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Under the faint moonlight, Morton's magic weapon boots stepped out of the air in one step, and a circle of golden ripples like the surface of water appeared under his feet, his hands were weak, and a red golden circular magic array the size of a table top shone in front of him, and hundreds of white light blades slanted away from top to bottom, hitting Ishikawa trembling for a while, and the black evil clouds shrouded in the outside of his body continued to ripple violently, quickly dissipating and decomposing.

Thinking of being beaten in front of Hattori Masanari, Ishikawa, who couldn't lift his head and wanted to be on the throne again, the ghost fire in his eyes shook for a while, he roared angrily, grabbed his hands fiercely, and two black pitch-like claws that were two meters long fell from the sky with a roar, and grabbed at Morton, who was standing in the void.

Morton chuckled unhurriedly, and suddenly pulled out the Life Court Scepter from his back, and with a flick of his hand, the black scepter suddenly doubled, and for a while, the golden light was brilliant, and in the irresistible majestic light, it seemed that there was a golden giant, and the dazzling light emitted by his body collided with Elder Ishikawa's surging black evil qi fiercely.

There was a sudden glow in midair, and the golden and black brilliance collided fiercely together, without making the slightest sound, quickly canceling each other and annihilating each other, and a circle of visible energy shock waves rolled up large pieces of earth and rock, spreading in all directions, and most of the warehouse area below that the Italians had been operating for decades collapsed in the first place.

The three Hattori ninjas were blown back in embarrassment in the hurricane, their bodies slashed by the terrifying wind blades, and the poor Vikings at Daddy's Bar were even more unlucky, they were in the center of the collision, there were no buildings at all to resist these shocks, they were almost instantly wiped into ashes in the hurricane that swept by.

Morton's one-year retreat career, undoubtedly made his strength have increased tremendously, although he is far from reaching the peak of his life, but at this moment with Ishikawa fighting, there is no defeat at all, as the two of them fight more and more fiercely, a circle of golden or black light waves fly out from the two of them, white and black light waves in the air slap and squeeze each other, and there is a loud bang in the air.

Waves of light, black or gold, swept down from the sky, and swept past without any discrimination, and the entire Italian warehouse area, which contained sesame oil, smoke, and weapons...... In the blink of an eye, everything collapsed in a brilliant light.

In such a fierce battle, obviously no one would notice that three formless and qualitative ghost wolves sneaked into the battle area, maybe Hattori Masanari noticed, but obviously he didn't care.

Any aftermath was enough to make the ghost wolf's low health point bottom out in an instant, but Yan Yan in the distance summoned again, and the dying ghost wolf instantly came alive again, rushed into a collapsed ruin, pulled out a small brown leather box covered with dust, and then ran out quickly.

A distance of several kilometers does not take much time for the ghost wolf, Yan Yan took the suitcase from the ghost wolf's mouth with a smile, and opened it with a cold hand, and after opening it, twenty thumb-sized frost crystals shone with crystal light.

The smile on Yan Yan's face suddenly became extremely bright, and he casually put the frost crystals into the storage space, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at the extremely fierce battle in front of him with great interest. ”

The area of the battle gradually expanded, and the angry roars of the Italian mafiosi could be heard in the distance, and the earth-shattering gunfire was heard, and a large group of mafiosi who found something strange were coming, some in pajamas, some simply naked, and were pouring here from all directions with weapons.

A cold light flashed in Morton's eyes, and he also knew that this battle beyond his control, if it continued, the casualties would become more and more serious, so he immediately found a flaw in Ishikawa, and with a palm on his waist, he threw out the Crimson Devil Belt of Setolak.

In the sound of "click...", the magic belt flying out of the horizontal stretched out of the bone-like seamless iron bars, fine and dense did not give Ishikawa the slightest chance to resist, the shackles formed by the magic belt had already tightly controlled his body, limbs, and even his mouth were sealed by half of the mask.

The dense black evil qi all over his body was completely sealed in an instant, and his mouth let out a terrified howl of "woo...", and Ishikawa, who was flowing out of the cracks in the shackles, slightly stagnated in mid-air, and then smashed heavily on the ground, like a prisoner about to be executed, kneeling on his knees in a strange and awkward position, unable to move.

Morton rushed forward, raised the golden scepter of the court of life, and when he was about to give him the final blow according to Ishikawa's head, a breeze blew, and Hattori Masari crossed his hands on his chest, suddenly appeared behind Morton, and whispered, "Waste..."

