The reason why Sato Izumizusaki has this kind of courage is not only because of the power in his hands, but also because the spokesperson of the night has promised to help him.

It is said that the man who killed his son was called Xiao Shao by the Aotian Alliance, and the man he wanted to deal with was that man, and their purpose was the same.

Sato Izumizusaki is not a fool. Even if he is the power of his son, he dares not say that he can win. With such a powerful enemy, he dares to make such bold statements, of course because he is very sure.

They are also called Shadow, and their code name is the same as Xiao Qiufeng's code name back then, but they are not one person, but forty-eight.

These forty-eight shadow masters are many times stronger than his ninja troops. Sato Izumio has personally tested this.

Of course, Taijiu refused to cooperate with anyone. In his arrogant heart, the samurai is invincible, so any enemy can be faced by Yamaguchi League alone, but Sato Izumizuki is different. As long as he is for the purpose, he can do nothing.

Or it is precisely because of such descendants, one is more sinister than the other, that Yamaguchi League will decline more and more. One person and a group all need a spirit. When this spirit is destroyed, it or them will not be too far from death.

"Report to the head of the family, we have occupied ten streets, killed more than 300 enemies, and the samurai team lost 456 people." A ninja reported clearly the number of losses in this series of battles, and this disproportionate sacrifice had already made Satoizumi very dissatisfied. Before the real master appeared, he had already damaged so many samurai.

Sato Izumi Sato shouted loudly: "Bao. Such a small Hong Kong actually wants me to sacrifice so many sacred warriors, and continue to order them. Start tomorrow, speed up the offensive efforts, and I want the Aotian Alliance to completely disappear."

Although there are still forty-eight shadow masters here, they have already said before that in Hong Kong, they do not interfere, and only deal with Xiao Shao, so this kind of battle requires Zuo Teng Quansheng to take action.

Ninja said: "The head of the family, there are a few masters of the Aotian Alliance. We are not able to compete with us. As long as we can eliminate them, our subordinates can defeat the Aotian Alliance in one day."

Of course, those who can be called masters by such third-level ninjas are not ordinary people. Sato Izumio shouted: "What masters are just a few mobs. Tomorrow I will kill them one by one to wash away my anger."

"Well, the head of the family is invincible------"

As soon as the invincible sound fell, the door was broken open, and a warrior rushed in in panic and knelt down "splash".

"The head of the family, the head of the family, they, they came here-----"

"Haga!" Zoten had already slapped the warrior and knocked over a fight. He shouted: "You are simply insulting the warrior's dignity. What's the matter?"

"Ao, the Aotian Alliance counterattacked. They, their power suddenly became so powerful. So powerful-----" Three of them were said in a row, but there was no way to continue, because the knife in Zoten's hand had penetrated his body, and the tip of the knife had already penetrated from behind.

Sato Izumi Sheng had a bit of cold and gloomy face. If the Aotian Alliance had the courage to counterattack, it would mean that the man had arrived and the hatred between them should be over. Today, it should be over.

"Order the troops. Gather and attack

"cough-------"

Xiao Qiufeng really has no time. The knife has penetrated into the southeast region, and there are still thousands of elite armed forces along with him. Although Zhao Guangping has ordered martial law in the border areas and Sun Qingyu also ordered the police station to stand by 24 hours a day, he finally couldn't let it go.

He knows very well what kind of people the sword is. Not only is it smart, but it also has a very high skill. This large-scale defense domain has absolutely no effect on the sword. Moreover, there seems to be no master in the southeast who can fight him. Once he arrives in Shanghai, it is indeed unpredictable.

But at this time, Yamaguchi's attack certainly annoyed Xiao Qiu's style.

After three days of killing, Li Qiangbing and several members of the Divine Soldiers were already very tired, but Xiao Qiufeng just asked them to rest for two hours. After Hu Too arranged everything, the first tragic battle after the establishment of the Aotian League was officially kicked off.

Although it was still daytime, the small village that Zuoteng Quansheng chose was relatively remote because he also needed to hide his whereabouts, which gave Xiao Qiufeng the opportunity.

