At the moment when Long Zhongtian stepped into the ring, all the submachine guns in the hands of the dragon soul cavalry were safed, and the tense atmosphere made the hearts of everyone in the square tremble.

"What is Long Zhongtian going to do, doesn't he care about the life and death of the people in the entire square?"

The commander of the nineteenth army looked at Long Zhongtian angrily, if something happened here, he decided that he couldn't escape the relationship, but he also knew in his heart that the current situation was not something he could control, in his memory, he had gone to the Dragon Soul Mansion two days ago to place Long Zhongtian, so that he remembered the most clear sentence.

"The Japanese are the eternal mortal enemies of my dragon soul, and my dragon soul can't count this account with them, and there are no living Japanese in front of the dragon soul, absolutely nothing."

"Japanese, you can't provoke anyone, but provoke this madman."

The commander of the 19th Army shook his head in pain and ordered his troops to ensure the safety of the masses at the necessary moment.

Above the ring.

Hojo slowly pulled out the katana, under the scorching white sun, the sword light attacked Long Zhongtian's eyes, Long Zhongtian felt the dazzling light, and naturally blocked with his arm, at this moment, Hojo's figure appeared next to Long Zhongtian, the katana was glowing with a colossal murderous aura, slashing at Long Zhongtian's high arm.

At this moment, all the Chinese were nervous in their hearts, feeling the murderous dragon Zhongtian, the arm that covered the eyes, trembled, and the hairs of the whole body stood up.

"Look for death!"

Long Zhongtian roared angrily, and then Long Zhongtian's arm was cut off, and at the same moment, Hojo let out a muffled snort, and after this muffled snort, Long Zhongtian appeared behind Hojo.

"This!"

Long Zhongtian's speed made everyone hallucinate, and ordinary people were even more so, in their eyes, Long Zhongtian had been split into two pieces, not only that, but Long Zhongtian's arm was also cut off, but at this moment what they saw was Long Zhongtian appearing behind the Japanese samurai, holding a dagger in Long Zhongtian's hand and sticking it in the back of the Japanese samurai.

Blood spurted out from the corners of Hojo's mouth, and there was disbelief in his eyes, for him, this was really unacceptable to him, he obviously killed Long Zhongtian, but it was himself who was killed.

"It's so strong!"

Hojo fell to his knees.

The samurai leaders of various families in Japan stood up from the rattan chairs one after another, with horror and horror in their eyes, they couldn't believe it, this was true, but they knew very well in their hearts that this was indeed true, this fact was very cruel, they knew that they had hallucinations, what Hojo killed was just the phantom of the dragon in the sky, at the moment when the phantom was killed, they were excited with regret, but at this moment their **** was trembling.

At this moment, they had the idea of leaving here, for the first time since they were samurai, although this thought was a shame in their hearts, a shame as a real samurai of Great Japan, but their hearts told them that they were not the opponents of Long Zhongtian, and the battle could only be sent to death.

"Hehehe......"

Fujiki Ichiro laughed again, this time he smiled very heartily and boldly.

"Didn't your patriarch tell you that my 350,000 Japanese army was lost in the hands of the dragon soul, and the current dragon soul is the dragon soul in the dragon mountain, and the current dragon soul, his strength looks even more powerful in the previous dragon soul."

"What!"

Hearing Fujiki Ichiro's words, the bodies of these Japanese samurai shook again, looking at Long Zhongtian in the ring as if they saw a devil, a devil who crawled out of hell, they all knew that the dragon soul, this dragon soul, was designated as the natural enemy of the Japanese Empire, and Long Zhongtian's appearance was just to stay at the moment when he was adopted by the former Long family army and Long Yun, Long Zhongtian's past, and what kind of existence Long Zhongtian's real family is, has always been a mystery.

"Didn't you say that the dragon soul has been destroyed?"

A samurai asked.

"Stupid, if the dragon soul is destroyed, then how to explain the dragon soul that you came over to deal with, this is just a means for His Majesty the Emperor to comfort his subjects."

Ichiro Fujiki said.

"You!"

