Under the mask, he looks to be in his 40s, with an inverted triangle face, and looks sinister.
"Am I right? Yama!"
The corners of Xuanshan's mouth slowly rose. Discovering the King of Hell had already made Xuanshan excited.
Musashi's top ninja had once been defeated by the King of Hell. At that time, Japanese warriors were gathering in one place to exchange ideas.
Musashi, Kai, Echigo, Shinano, Iga, Koga, and Kii.
All the existing ninja schools gather at the foot of Mount Fuji.
As a result, the King of Hell used some means to ruin the event.
During the grand event, all three schools of ninja were killed on the spot. This incident caused a great uproar in Japan, and after a long investigation, no one knew who was responsible.
However, top fighters such as the Chinese Dragon Soul were viewed with suspicion by everyone.
Especially the King of Hell, who was targeted by some people.
During that period, Ye Tian fought every day and almost couldn't return from Japan.
"Okay, you have some good eyesight!"
Ye Tian did not deny and acknowledged the identity of the King of Hell.
"Three years ago, at the foot of Mount Fuji, was it you who did it?" Xuanniao spoke a few words quickly, all in Japanese.
"I don't understand bird language!"
"You are the King of Hell, why are you so rude?" Xuanshan was dissatisfied.
"What manners do I need to tell you?"
"I've already said it before, I'm going to kill you with my own hands. You ninja, if you dare to come here, this is your grave. I didn't kill you three years ago, and you still dare to set foot in China now."
"Baga, it's you!"
Xuanshan reacted and nodded at Xuanniao.
"The Ninja Conference was ruined by you."
"All calculated, I should have blown up Mount Fuji!"
"Alas, there is not enough ammunition on hand."
Ye Tian shook his head helplessly, feeling very regretful, extremely regretful.
"Yan Wang, you are quite crazy."
"Without hot weapons, what are you?"
"Try?"
Ye Tian didn't want to waste time talking to the ninja. Now that his cultivation had recovered, his Nine Yang Gong had broken through even more than before. With the inheritance of the mountain god, Ye Tian really wanted to have a good fight with the jonin.
Internationally, it is said that a Jonin must surpass the innate warriors of China.
"snort!"
Xuanniao was the first one who couldn't help it, and slowly took out a black sickle from behind him.
"Yama, I will personally hook out your intestines."
"I said, don't speak bird language to me!"
Just as Ye Tian finished speaking, the black bird had disappeared.
Ye Tian rushed out and turned his wrist again. The bayonet had already landed at the three o'clock position.
"boom!"
Sparks flew out and the sickle was blocked.
Xuanniao looked at Ye Tian coldly, and the power of the sickle was increased again, and even flames appeared on the sickle.
"Death, scythe slash!"
"Fire Break!"
The black bird soared into the sky, like a demon god. The air waves rushing out of its body were truly comparable to those of the innate.
Sparks slipped down from the sleeves.
These sparks fell to the ground and instantly ignited. Ye Tian swam quickly to avoid these sparks.
The sickle fell again.
"boom!"
Ye Tian was knocked out and his body hit the outside of the water tower, causing a dent in the water tower.
"Yan Wang, is this all the strength you have?"
"Without firearms, killing you is like slaughtering a dog."
"We will take your body back to Japan, and your head will be made into a wine cup and placed in our ancestral land of Musashi."
Ye Tian wiped the corner of his mouth and found that the bayonet had bent.
"So that's how it is!"
Ye Tian put down the bayonet, raised his hands in the air, and measured it towards the Xuanniao.
"Let's get on with it!"
"kill!"
The black bird rushed out again, with a chain behind its sickle. The sky was filled with cold light, and flames spread out again.
This time, Ye Tian let out a long roar.
The Nine Yang Gong in the body completely erupted.
A punch was thrown.
Ignore the flames, even your fists in the air, creating a sonic boom.
"boom!"
The scorching Nine Yang Qi slammed into the sickle, causing it to bounce up. The chain vibrated, and Ye Tian pounced towards the black bird like a dragon.
"Damn... Yalu!"
The black bird circled and the air waves came out from its body again.
A boomerang flew out from the palm of his hand.
"Musashi, Shadow Kill!"
The boomerang is the shadow of death, slashing everything in front of it. The boomerang's trajectory is very special. In Xuanniao's hands, it is like a bullet.
Ye Tian twisted in the air before Xuanniao could see clearly.
A shovel appeared in Ye Tian's hand.
"What?"
Xuanniao was stunned. Ye Tian picked up the shovel and started a night battle.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The boomerang exploded in the air, and the shovel broke into pieces, leaving only a piece of wooden stick.
Xuanniao was stunned at this moment.
Ye Tian charged again.
Military charge tactics!
Ultimate move!
The shovel stick stabbed the black bird's chest.
Xuanniao looked at the shovel with disdain and said, "You want to kill me with just a stick? I'm a Jonin. Our ninjutsu makes us indestructible."
"Really? Who told you that a wooden stick can't kill someone?" Ye Tian also laughed.
Even if Ye Tian let go, the shovel stick was still stuck in Xuanniao's body, and drops of blood slowly slid down the shovel stick from its chest.
"I am the King of Hell. If I tell you to die, you must die. Do you understand?"
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