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Chapter 175 Devil

After a while, a noise broke out in the venue, and everyone must have noticed that they were poisoned.

At this time, a man from Zhongshan ordered to the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Start the action!" As he said that, he took the lead in rushing towards the entrance of the venue, and Ye Wutian followed the group of men in black.

The group quickly rushed into the venue, but saw that the venue had already become a mess. Those with low cultivation were all silenced in the seats and were in a state of turmoil. Those with high cultivation could barely act. The situation of several heads with local cultivation on the arena was not very optimistic. They were all sitting cross-legged and using their true qi to drive away poison.

On the surrounding hillside, dozens of black-clothed ninjas were rushing towards the ring, and many practitioners were killed by them along the way.

A man from Zhongshan rushed directly to the workbench. He grabbed a microphone on the table and shouted in a not-so-fluent Chinese: "Be honest, whoever resists will work, die! "

"These people are Japanese dogs!"

"They are Japanese ninjas!"

......

An indignant voice sounded in the venue, and everyone's faces were full of anger. If they weren't for their turmoil, they would have rushed up to fight against these Japanese Japanese dogs.

Soon, all the ninjas rushed to the bottom of the ring and surrounded the entire ring.

"You Japanese dogs actually did such a dirty thing. Are you not afraid of the heroes of Chinese martial arts fighting each other?" He Bufan stood up, shook his body, pointed at a man in Zhongshan and shouted angrily.

"Hahahaha, we Japanese samurai are so afraid of you Chinese?" A man from Nakayama laughed.

"Hmph! There is no need to talk nonsense with them, just fight with them." Zhang Tianji said, then jumped up and rushed to a man in black near him, danced Tai Chi and slapped the man in black on the chest.

Tai Chi is a classic boxing technique that is soft and hard, slow and fast. I saw Zhang Tianji's seemingly gentle palm slapped the man in black. The man in black suddenly seemed to be hit by a train. He flew backwards quickly, and a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out along the way. It seemed that he had died before he landed.

However, after knocking away one person, Zhang Tianji also trembled and a mouthful of blood was spurted out with a "wow".

"President Zhang, you must not use true energy, otherwise the poisonous gas will attack the heart and the consequences will be unimaginable." He Bufan hurriedly reminded.

"At worst, I'll die. It's worth it to take a few Japanese to cull the back before dying." Zhang Tianji said, gritting his teeth again and continued to pounce on the man in black next to him.

After killing three men in black in a row, Zhang Tianji had already sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood. Seeing that his face was as pale as paper, the situation was not optimistic.

Seeing that he was about to continue taking action, a man from Zhongshan immediately ordered: "Subdued him quickly, don't let him die."

Several men in black around rushed up and pressed Zhang Tianji tightly to the ground.

"Amitabha, I, the Chinese martial arts world and you Japanese people have never violated the waters of the rivers. What is your intention to do this?" Abbot Kong Ji asked with a calm face.

"You will know the answer when you follow us." A man from Zhongshan replied.

"I'm going to die! I want us to follow you? There is no door." He Bufan said resolutely.

Seeing that these people seemed to be unyielding, a man from Zhongshan immediately ordered: "Catch them all!"

All the men in black rushed to the ring and tried to subdue the sects' heads.

"Fight with them!" He Bufan roared angrily, and used his Tianshan Snow Piao Piao Piao Piao, and knocked away two men in black in a row.

The other leaders also sacrificed their lives to fight with these Japanese devils, but because they were poisoned, they were subdued by the men in black for a moment.

The audience on the seat could only watch this scene happening in front of them. Although they were angry, they were powerless to resist.

A man from Zhongshan walked onto the ring proudly and looked at the leaders who were fighting stubbornly on the ground. He smiled and said, "As long as you are obedient, we will not kill you."

"If you want to kill, kill. Don't talk nonsense. We Chinese are not people who are greedy for life and fear death." He Bufan said tenaciously.

A man from Zhongshan ignored He Bufan and ordered his subordinates directly: "Take them all away!"

Just as a man in Zhongshan issued an order, a man in black located behind him suddenly pulled out a ninja knife and stabbed him in the vest. It was obvious that the man in black was Ye Wutian.

Originally, Ye Wutian thought that the sudden attack from behind him could cause some damage to him, but this guy was extremely sensitive and he could dodge Ye Wutian's blade by one side.

The sneak attack failed, Ye Wutian hurriedly resigned and jumped out of the arena.

"What kind of work are you doing!" A man from Zhongshan looked at Ye Wutian angrily and questioned.

"I'm your grandfather working!" Ye Wutian said and uncovered the black cloth on his face.

"Donor Ye?" "My friend Ye!"

When they saw that it was Ye Wutian, the heads showed surprise on their faces.

The audience on the seat also noticed the mutation at the scene, and many sharp-eyed people had already recognized Ye Wutian.

