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The guns shook the sky, the fires roared, the bullets flew out one after another, and some people screamed miserably, and their bodies fell to the ground with a line of blood.

People on both sides continued to fall, both ninjas and ancient warriors, and more often gunners on both sides who exchanged fierce fire.

Ishikawa roared angrily, and there was a "crackling" sound like fried beans in his body, and his fat and round body quickly rose up, and in the blink of an eye, he became tall and thin and cold, his eyebrows and eyes were evil, a pair of black wings with a wingspan of more than three meters spread out from behind, and the rich bloody aura mixed with the evil qi that rushed to the sky rolled and spread around, hundreds of evil spirits surrounded him, and the black smoke condensed from time to time into a distorted and desperate, extremely painful girl's face, and let out a cry-like scream.

The evil spirits are like a school of fish flying in the dark, and the ancient warriors they are entangled with only feel like falling into an ice cellar, their bodies are cold, and their whole bodies are extremely uncomfortable, and the ordinary gunners of the Qing Gang are even more unbearable, after all, the ancient warriors still have a strong true qi to protect their bodies, and these sturdy men just shook in place a few times, and then fell to the ground, their bodies were dry, and the essence of their bodies was sucked away by the evil ghosts.

"Raven Tengu Technique! Iga-ryu's secret technique uses virgin blood to condense blood essence in the body to summon the power of the Raven Tengu! Ishikawa is known as the Black Crow Venerable because of this technique. Sisina frowned slightly, even if she was a kilometer away, the evil aura of the Raven Tengu made her uncomfortable up and down.

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, Ishikawa is worthy of being one of the four elders of Iga-ryu, once this Raven Tengu technique is activated, it can be described as evil and domineering, and the prosperity is approaching, even if he makes his own move, although he can win, it will take a lot of tricks and feet, but if he adds a hundred places, two to one, Yan Yan will have to pay some price.

"Ishikawa Goemon! It turned out to be you bastard! Give me death..."A mouthful of Shaanxi and Gansu tone of the mighty angry shouted like thunder, the street was full of light, and the fierce thunder around Lei Gong was permeated, really like a god descending to earth, volleying down, a fist like a hammer, straight to Ishikawa smashed over.

Ishikawa grinned, his wings flapped behind him, and a fishy hurricane rolled up, turning into a black light and flying upward, colliding with the scorching white light falling from the sky.

"Boom!" There was a deafening bang, the ground shook, the dark street suddenly shone brightly, the white and black brilliance collided head-on, and the powerful air waves emitted rolled up the hurricane and spread in all directions, and the buildings on both sides of the street collapsed in the first place.

The gunmen of the Green Gang roared in pain, covering their ears and rolling to the ground in embarrassment, streams of blood flowing from their ears, and the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi were even more unlucky, most of them were hiding in the streets, there were no buildings at all to resist the sweeping wind, they spat blood almost instantly, and their bodies were twisted into bloody twists and fell to the ground.

Yan Yan's eyes were cold, silently staring at the battle thousands of kilometers away, Lei Gong and Ishikawa's strength was undoubted, and what worried Yan Yan was that these two people were not Marvel heroes fighting alone, and they both had huge forces behind them that had been inherited for a long time.

Compared with these terrifying giants, Yan Yan's current strength can only barely protect himself.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, there was a bang, the air waves were whistling, and in the sound of "boom", I don't know how many buildings collapsed, and several figures in the billowing smoke and dust flew out with swift black shadows, standing on the ruins and looking at each other silently.

Among them is Fu Changhe, who is dressed in a green cloth robe, his hands are up and down, hugging him into a circle, and the thick and long breath is slowly flowing in his hands, and his energy is revealed, vaguely outlining a faint Tai Chi phantom behind him.

There is also a man, a woman, an old and a young, four figures surrounded Fu Changhe, with a sparkling and fierce light in their eyes, the knife technique is either fierce, or fast, or weird, or gentle, the four of them are like one, completely suppressing Fu Changhe with a combined battle array, one person retreats, the other person advances, one person attacks, and the other person defends, the tacit understanding of cooperation, the weirdness, makes Yan Yan's scalp numb.

"It's a four-body technique! The inheritance technique of Dr. Ishikawa! Ishikawa is a master of swordsmanship, divided into four, and his strength has skyrocketed exponentially! It is said that under the four-door blockade array, no one has ever survived, and the "Lei Xunfeng", "Ninety-Nine Needles" and "Fighting Dragon Teeth" in his hands are all famous knives that have been passed down from generation to generation, as for the last one, if I read it correctly, it should be the famous knife "Kikuichi Masaoji" collected by the Shida family. Sisina frowned slightly and whispered cautiously.

As an elite ninja at the top of the Hand Clan, Essina knows far more secrets than Erica, a little girl who is dedicated to cultivation.

"Famous knives?" Yan Yan's eyes lit up suddenly, looking at Ishikawa, who was divided into four on the street in the distance, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he muttered in a low voice, "These four knives should be very valuable!" ”

Yan Yan's small voice fell into his ears, Sisina staggered under her feet, and almost fell off the roof of the building, her foxy eyes rolled Yan Yan fiercely, and he, the money-greedy boss, did not grasp the point of her words at all.

