"It turned out to be Tang Yi's subordinate, the White Dragon King!"

Ichiro Yamamoto recognized the White Dragon King at a glance.

When Tang Yi moved the Ancestral Witch Sect to the Ancestral Witch Cave, he sent the White Dragon King to take care of the Ancestral Witch Sect and guard the Ancestral Witch Cave together with Long Ziling.

"No wonder these wastes, so many people, can't beat you alone!"

Ichiro Yamamoto, as he spoke, suddenly glanced at the group of SEALs with disdain.

Feeling the look in Ichiro Yamamoto's eyes, which was full of disdain and contempt, the SEAL members present did not dare to be angry, but each felt ashamed.

After all, this group of SEAL special combat personnel had hundreds of people, and they were all fully armed and well-equipped, but they were defeated by the White Dragon King, a dying old man, and suffered heavy casualties.

"White Dragon King!"

Ichiro Yamamoto, looking at the White Dragon King, snorted coldly and said: "You are old, your qi and blood have decayed, I'm afraid you won't even be able to catch my ten moves, if you know each other, get out of the way, maybe I can still save you an old life, otherwise ......."

In Yamamoto Ichiro's view, don't say that the White Dragon King is still one step away from the peak of martial arts, and the most important thing is that the White Dragon King is old, and his blood is decaying, although he can deal with those seal teams, he may still be able to show his strength with one enemy and one hundred.

But if you face a real martial arts master, the dying White Dragon King, it will not be an opponent at all.

"Otherwise?"

In the face of Ichiro Yamamoto's threat, the White Dragon King was completely disdainful.

"The old man's life was given by my master, and before the master left, he ordered the old man to guard this place, so unless the old man died, he would never allow any outsiders to step into the ancestral witch cave!"

"Master?"

Ichiro Yamamoto chuckled and said: "I miss you White Dragon King, you were also this piece back then, and you were a powerful hero, I didn't expect that I would recognize people as the master!"

"I know, your master, isn't it Tang Yi!"

Speaking of the name 'Tang Yi', Ichiro Yamamoto suddenly itched the roots of his teeth.

It was Tang Yi, who fought in Kyoto alone that year, and even destroyed the entire capital of the island country.

The most important thing is that this battle was broadcast to the world simultaneously through live broadcast, which made the island country lose face, and the word Tang Yi can be described as a nightmare in the minds of all island people.

"Although Tang Yi is powerful, it's a pity that he has been away from the earth for so many years, whether he is dead or alive, no one knows, I'm afraid he is already dead, otherwise do you think that this time, why would we attack here with great fanfare!"

Ichiro Yamamoto, looking at the White Dragon King, snorted coldly: "To tell you the truth, this time, not only our island country and the United States have joined forces, but also many people you didn't expect to take action, in order to eradicate all the remnants of Tang Yi left in this world!"

"White Dragon King, if you know each other, hurry up and surrender, maybe I can still intercede for you in front of our sect leader and let you work for our sect leader!"

"Your sect leader?"

Hearing that this time, it was the island country and the US imperialist alliance that had joined forces, and even what the so-called sect leader had made a move, although the White Dragon King was vigilant in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest fear.

"Just by the look of you people, you can know that the sect leader in your mouth is not an upright hero, compared with the old man's master, he is not even worthy of lifting his shoes, and he dares to call the old man to submit, it is simply a pipe dream!"

"Yaga!"

Hearing that the White Dragon King actually said that his sect leader was not even worthy of carrying shoes for Tang Yi, Ichiro Yamamoto finally couldn't bear it, and the anger in his heart suddenly roared.

"Old guy, in your Huaxia words, you just toast and don't eat and drink, okay, then I'll send you, old guy, to hell!"

Swish!

Ichiro Yamamoto roared angrily, stepped out, and suddenly shook his palm like a knife, swung forward violently, and with a slap of the knife, he immediately slashed out a sword qi several meters long, and instantly slashed towards the White Dragon King.

"What a strong sword qi!"

Seeing that sword qi rushing wildly, the White Dragon King's face changed, although he was already drooping and old, and his height was nearly two meters, but he was still a treasure sword, but his hand was extremely flexible, and he flashed to the side in an instant, and immediately passed by this sword qi.

Bang!

I saw Ichiro Yamamoto, this sword qi was instantly slashed behind the White Dragon King, on a boulder weighing several tons, and immediately cut this large boulder in half with a single sword.

Rumble!

The gravel was splashing, and at this moment, I saw Ichiro Yamamoto, stomping on the ground under his feet, and the whole person was like a sharp arrow in an instant, heading straight for the White Dragon King.

Swish!

Ichiro Yamamoto was as fast as a frightening wave, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the White Dragon King, raised his legs, and kicked the White Dragon King's side waist fiercely.

The White Dragon King knew that he was afraid of being young and strong, and he couldn't fight hard, so he immediately retreated backwards, close to the boulder that was cut in half by Ichiro Yamamoto.

Sou!

At this moment, I saw Ichiro Yamamoto pressing step by step, taking another step, catching up with the White Dragon King, and slashing towards the White Dragon King's neck with his palm like a knife.

In the face of this killing move that went straight to his vital point, the White Dragon King had no choice but to raise his hand to block it.

Click!

only heard the sound of a broken bone, although the White Dragon King blocked Yamamoto Ichiro's hand knife, but the entire arm bone was also immediately shattered by Yamamoto Ichiro's terrifying power.

Rumble!

At this moment, Ichiro Yamamoto succeeded in a single blow, without mercy, raised a punch, and smashed directly into the chest of the White Dragon King.

Bang!

This punch was fast and hateful, and instantly smashed on the White Dragon King, Rao is White Dragon King has already practiced copper skin and iron bones, and he still feels like being hit by a hammer, and his huge body is shocked backwards, and he suddenly smashes on the boulder behind him.

"Poof!"

Attacked on the abdomen and back, the White Dragon King instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood from the boss, and the front and rear sternums, to say the least, were broken by nearly ten, and the whole body suddenly leaned weakly on the boulder behind him.

Click!

I saw Ichiro Yamamoto, who stretched out a hand violently and grabbed the neck of the White Dragon King, and the green tendons on his hand burst out, as if he was going to twist the White Dragon King's neck alive.

The White Dragon King only felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and his whole face instantly swelled and reddened, and he was almost completely suffocated.

But the White Dragon King now has more than a dozen broken bones all over his body, and if he wants to resist, he has no power.

At this moment, he only listened to Ichiro Yamamoto, and snorted coldly: "Old guy, if you want to live, just say it, Tang Yi is a bastard, otherwise I will not only slaughter you, but also chop up your corpse and feed it to the dogs!"

"Phew!"

In the face of Yamamoto Ichiro's threat, the White Dragon King did not hesitate at all, and suddenly a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood sprayed directly on Yamamoto Ichiro's face.

(End of chapter)