Chapter 141: Spare?

On the other hand, the Axe Gang, although it is huge in the Demon Capital area, is a little short of an empire, the so-called persimmon picks up the soft pinch, Dongying and the Axe Gang, obviously the latter is softer.

At least, with the strength that Yun Shibao currently shows, it is not enough to compete with a huge empire.

"Your Excellency the Governor, even I, as a father, don't know where the strength of the dog comes from, so I'm sorry, I can't help you." Chen Dabiao glanced at the foreign devil in front of him with a natural face, and said lightly.

"Oh? In this way, Mr. Chen wants to ignore the friendship of our empire on which the sun never sets..."

"Boom..."

Before John could finish speaking, the sky suddenly shone with golden light, and a small figure lit up the night sky like the sun.

Sanskrit sounds burst, sandalwood overflowing, and a phantom figure of the Buddha appeared in the night sky out of thin air.

The Buddha's hand was slightly raised, and it pressed down towards Yamamoto Musashi in mid-air.

Some time ago, when Yun Shibao used the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect to destroy the Dongying fleet, because of the distance, most people in the Demon City only saw the golden light flashing in the direction of the seaside, and there was a Buddha in the middle of the air, but after all, it was relatively vague.

But now this is an urban area, and in front of everyone's eyes, the shock of the phantom of the Buddha who is thousands of meters high is far from being comparable to the vision on the seaside some time ago.

"Ghost Martial Heaven Splitting Slash!" A terrible scream like a ghost, the demon queen behind Yamamoto Muzo turned into a dark green ghost fire, submerged into the blade, and in an instant, the ghost fire on the knife won a big victory, turning into a hideous green grimace, hard Buddha's hand up, as if there was a posture of slaughtering Buddha.

"Bang!" The first Buddha's hand fell, the grimace collided with the Buddha's hand, the Buddha's hand shattered, and then, the Buddha's phantom was cracked and shattered like a porcelain, turning into pieces of golden light, overflowing.

The grimace continued unabated, rushing towards the second Buddha's hand.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A series of explosions, the grimace slaughtered the Buddha, although the ghost fire had disappeared, and the grimace had become erratic, but after all, it still shattered all the Buddha's phantoms and swallowed the small figure.

"Poof!"

The demon sword Qi Gen sank into Yun Shibao's body and pierced through his chest.

"Haha, let you have the resources of the sky, the gap between the two realms is not going to fall on the spot..."As the amplification effect of "Ghost Martial Arts" disappeared, Yamamoto Musashi's hair, which had been stripped of part of his vitality, turned gray in an instant, and he looked older and older.

However, he didn't care about this, and looked at Yun Shibao who was engulfed by the ghost fire and laughed wildly.

"Heh... I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding of the word demon..."Suddenly, a voice came from the burning man's mouth.

The next moment, in Yamamoto Musashi's terrified gaze, the ghost fire began to extinguish, revealing a small figure that had been pierced through the chest by a demon knife.

When encountering things that can't be solved, find a self-service reincarnation machine, this is a habit that Yun Shibao gradually develops, although the ghost fire is domineering, but in front of the "krypton" boss, it is not a problem.

"Clear the ghost fire, deduct the host's arrogance value of 50,000 points."

With a prompt from the broken machine, Yun Shibao grinned and showed a hint of a smile at Yamamoto Musashi.

"Demon reincarnation!"

As the four words full of murderous intent spit out from Yun Shibao's mouth, Yun Shibao's right hand turned into a claw and slammed into Yamamoto Musashi's abdominal cavity, sealing his internal force.

For an old devil who dared to insert a knife into his body, Yun Shibao didn't want him to die so easily.

"Poof!" Yun Shibao landed steadily to the ground, stepping on Yamamoto Musashi's head under his feet, but his small figure was like an unattainable mountain, which made it difficult for everyone to even breathe.

Dongying's No. 1 master, god-level special forbearance, a character who has lived for hundreds of years, was defeated like this? Defeated by a six-year-old?

"Arrogance +50 (*2)"

"Arrogance +70 (*3)"

"Arrogance +45 (*4)"

In a short time, Yun Shibao not only earned back the arrogance value of clearing the ghost fire, but also had a lot of surplus.

"Baby, are you alright?" Chen Dabiao and his wife hurriedly ran out of the crowd, looking at Yun Shibao, whose chest cavity was pierced by a demon knife, and was drenched in blood, they burst into tears in distress.

"This little injury? Not a problem! Yun Shibao glanced down at the demon knife on his chest, pulled the knife out of his chest, and his little face twitched in pain.

"How can it be okay? I'll take you to the hospital..."Just as Chen Dabiao was tearfully preparing to pick up Yun Shibao and go to the hospital, his voice couldn't help but pause.

I saw that the hideous knife on my child's chest actually squirmed, and in just a moment, the bleeding had stopped, and the wound had begun to heal.

The recovery effect of the Yi Jin Jing internal force is coupled with the recovery ability of the golden slime, which can almost heal most external injuries, of course, the injured internal organs do not recover so quickly, with Yun Shibao's current internal injuries, he will not want to recover as before if he does not lie down for seven days or eight days.

Of course, the people who eat melons don't know this, they only see that the fatal penetrating wound on the demonic Oriental boy in front of them has healed in an instant, and they only see that Yamamoto Musashi, the first master of Dongying, was trampled under the feet of this kid...

"Arrogance +45 (*2)"

"Arrogance +60 (*5)"

"Arrogance +45 (*2)"

"Next, you will have the privilege of enjoying the most cruel of the Red Ghost Claws, the evil ghost Ling Chi..."

"Don't let me down, hold on..."Yun Shibao slapped Yamamoto Musashi's face with the tip of the demon knife, his face full of cruelty.

Although the scorching pain in his internal organs made the muscles on Yun Shibao's face twitch, he didn't dare to show the slightest hint at this moment.

With such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, fools know that he has a great opportunity, and once he shows a weak state, some of the masters in this group of melon-eating people will rush towards him like sharks asking about the smell of blood.

As he spoke, Yun Shibao's palm turned into a claw, a trace of internal force was released, and the small palm turned into a ghost claw, heading towards Yamamoto Musashi claw.

"Chen Jun spares his life, we admit defeat, and ask Chen Jun not to kill him." At this moment, the middle-aged man who had been blown out by a lion roar of the chartered woman ran back in embarrassment, and knelt in front of Yun Shibao with a puff.

Yamamoto Musashi is the first master of Toei, and is the spiritual pillar of ninjas of all genres, once Yamamoto Musashi is killed by a six-year-old child, it will inevitably cause a huge blow to the prestige of Toei martial arts, and even from then on, it is not impossible for the inheritance to be broken.

"Oh? The warrior fights, and he already puts life and death out of the way, not to mention that it was this old devil who made the first move, and now that he is defeated, you let me let him go..."

"Yes, but what are you prepared to pay?" Yun Shibao paused, looked at the middle-aged man with a flattering face, withdrew the ghost claw, and played with the demon knife in his hand with some playfulness.