Fu Changhe is one against four, the breath is far away, although Taijiquan is not attackable, but it is not leaky, although the battle is dangerous, but it is silent.

And not far from the two of them was the sound of "boom hula" endlessly, Lei Gong's scorching breath gushed out, Ishikawa's body was filled with yin and evil breath, two completely different breaths collided head-on, and the air explosion hurricane brought by it was not at all what the buildings on both sides of the street could bear, and where they passed, the houses collapsed and the earth and stones splashed.

In the dark streets, the roaring gunshots of the gangsters and gunmen have gradually dissipated, and under the powerful aura of several monsters around them, all the ordinary people who did not have a perched body in the range exploded to death, and the ancient warrior team led by Shangqi and the Iga ninja group led by Shingen confronted each other on the street, and the power aura emitted by each condensed together, so that the surrounding dark space was mutated, while the breath was long, majestic and heavy, and on the other hand, it was evil and weird, cold and cold.

Standing among the ninjas of Iga-ryu, Shingen's expression was cold and calm, and his body was covered with a faint black halo, which greatly improved his physical fitness.

Looking at the remaining more than two hundred ancient martial artists on the opposite side, Xin Xuan, who had a great advantage in numbers, hooked up a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Kill!" Kill them all for me!! ”

Hearing Shingen's order, the ninjas of Iga-ryu leaped up silently, like black locusts in the sky, brandishing the pitch-black weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the ancient warrior group.

With a mocking sneer, a faint cold light flashed in Shangqi's eyes, his hands became tiger claws, and with a "sting" sound, the black Tang jacket on his upper body was torn, his upper body was strong, and there was a black tattoo like Daniel on his chest, but the silhouette was a flying tiger.

"Tiger..."

With a low sigh, the powerful true qi in the upper qi gushed out without reservation, and the two hundred and sixteen ancient martial artists of Kunlun behind him were simultaneously placed in the same tiger shape as the upper qi, and the true qi of more than three hundred people was of the same root and origin, blending with water and milk, and the tiger-shaped tattoo on the chest of the upper qi suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and in an instant, it turned into a white-gold halo and shrouded everyone in front of them.

"Roar!!

The tiger roared and shook the sky, incomparably fierce, and with the Kunlun ancient warriors playing a tiger shape under the leadership of Shangqi, the dazzling white-gold light on the street suddenly turned into a white-gold giant tiger phantom that was two feet high, flying and biting, and the whip tail swept across.

The huge tiger claws fell from the sky with a roar, and when the head was pressed against the two hapless ninjas, it was like a giant slapping the fragile earthworm, and the two Iga ninjas just gasped, and the bones of their bodies were crushed and fractured into a puddle of blood and mud on the ground.

"How is this possible?" Xin Xuan's heart was cold, and he roared in disbelief.

Flesh and blood flying, those Iga-ryu ninjas who flew up were beaten miserably, although they relied on their strong endurance vitality to rush forward frantically, but they were just able to rush to the side of the white tiger phantom, and they were slapped away by the white tiger's claws, and each attack took away several of their lives.

Yan Yan, who was watching from afar, suddenly gasped, looked at the white giant tiger phantom on the street in horror, and then said faintly, "The Iga ninja has been defeated!" ”

Iga ninja is good at individual combat, one Iga ninja and an ancient warrior duel, the ancient warrior may lose, ten ninjas and ten ancient warriors fight, the victory is mixed, but a hundred ancient warriors and a hundred ninjas fight, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

The ancient warriors of Kunlun fused everyone's true qi in some ways, activating the powerful combat power of the white tiger tattoo on the chest of Shangqi, and the true qi of more than two hundred ancient warriors was condensed together, not to mention these Iga-ryu ninjas, I am afraid that even Yan Yan's body could not support the slap of the white tiger.

There is no doubt that this is the reason why the ancient warriors of Kunlun traveled thousands of miles to London in search of the soul of the demon dragon.

Terrifying strength, Yan Yan didn't face it up until this moment, Gu Kunlun, a terrifying force with a long history, the qi of three hundred ancient martial artists was condensed, it was already so terrifying, those three thousand? Thirty thousand? The ghost knows how many martial artists there are in the Kunlun Holy Land, and the terrifying combat power of all the people in one, Yan Yan only felt his scalp tingle just thinking about it.

His brows furrowed slightly, although Kunlun's strength was strong, it was not enough for Yan Yan to spit out the treasure that he had eaten in his stomach!

Seeing that the Iga ninja had been defeated by the white tiger phantom's left and right charges, Yan Yan suddenly laughed a few times with compassion.

Kunlun's strength was beyond his expectations, but the benefits in front of him, how could there be no reason not to catch them, squinting and pondering for a while, Yan Yan took out an artist's mask to block his face, turned into a black shadow and flew down the tall building, flying through the air like a ghost, and quickly rushed to the side of the battlefield. (To be continued.) )