Pojun's head was too stinging, and this pain made him feel that the world was shaking.

Yang Pojun pointed his fingers.

"Huh!"

The nine-turn golden spear suspended in the void made a direct U-turn, and it rushed towards the water dragon behind Mizuki Qinghua.

The water dragon bit down into the nine-turn golden gun.

At this moment, Yang Pojun felt that his divine thoughts could no longer be supported.

Because commanding the Nine Turns Golden Gun requires the consumption of his powerful spiritual power.

"It hurts, I can't bear it."

"Nine turns of the golden gun, come back!"

"Boom!"

The nine-turn golden gun shook suddenly.

It was to disperse the water dragon, and it rained heavily in this world.

"Poof."

Yang Pojun spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook.

He didn't expect that the water system exercise of the water patriarch of the ninja house would be cultivated to such a place of cultivation, which was really terrifying.

And Mizuki Qinghua also spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mizuki Qinghua said loudly: "Everyone, kill him for me together, he is injured now, hurry!" ”

"Yes!"

That group of extreme ninjas was miserably abused by Yang Pojun just now.

Now that they saw that Yang Pojun was injured by their patriarch's attack, they were all happy.

Wait a minute, they must break Yang Pojun's body into pieces.

This son of a bitch.

What I just said, but it almost didn't them off.

"Kill, I'll cut off Yang Pojun's limbs and feed them to the dogs."

"I'm going to chop up his head and make a meat bun."

A group of extreme ninjas saw Yang Pojun fleeing, they all exuded strong self-confidence, and the previous decadence was all gone.

There were more than 20 extreme ninjas left at the scene, and they chased Yang Pojun together.

Yang Pojun frowned, and he said in a deep voice: "Teleport!" ”

Swish!

His body rushed to the outside of the lawn.

And the group of extremely endured behind, chasing after them.

Yang Pojun's face was outlined with a cruel smile.

"You bastards, aren't you trying to kill me? Hehe, then I, Yang Pojun, will fulfill you, but you will regret it later. ”

Mizuki Qinghua's speed is not slow.

directly caught up with Yang Pojun.

In the void, two ninja knives slashed at Yang Pojun.

Yang Pojun felt the ninja knife and locked himself.

He grabbed the nine-turn golden gun, immediately turned his head, and slashed it with one shot.

"Click!"

The two ninja knives broke on the spot under the attack of the ancient weapon Nine Turns Golden Gun.

And immediately, a group of ninjas next to him also seized the opportunity, and their figures turned into dozens of afterimages in the night, attacking Yang Pojun.

These guys are all ground-level martial artists.

And Yang Pojun is still at the peak of the saint-level martial artist.

With them, there is a big difference.

This group of guys is worthy of being masters, they don't let go when they seize the opportunity, and they attack tricky and ruthless.

Yang Pojun didn't have time to use his abilities at all, and resisted their full force.

"Boom!"

The attack of more than a dozen ground-level martial artists, that power, it can be said, is overwhelming.

Yang Pojun's body slammed into the ground, and on the ground, a deep pit appeared, and dust was flying.

"Poof."

Yang Pojun spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and he felt that the flesh and bones of his whole body were about to break, and the pain made his face hideous.

Even a person like him, who had endured countless pains, almost fainted from the pain.

The blood in the body perfuses into the meridians of the whole body, and the eyes are bloodshot.

Mizuki Qinghua's face was cold and ruthless: "This guy has a lot of hole cards, fast, within a radius of one hundred meters, all locked!" Attack him together, and don't delay! ”

"Yes!"

Mizuki Qinghua is a calm person.

For Yang Pojun's methods and reputation, he already knew that this guy was not a good stubble.

As long as there is a chance to kill him, don't hesitate, otherwise, the boat will definitely capsize in the gutter.

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, Yang Pojun showed all his hole cards and means.

But this group of extreme ninjas are also experienced killers in actual combat.

In just twenty minutes, Yang Pojun was seriously injured.

I saw that the clothes on his whole body had been stained red with blood.

There were also more than a dozen knife cuts on his body.

Some of the cuts, you can see his bones.

Yang Pojun's lips trembled as he looked at the group of extreme ninjas surrounding him, with a grim expression.

Because he was surrounded by this group of extremely ninjacrats, and Shuimu Qinghua, who was outside, also locked Yang Pojun all the time, not giving him the slightest chance to escape.

This is the most serious injury in a year after Yang Pojun escaped from the hands of the undead.

Yang Pojun looked back, because there were still two hundred meters away from the place where he had set the itchy bone poison oil trap.

As long as he rushes past 200 meters, he can turn defeat into victory.

But now, the other side does not give him a chance.

"Yang Pojun, you definitely didn't expect that you would die if you came to attack our ninja house headquarters, right?"

"Yes, your mouth was so poisonous just now, and now you continue to be arrogant?"

"Huh! Next, I'm going to gouge out your eyes, cut off your limbs, and split your five horses! Otherwise, our dead brother will not be blind. ”

A group of extremely ninjas, holding ninja swords, walked towards Yang Pojun step by step.

Yang Pojun held the nine-turn golden spear, knelt on one knee, and the blood on the palm of his hand obeyed the barrel of the gun and overflowed downward.

Yang Pojun held the nine-turn golden gun in both hands, and slowly supported his body.

Yang Pojun looked at the group of extreme ninjas surrounding him, and a hideous smile appeared on his face.

This smile is a little eerie and terrifying.

"Do you think you can really kill me?"

When a group of extreme ninjas heard this, they all felt a bad feeling.

Shuimu Qinghua also said in a deep voice: "Kill!" ”

Yang Pojun also said in a deep voice: "Xiaohong! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ahh

A dark red light rushed towards Yang Pojun.

And the group of extreme ninjas who surrounded Yang Pojun flew directly into the void.

In particular, the sound of bones breaking on their bodies was very clear.

The little red cat opened an escape route for Yang Pojun.

Then the little red cat's figure flashed and disappeared directly.

Even Mizuki Qinghua didn't see his appearance clearly.

Yang Pojun saw that the little red cat had killed him a bloody path, Yang Pojun immediately gritted his teeth and rushed out!

(End of chapter)