"It's that Ip Man-tsen!"

"Brother Ye, kill these Japanese pirates!"

"Kill these Japanese pirates!"

...

Everyone shouted in unison, this was the voice they gathered with their anger, and this was exactly what they were thinking at this moment.

Although these cheerleaders are very powerful, Ye Wutian is Alexander. It is not so easy to kill these Japanese pirates. Putting aside these nearly a hundred Zhongren, the Shangren alone has to ask him to fight for his life.

"Brother Ye, they are many people and powerful. You should hurry up and summon more martial arts fellow workers outside, but come back to save us." Zhang Tianji persuaded rationally. These leaders naturally knew that this man in Zhongshan was not easy to deal with.

Let’s not talk about whether Zhang Tianji’s method is feasible, how could a man from Zhongshan let Ye Wutian go out alive?

"Enclose him!" A man from Zhongshan shouted loudly, and all the men in black rushed towards Ye Wutian, surrounding him tightly.

Ye Wutian glanced at the people in black around him and asked with a wicked smile: "My master, let me ask first, are there any flower girls among you working? If not, I will start a big killing."

"Baga! It's so damn!" A man from Zhongshan shouted loudly, pulled out the samurai sword on his body and rushed towards Ye Wutian.

What surprised Ye Wutian was that the samurai sword in the other party's hand turned out to be a treasure.

Ye Wutian did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly raised his ninja knife and used a thunder slash to face the opponent's attack.

"Thunder Slash!" "Ninjue·Reflex!"

Without the assistance of Thunder Soul, the power of the Thunder Slash is naturally greatly reduced, but when the attack is used, it still arouses a rumble of air, which sounds quite scary.

Ye Wutian's ninja sword quickly collided with the other party's samurai sword. What surprised Ye Wutian was that this thunder slash seemed to be slashing on a spring. Not only did it not have any effect on the other party, it rebounded back to himself.

The powerful rebound force forced Ye Wutian to fall several steps in a row, and the ninja knife in his hand was broken into several pieces. If he had not mobilized his true energy to protect his body in time, he would have to be severely injured by his own moves.

"The ninjutsu of these Japanese dogs is really strange. Fortunately, this time, the thunder soul did not inject thunder spiritual power, otherwise I would have shot myself in the foot." Ye Wutian complained in his heart. He had also learned some of the ninjutsu of Japanese ninjas. They didn't have much real skills, and they were mostly opportunistic tricks.

After the blow succeeded, a proud smile appeared on Kazuya Nakayama's face, "You Chinese, die, we Japanese samurai, big earth."

"Big sister! My ancestors are eighteen generations of men, women, and young! If you have the ability, throw this broken knife and then compete with me." Ye Wutian cursed, and at the same time waved the half-ninja knife in his hand and directly penetrated the neck of a man in black on the right.

At present, the other party's cultivation level is above him, and he is holding a treasure in his hand, and his chances of winning are almost zero.

Faced with Ye Wutian's humiliation, a man in Zhongshan shouted "Baga" angrily, then waved the samurai sword in his hand, and the men in black around him pulled out their swords and rushed towards Ye Wutian.

"Shameless Japanese dog, know how to bully the few with more!" He Bufan cursed angrily.

There were also screams and scolding sounds from the seats around them.

Ye Wutian supported the true energy defense and turned into a wind to wander among the crowd. He punched and kicked, and saw four or five men in black flying up from the sky with their swords.

However, these men in black also have at least the cultivation level of the Xuan Realm. The sword slashes on defense really consume true energy.

Just as he slapped a birdman's head with a palm, he suddenly felt a powerful energy coming from behind. When he looked back, he found that it was the birdman in Zhongshan who launched the attack. Since he would take action himself, he must have wanted to fight quickly.

Facing this powerful bird man, Ye Wutian did not dare to be careless at all. He quickly raised his right hand and used a blink of an eye to thunder.

A spiritual light bounced out and shot towards a man in Zhongshan.

A man in Zhongshan was not at all panicked, and he raised his sword and chopped towards the spirit light.

"Ninja Reflex!"

As soon as the spirit light touched the opponent's blade, he immediately turned around and reflected back.

Before Ye Wutian could react, the spiritual light had already hit the true qi defense in front of him.

"Bang!"

With the explosion, the true qi defense was blown to pieces, but fortunately it did not hurt the body.

"Do you just know this fucking trick? My mother!" Ye Wutian scolded angrily.

When Ye Wutian's true energy defense was broken, the birds in black around him immediately took the opportunity to raise their swords and slash Ye Wutian's body. This is what is called taking advantage of your illness and killing you.

"Water dogs, try the power of my Overlord Fist." As he spoke, Ye Wutian had already used the third level of Overlord Fist, but his punch was not hitting someone, but directly bombarding the ground under his feet.

"Battle against the world!"
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