A strong man who was strong enough to compete with them died in front of them like this, and died too quickly and too miserably. Just one palm burst the pressure, and his head turned into slurry water all over the ground.

"What now? It seems that this guy's strength is far beyond our imagination. Although Paroyev is a strong Siberian man, he is not stupid, and his brain is very shrewd.

The Lu Zheng in front of him is no longer an opponent who can be defeated by fighting alone.

Even the "immortal mad dog" can be slapped to death by him, even if it is replaced by anyone, I am afraid that the final outcome will not be much better.

"Amitabha, the great demon is in front of you, you should subdue the demons and eliminate the harm for the common people! Donors, why don't you join hands to subdue the demons and return a Tai Ping and healthy in the world?" said Master Karumpoche, reciting the Dharma name, pretending to be compassionate.

Iga Genji smiled coldly, "If you kill someone, you will kill someone, what kind of high-sounding reason is you looking for? If you have the guts, you will go up, and if you don't have the guts, you will run away, where is there so much nonsense?"

"Actually, why should we fight to the death, the top is just a layer of tempered glass, and it's not that it can't be pierced!"

"It's better to catch a few rich people and scrape some oil and water from them, it's much easier than fighting to the death. ”

......

The six masters, with confused opinions and their own ideas, could not agree on the goal at all.

"Don't think about it, I'll show you two ways! The first way is to kill me, and you will naturally live. The second way is to escape from here before I kill you. Of course, if you can escape!"

Lu Zheng smiled faintly.

The voice of the chairman of the Fighting Tournament Organizing Committee sounded again: "Only the victor who survives can leave the ring." I advise you, don't make superfluous illusions. It's not for nothing that the fighting tournament has been going on for so many years. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several layers of metal walls on the tempered glass ceiling slowly moved, completely blocking the last way to live.

The entire ring has completely become a closed metal secret room, surrounded by special armor-grade steel plates with a thickness of more than one meter, which even the main guns of large-caliber battleships cannot blast open.

Lu Zheng smiled and said, "It seems that I can only send you on the road." ”

Lu Zheng shot again, and the fierce wind shrouded the six masters.

Lu Zheng made a move this time, carrying a monstrous ferocity, and launched an attack on everyone at the same time!

Tyre!

A master who was as fat as Roshan, his stomach suddenly bulged, and there was a thunderous explosion inside, and he opened his mouth and squirted, shooting out a fierce blood sword.

Exhaling into a sword, many masters of the transformation realm can do it, and those who step into the Baodan-level masters can even shoot the ceramic vase into powder in one breath from a distance of ten meters.

However, this one vomited blood into a sword, condensed the essence and blood in his body, and used his strength, and suddenly sprayed out in one breath, and his power within thirty steps was even more than that of a sniper rifle.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lu Zheng smiled contemptuously, opened his mouth and blew with a "whew".

In the huge metal secret room, there seemed to be a sudden burst of thirteen-level typhoon, and the blood sword that came from the fierce assassination was actually blown back by Lu Zheng with a gentle blow.

Yikes!

The blood sword reflected back, and it was faster and more powerful than when it came.

The fat master didn't expect this result at all, and he didn't have time to react.

The bloody sword shot directly into the fat master's eyebrows, and then shot out from the back of the head.

Piercing back and forth!

Bang!

The fat man's eyes were filled with deep shock and unwillingness, and his huge body fell heavily to the ground, dying.

"Ninjutsu!

Iga Genji's ten fingers were sealed, and his lower abdomen was bulging, as if some mysterious power was hooked out.

His speed suddenly increased several times, moving around Lu Zheng at high speed, and he actually conjured more than a dozen phantoms out of thin air, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"Stupid Chinese, even if you are strong, what can you do in the face of my speed beyond everything? You can't do anything, you can't even tell the truth of my shadow, you can't even touch the corners of my clothes!"

Thousand Shadow Phantom Kill, is the top ninjutsu of Iga Nindo, Iga Genji has been practicing since he was ten years old, and most of his life has been spent on this ninjutsu.

Eight years ago, Genji Iga surpassed his father and took over the supreme title of "Wind Ninja" from his grandfather.

Of the ten enemies who died at his hands, there was not even one who could see his face.

Almost all of them were killed by him in an instant. That kind of murder method is almost unbelievable.

"Lord Iga, worthy of being the heir to the title of Wind Ninja, is invincible in the heavens and on earth. Chinese pariahs, just wait for death, wait for Lord Iga, and cut your body into pieces of minced meat!"

When Eguchi Sanro saw Genji Iga and used his best ninjutsu "Thousand Shadows Phantom Kill", he immediately let out a cold ghost-like laugh.

In his impression, no one has been able to survive this trick so far.

At this moment, Lu Zheng made a move that surprised everyone.

Five fingers into a claw, thrust hard, directly into the armor steel plate up to a meter thick.

Then, Lu Zheng's arm, which didn't look strong, actually began to pull the armor steel plate.

Squeak, squeak, click, click......

The sound of metal tearing was so numbing that the bones in my body couldn't help but tremble.

In front of everyone, in the sight of a pair of eyes, Lu Zheng only used one hand, one hand, to tear off a heavy steel plate seven or eight meters long from the ground.

In fact, this is not a steel plate anymore, but a steel city wall, a steel city wall full one meter thick, and I don't know how many tons it weighs.

Syllable!

Before everyone could react from Lu Zheng's crazy actions just now, he had already moved.

grabbed the huge steel plate with one hand and slapped it towards a dozen phantoms of Iga Genji.

This kind of picture is like swatting flies, or rather, swatting mosquitoes.

Because, Iga Genji's body was slapped out by the steel plate in Lu Zheng's hand, and it hit the wall directly, as if swatting a blood-sucking mosquito, leaving a scarlet blood stain on the wall.

As for Genji Iga's corpse, it was completely indistinguishable from a human form, not even a vague human form, only a bloodstain, like blood-red sludge, stuck to the wall.

What Thousand Shadow Phantom Killing, what is the most terrifying speed, what a dozen Phantom Illusions, what Wind Ninja Inheritor......

Everything disappeared in Lu Zheng's fierce slap, turned into nothingness, and ceased to exist!

Tell me out loud, is it cool?

(End of chapter)