Morton's face turned pale with horror, if he hadn't heard the voice, he hadn't noticed anyone behind him, and without the slightest hesitation, Morton immediately activated the most powerful defensive spell he had mastered, and a golden-red flame like melting glass erupted from the scepter of the Court of Life, quickly forming a solid shield around him.

Hattori Masari sneered contemptuously, and the simple punch of his left hand slammed into Morton's shield, only to hear a crisp roar, and the golden light curtain behind Morton shattered, and the castrated fist hit Morton's lumbar spine fiercely.

The terrifying bone cracking sound sounded like fried beans, Morton's lumbar vertebrae were suddenly shattered and deformed, twisted into a weird concave arc, and the terrifying evil qi on Hattori's fist instantly crushed his body, and there was a hysterical scream, Morton's face was full of panic, but there was no chance to struggle at all, the thin knife flashed, blood splashed, and the arms he relied on to resist also left his body.

"Ninja. Soul search..."Hattori Zhengcheng snorted coldly, pinched the seal with his left hand, opened the slender five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed Morton's head with one palm, the life and death of this person in front of him didn't matter to him, all he cared about was the whereabouts of the First Heavenly Demon King.

In an instant, the mighty cold evil qi penetrated every corner of Morton's body, and even his soul was violently trembled, as if he was held in the palm of his hand by the palm of his head, and suddenly let out a terrible howl, and a foul smell hit, Morton's body was full of feces and urine, and his eyes were white and his pupils were completely out of focus.

Dealing with the enemy, Hattori Masanari will not show the slightest mercy to his subordinates, and this brutal blow continues, Morton's soul continues to suffer heavy losses, and even most of his spiritual intelligence is destroyed.

But immediately, a powerful and deep thought like a vast ocean of thought emerged from Morton's body, and a charming and gentle pale golden light condensed into a faint ancient mage figure outside Morton's body, with his hands behind his back, and his blue eyes contained rare anger "Erase the spirit, ninja of the Hattori family, you dare to use such cruel means." ”

After hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life, the ancient one knows most of the abilities on the earth, and naturally recognizes the ninjutsu used by Hattori Masanari at a glance.

With one hand behind his back, the five fingers of the other hand were together and slapped forward flatly, even if what appeared on Morton's body was only the soul projection of the ancient one, at this moment, the vast and ruthless and endless magic like the sea, with an irresistible heaviness and majesty, pushed Hattori Masari backwards more than ten meters away, and his legs ploughed two deep chasms on the ground.

"It's so strong!"

Muttering to himself, a pair of eyes like cold stars burst out from behind the mask, and a terrifying and excited battle intent rose from Hattori Masari's body, surging like monstrous demonic flames tumbling around.

"Stubborn!" Gu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, ancient magic spells spat out from her mouth, raging golden flames burned from her body, countless light flames erupted, and a faint golden light flame of cold light spewed out hundreds of meters away like heavy rain.

The light and flames shrouded it, everything in the darkness turned translucent, and for a time the heavens and the earth were filled with golden brilliance, and the Italians who were rushing here were all golden with this golden light, like statues made of countless gold, but they didn't seem to see this earth-changing image at all, just roared with anger on their faces.

Originally, Hattori Masanari, who was full of demonic flames, only barely lasted for three or four breaths, and his breath dissipated, and his legs trembled slightly, as if he was carrying a huge mountain, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

The faces of Anthony and the others were no longer indescribably surprised, just a doppelganger projection, which completely suppressed the unfathomable strength of Hattori Masari, this bald woman with a gentle smile, isn't her strength already strong to a point that they can't describe.

"You guys go back first!" Seeing the rapid expansion of the envelope of the ancient mirror world, Yan Yan pondered for a moment, took out four scrolls from his arms and handed them to the four people, and without waiting for them to answer, he took out the artist's mask and put it on his face, jumped over, jumped down from the roof of the building dozens of meters high, stepped on the cornices with both feet, and turned into a distorted black phantom, rushing towards the ancient one's golden flame world.

The corners of Yan Yan's mouth flashed with a smug smile, no matter what Gu Yi was tied up by, but she obviously couldn't get here now, otherwise, with her strength, she wouldn't have appeared after Morton's soul suffered a heavy blow.

But this is his chance, the soul projection of the ancient one made Yan Yan change his mind, as the so-called has a beginning and an end, tonight's good show will send him to a perfect ending.