Qingchuan Daoming's eyes lit up: "Bring him in!"
The door opened, and two Sakura Kingdom warriors walked into the room holding Ziji with their hands.
Amamiya Yukie looked panicked: "Zi Ji, you..."
"It's okay. The master is already on the way and will come to rescue us soon. Aokawa Michio and Izanagi, you just wait to die!"
Zi Ji stared at Qingchuan Daoming with cold eyes and a sneer on her lips.
"Owner?"
Qingchuan Daoming frowned and snorted coldly: "That's fine, from now on you two will only have me as the master, and I, Qingchuan Daoming, will be the only master!"
"You all get out!"
Qingchuan Daoming gave an order, and several warriors immediately bowed respectfully and turned to leave.
Qingchuan Daoming looked at Ziji and Amamiya Yuki and smiled playfully: "Okay now, the two girls are gathered together. Now I want you to serve me well. I want to see if this so-called master in your mouth can do it." Come save you!"
"Humph, Qingchuan Daoming, everything you do is just digging your own grave!"
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Zi Ji didn't give in at all and retorted sarcastically.
Qingchuan Daoming's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he raised his hand and slapped Zi Ji hard on the face.
Zi Ji did not dare to use her cultivation skills, so she was slapped by Qingchuan Daoming and fell to the ground and rolled far away, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Bitch! You are just the lowest tool, and you still dare to be half-hearted!"
Qingchuan Daoming cursed and quickly stepped forward to tear Zi Ji's clothes off.
With a tearing sound, Zi Ji's shirt was torn to pieces.
At this moment, a loud noise came.
The door was kicked open from the outside, and then another kick hit Qingchuan Daoming's door. Qingchuan Daoming groaned and rolled away.
Ning Chen helped Zi Ji and Yu Gong Yue up, frowned at Zi Ji's embarrassed appearance and her face was flushed, and casually removed the collars from their necks. When he looked at Qingchuan Daoming again, his eyes had gradually become cold, murderous. densely covered.
"Stupid Chinese people dare to come here alone. Not only them, you can't leave alive today!"
Qingchuan Daoming still had shoe marks on his face. He spat out two bloody teeth with a hysterical smile on his face: "Come, come quickly, kill this Chinese! No, don't kill him, put him Take control, I want him to see with his own eyes how I punish them!"
"Somebody come!"
Qingchuan Daoming shouted twice more, but the surroundings were still eerily quiet.
The air seemed to freeze.
"I have already taken care of those wastes, and you are the last one."
Ning Chen showed a cold smile.
Qingchuan Daoming's pupils suddenly shrank. Ning Chen looked like he was only in his early twenties. He was dressed in simple casual clothes and there was no trace of blood or even traces of fighting on his body.
However, all the samurai in the entire base and the warriors lurking in the dark were eliminated?
Although those people are not Izanagi's elite, they are still absolute masters!
There were top mercenaries, nearly ten SS-level extraordinary people, and more than twenty Sakura Kingdom Grandmasters and Grand Grandmasters. All of them were quietly killed by the young men in front of them in such a short period of time?
"Are you...are you a devil?"
Qingchuan Daoming looked frightened and staggered back. His own cultivation level was not as strong as a grandmaster, and he didn't even have the courage to fight against such a terrifying strong man!
"No, you can't kill me. My uncle is the third master of Izanagi, Ryuukani Ichito! If I die here, the entire Izanagi will not let you go, and will fight you to death and hunt you down. To the ends of the earth!”
"oh?"
Ning Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a playful smile: "Isn't this the headquarters of Izanagi? Then where is the headquarters of Izanagi?"
Three minutes ago, Ning Chen rushed to the Cherry Blossom Kingdom. Although using his spiritual consciousness to search for Zi Ji's traces consumed his spiritual energy, Ning Chen still used his spiritual consciousness at the critical moment.
Fortunately, the Cherry Blossom Country was a small place, and Ning Chen quickly found the traces of Zi Ji. There were also warriors gathering here and they were heavily guarded.
After locking the target, Ning Chen immediately came to rescue Ziji and Amamiya Yukie, but during the search with his spiritual consciousness, he only found a strong man whose strength was comparable to the peak of the King of Martial Arts. He was wandering around but did not find other strong men.
In other words, Ning Chen did not discover the location of Izanagi's headquarters.
Is it possible that Izanagi's headquarters is not in Sakura Country?
If this is the case, it will be more troublesome. It is not his character to cut the grass without eradicating the roots.
"Hahaha, damn stupid pig, do you think I will tell you? I'm warning you, it's best not to kill me. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely die. My master, Izanagi, will come to China immediately! "
Qingchuan Daoming laughed heartily.
Ning Chen sneered: "How come you can change your face faster than turning the pages of a book? Are you done with the little tricks?"
Qingchuan Daoming's expression changed. Ning Chen used a gravity technique to suck him into his hand. He lifted Qingchuan Daoming directly by his neck. He spread out his other hand and grabbed a black communicator.
The green light of the communicator flashes, obviously it is connected.
"Dear Chinese warriors, China is a country of etiquette and the most important thing is the spirit of martial arts!"
A deep male voice came from the phone: "Qingchuan Jun is just a child with low cultivation. With your cultivation and strength, you should not bother to kill such a weak young man! Let Qingchuan go, I will be with you on the high seas." Fight alone.”
"If I lose, I can promise you that within a hundred years I, Izanagi, will not make any further incursions and live in peace with China. What do you think?"
"I don't think so..."
Ning Chen sneered: "I'll wait for you here. You will hear a beautiful sound next, so enjoy it."
After Ning Chen finished speaking, he stuffed the black communicator into Qingchuan Daoming's mouth and slowly applied force with his palm.
Qingchuan Daoming struggled desperately, his face turned red because of difficulty breathing, and he felt a sense of suffocation. He kept kicking his feet and screamed hoarsely.
Three minutes later, Qingchuan Daoming completely died of anger.
In a dark room somewhere, an old man in loose clothes had his eyes slightly closed and his face was calm. A suffocating low whistle came from the communicator in front of him. The old man's face was as calm as an ancient well, but the white porcelain tea cup in his hand had turned into powder. .
After a moment, the sound subsided and there was a soft sound. That was the sound of Qingchuan Daoming being thrown to the ground like a dead dog.
The old man suddenly opened his eyes with murderous intent in his eyes. He stood up and instantly disappeared from the spot. He appeared next to the sword box not far away. He took out a katana from the sword box. He turned his wrist and the katana's flickering light flashed twice. , the old man disappeared again in the next second.