When the last sunset disappeared, an attack team composed of a thousand elite Aotian Alliance and hundreds of mercenaries had already started. Their target was several warrior strongholds in the sixteen streets of Hong Kong. What Xiao Qiufeng had to face with the Divine Soldiers team was Zuo Teng Quansheng.

This is destined to be a blood-stained day.

Thirteenth sister and Qing Ping'er were not left behind. Looking at the Aotian League, the fighting spirit soared to the sky under Xiao Qiufeng's enthusiasm, sweeping away the dullness of these days. They couldn't help but have a frenzy in their hearts and led their troops to attack the Yamaguchi League's occupied power branch.

They are not ordinary women, and the blood of loyalty is burning in their bodies. Under the influence of this breath, no one is willing to be a turtle. Although Xiao Qiufeng repeatedly asked them to stay, they still insisted, but now they had no choice but to give up.

When Sato Izumi Sato received the news, it was when the Aotian Alliance started attacking. The members of the Yamaguchi Alliance who had just won a big carnival, were caught off guard by two women, Thirteenth Sister and Qingpinger. The battle situation in front of the Five Streets was very smooth, but when it came to Article 6, the number of ninjas increased.

The pace of the attack was blocked. These ninjas with strange body skills were like ghosts. Every time they appeared, a gang member from the Aotian Alliance fell down, but this did not scare anyone.

"We are the Aotian Alliance and will not surrender in front of God, let alone these Japanese devils, brothers, with Young Master Xiao here, victory will always belong to us, our Aotian Alliance. Everyone follows me and rushes up.

The only thing that the Thirteenth Sister said was Xiao’s name, and everyone would be filled with blood, because no one would forget that the battle between Mr. Xiao and Satoshi that day, this belief would never change in their life and would never regret it until death.

"Kill---------------" Under Hu Tou's leadership, the thousands of members of the Aotian Alliance rushed up without fear of life and death. The sword shone with light and the guns were stern. In the screams of killing, blood had become a river.

Zuoteng Izumoto was summoning three hundred warriors, Xiao Qiufeng, Li Qiangbing and six members of the Divine Soldiers team had arrived.

Eight of them stood on the hillside and looked at the crowd gathering in the field. Xiao Qiufeng had already smiled faintly: "Strong soldiers, you can deal with a few more------"

Although Li Qiangbing had fought for one day and had at least thirty of the warriors he had killed, he was not willing to be outdone at this moment, under the influence of Xiao Qiufeng's powerful aura.

"How many? Young Master Xiao really respects them. There are 300 people here, and I can kill 100 people."

As soon as Li Qiangbing finished his words, several magic weapons had already spoken.

"Mr. Xiao, I can kill fifty-

"I can deal with thirty ----

They did not show off or pretend, this was their real power. In front of Xiao Qiufeng, they had enough courage.

In just one minute, three hundred warriors were divided by eight people. In their eyes, these warriors seemed to be dead, because of the killing, from the moment they reported it, they had already surged, looking at the number of people in their eyes.

"Then I'll leave the old ghost Zoten to me. Everyone, what are we waiting for?"

Li Qiangbing was the first to move, followed by six divine weapons, but Xiao Qiufeng was the last one.

Since the day touched the Soul of Martial Arts, Xiao Qiufeng's true energy was no longer surging, but unfathomable, with a kind of restrained indifference that he himself could not understand whether it was a progress of thousands of miles a day. He only knew that this power had already emerged from his previous cognition.

I used to think that I was very powerful, but the power of the Soul of Martial Arts made him feel that I was so small, but this was another different realm.

He was no longer afraid of any enemy. Sato Izumizuki in front of him was not worthy of being his opponent. But he vaguely felt that there was a hidden power outside the samurai army, which might be what he needed to face.

He didn't say it because he didn't want to destroy the confidence of these magical weapons. However, since he was a master, he was of course indispensable. With these warriors, he actually attacked Hong Kong's power. Zoten must have a support. Xiao Qiufeng really wanted to know, what was it?

And at the moment he was pondering, Li Qiangbing's tiger that was descending from the mountain rushed into the ranks of warriors, and his roaring thunderously: "***, I'm here to see you off, don't thank me."

The subsequent divine weapons inserted into it, and for a moment, a sudden killing came up here, breaking the quiet little village.
Chapter completed!