Knock knock.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to speak, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps behind him.

Jiang Hu came with people from the dark web.

"Meet the temple master."

Everyone knelt down on one knee behind Lin Xuan.

Wang Fugui frowned, then put away the dagger in his hand and walked outside.

Looking at Wang Fugui's lonely back, Lin Xuan sighed.

When Lin Xuan walked out of the clubhouse, there was no trace of Wang Fugui outside, and for some reason, at this moment, Lin Xuan actually felt that he couldn't stand Wang Fugui.

Back at the Su Group, Lin Xuan sat in the office worriedly.

At this time, in a room in the East China Sea, two men stood in it with gloomy faces.

"Young master, I think you should leave the East China Sea first."

These two men are none other than Iga Daisho and Kutsu Okura, whom Wang Fugui is looking for.

"No, I have to kill Su Aoxue!" A grim look flashed in Iga Daisho's eyes.

Kutsu Okura frowned: "The people on the dark web are out there tracking your whereabouts." ”

Suddenly, there was a hurried sound outside the door.

Bang!

Looking at the ninja who suddenly broke in, Iga Daisho frowned: "Yaga! ”

The Japanese ninja hurriedly bowed his head and leaned down.

"What's going on?" Kutsu Okura on the side was stunned, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"The Nichimi Club, all the ninjas in the Nichimi Clubhouse have been killed!"

"What?!"

Iga Daisho and Kuzu Okura were both stunned, their eyes wide, and they looked at the ninja in front of them with horror on their faces.

The Japanese-American club is a branch of the Iga family in the East China Sea.

Even the ninjas that Iga Daisho brought from Wakoku this time were almost all hidden inside.

The Japanese-American club will be destroyed!

After a long time, after understanding that it was the hand of the dark web, the faces of the two of them suddenly became solemn.

"Young master, leave, the East China Sea is too dangerous now." Kuzu Okura sighed, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

This time, Iga Daisho didn't refuse, and after the silence, he nodded heavily.

Boom!

At this moment, a dull voice suddenly came from outside.

A Chinese man, holding a dagger and a gloomy face, walked into the compound step by step.

"Yaga! Above! Inside the compound, more than a dozen Japanese ninjas rushed towards him in an instant.

This man is none other than Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui looked at the group of ninjas in front of him with an expression on his face, and then his toes touched the ground slightly, and his body was like a ghost, constantly passing through the crowd.

"Young master, you go first, I'll stop him!"

"Let's go!"

Kuzu Okura yelled at Iga Ossho with a heavy face.

"Uncle Okura, you must return to the Iga family alive!" Immediately, with a flash, Iga Daisho had disappeared into the room.

"Get out!"

Sting!

A sword aura suddenly came from the room, Wang Fugui exerted his toes again, and his body rushed to the side.

Boom! The sword qi landed on the wall behind him, and a huge opening appeared in an instant.

Kuzu Okura slowly walked out of the room with a long knife in his hand.

Burst!

And the dagger in Wang Fugui's hand slashed through the air again, and the throat of the last Japanese ninja was also cut.

"Who the hell are you!" Feeling the rich murderous aura on Wang Fugui's body, Jiujin Okura's brows instantly furrowed tightly.

He even felt that this man was even more terrifying than Lin Xuan.

The killing intent on Wang Fugui's body constantly shrouded Jiujin Okura's body.

"You don't deserve to know, even if that old thing Keisuke Iga sees me, he has to kneel!"

Rumble!

Kuzu Okura's mind shook suddenly.

Keisuke Iga! That's the patriarch of his Iga family, and the biological father of Iga Daisho!

"Yaga Yalu!" Kutsu Okura glared at Wang Fugui with anger on his face, and the long knife in his hand made a sword sound.

"Give me death!"

"Whirlwind Slash!"

Kuzu Okura clasped his hands together, his body spun in the air, and the long knife in his hand kept waving.

One by one, tornado-shaped sword qi continued to fly towards Wang Fugui.

"Today, I'll show you what a Chinese martial artist is!"

In the stunned gaze of Kutsu Okura, Wang Fugui actually put away the dagger, and the soles of his feet were violently forced, and an afterimage passed through his sight.

"How... How can it be! How could it be so fast! Kuzu Okura was completely stunned.

A cool breeze floated behind him.

"Get out!"

Wang Fugui's body suddenly emerged from the top of his head. 、

Bang!

Even though Kutsu Okura reacted in time and blocked the long knife above his head, his body was still blown away by Wang Fugui's punch.

Below, Kutsu Okura struggled to stand up, but Wang Fugui disappeared into the courtyard again.

Scold!

Kutsu Okura closed his eyes, his hands kept sealing in the air, and the long knife in his hand floated into the air.

This is the only move he has in his ninja clan.

At this moment, everything in the entire compound came to his mind one by one.

"Wind Slash!" Kutsu Okura suddenly opened his eyes, and the long sword floating in front of him also slashed towards his side.

Sting!

Wang Fugui's figure instantly emerged.

Half of his shirt was broken, and his upper body was tattooed, faintly showing only half of his form.

Rumble!

When he saw the faint tattoo, Kuzu Okura's body suddenly trembled violently.

"You, you're..."

"You know too much."

Before Jiujin Okura's voice fell, a flash, Wang Fugui's body disappeared into the compound again.

Ten minutes later.

In the compound, there was silence, only the strong smell of blood constantly filled people's nostrils.

Kutsu Okura's body was now in front of Wang Fugui, and before he died, his eyes were still wide and his face was full of fear.

"The Iga family, it seems that the lessons you learned back then were not enough."

Wang Fugui tore down his torn clothes, barely covered the tattoos on his body, and then left the compound.

In the Su Shi Group, it is already afternoon.

Lin Xuan was sitting in the room, and suddenly there was a prompt sound on his mobile phone.

Looking at the information he had just received, Lin Xuan's expression instantly became exciting.

It was Wang Fugui who sent a message to himself.

Kutsu Okura is dead, and Iga Okio has escaped from the East China Sea and will go to Yanjing with me tomorrow.

A faint line of words made Lin Xuan's face instantly solemn.

He obviously even had some doubts about Wang Fugui's strength, and he could find all the hiding places of the Iga family in the East China Sea in such a short period of time!

I'm afraid that under the condition that the God of War and others can't be contacted, Lin Xuan may not be able to do it.

Uh-huh~~~

Suddenly, Lin Xuan's bracelet vibrate.

After seeing that it was the siege lion who opened the video for himself, Lin Xuan's body trembled and hurriedly connected it.

The siege lion's gray-headed face was exposed to the air.

"Hall Master, it's not good!" The siege lion suddenly let out a crying sound.

"The god of war is injured, and the people of the temple have broken through our dark web headquarters!"

"It's Ares, Ares has been released!"

Sting! As soon as the siege lion's voice fell, the picture in front of Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, and it was fleeting.