The samurai trembled with anger, but he didn't know how to refute Fujiki Ichiro, and sat helplessly on the rattan chair.

"More than a dozen families such as me are all big families loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, no matter how rebellious the dragon soul is, we must know this bomb without His Majesty the Emperor, it's time to serve His Majesty the Emperor."

After Fujiki Ichiro slipped down, with a wave of his hand, a samurai handed him a katana, and Fujiki Ichiro, who took the katana, stepped into the ring step by step, and the range of the ring duel.

At this moment, these Japanese families realized that they had fallen into the trap of Fujiki Ichiro, and half of the family property was a bait, but because of this, they had a determination in their hearts and decided to fight to the death.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my father said that even if everyone dies here, my Fujiki family will scoop up half of the family wealth and divide it equally among you."

Fujiki said, at this moment, these samurai did not answer Fujiki's words, nor did they feel excited or happy because of the Fujiki family's promise, their eyes were all the tall back in the ring at the moment, chiluo's upper body, the muscles like iron in the ** person, the founder of the dragon soul that made the whole of Japan fearful, Long Zhongtian.

"Long Zhongtian, I will not duel with you as the Fujiki family of the Great Japanese Empire, challenge in the name of an individual, you don't have to worry."

Fujiki Ichiro stepped into the ring and said proudly.

"Hmph, even if you fight on behalf of a small island country, Lao Tzu is not worried about anything because of your little Japan, but what worries Lao Tzu is that why the little Japan has not been extinct."

Long Zhongtian said, this sentence resonated with all the Chinese, and the whole square shouted the name of the dragon soul.

"You!"

Long Zhongtian's words made Fujiki Ichiro's face pale.

"You're going to pay for what you've said."

"Oh, yes, Marshal Ben told you that this is the territory of the Chinese, and the word price should come out of my Chinese mouth."

The corners of Long Zhongtian's mouth had a sinister smile.

Fujiki Ichiro's body trembled with anger, and the katana was pulled out with a thud, and his body was divided into two, two into four, and he raised his katana to surround Long Zhongtian, and at the same time slashed towards Long Zhongtian.

"Hehe, good speed."

Long Zhongtian's body moved, disappeared in place, and appeared in the place where Fujiki Ichiro was standing, and at the same time, the four Fujiki Ichiro merged, and the katana slashed down, but only brought the sound of death in the air.

"Nani!"

"Your speed is very fast, between movements, you can produce four phantoms, among these four phantoms, the virtual and the real can be intertwined, which is one of the moves of my Chinese shapeshift, master you, the Japanese are the wild species left by my Chinese nation overseas, your genes are too rubbish, even martial arts can not be learned."

Long Zhongtian scoffed.

"Yaga!"

Long Zhongtian's sarcasm made Fujiki Ichiro's face turn blue, not only did all his Japanese be humiliated by Long Zhongtian's inner roar, almost to the brink of collapse.

However, Long Zhongtian's hand was still injured at this moment, the blood slipped from his arm, and a long knife edge appeared on his shoulder, Long Zhongtian said this, but he also had to admire Fujiki Ichiro's martial arts talent, and the realm of shape-shifting had been cultivated to the extreme by him.

Fujiki Ichiro saw the blood rolling down Long Zhongtian's arm, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth smirked.

"Hehehe......"

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he attacked Long Zhongtian again with the same move.

"Humph!"

Long Zhongtian snorted coldly, and at the same time, his body disappeared, and the four figures conjured up by Fujiki Ichiro were suddenly shattered, and the real body appeared, and Long Zhongtian appeared in front of Fujiki Ichiro's eyes.

"Why, yes, yes!"

The wrath of the dragon soul plunged into Fujiki Ichiro's heart, leaving only the handle of the dagger.

"The same move shouldn't appear in front of me a second time, it's the greatest stupidity!"

With a smile on the corner of Long Zhongtian's mouth, the anger of the dragon soul was drawn out between the words, and with a bang, Fujiki Ichiro knelt down on the ring, the blind hole spread, and his head hit the ground, and at this moment, more than a dozen masters sent by all the Japanese families walked to the ring at the same time.