"Li Xiaoxi!"
When Wu Chen rushed in, he found that the partition door of the toilet was open. However, he did not see Li Xiaoxi, even the cleaner.
"No, something's wrong."
Wu Chen patted his forehead and looked around eagerly, only to find that the ventilation window of the toilet had been removed, and that window could let Li Xiaoxi and the cleaner out.
Wu Chen's face changed greatly. He jumped out of the ventilation window and ran after him.
Outside I do not know when it has been raining heavily, everything is very confused, let his vision a little fuzzy.
Wu Chen quickly used his spiritual power to feel the existence around him, but found that two scarlet light spots came slowly behind him.
Needless to say, I also know that scarlet represents the strength of murderous spirit and the degree of danger - no one else, has Li Xiaoxi been
"Your Excellency is here."
Two Japanese people, holding oil paper umbrellas in the heavy rain, came slowly to Wu Chen. Recently, with an inexplicable smile, they said, "we are not very interested in this task, because last time we saw you, we were very impressed."
"So, what do you want to do?"
Wu Chen was relieved to hear that they were not very interested in the task. The subtext is that Li Xiaoxi's life is not in danger for the time being.
"Let's play a game."
"If you can kill me and xiaojingjun, we will naturally return your partner to you, and we can guarantee that she will not be damaged," he said with a polite smile
"What if I kill you?"
Wu Chen shrugged his shoulders and looked into the Japanese's eyes with a smile: "does that mean that I and my companions will die here? And you're going to take our heads? "
"Yes, what a reasonable deal it is."
Xiaojingjun put down the oil paper umbrella slowly with a smile, and then slowly pulled out the long knife hidden in the umbrella handle. The cold edge of the sword was sharp and the determination was infinite. As the rain said, the blade slowly flowed down, and the atmosphere was very terrible
"Well, then play."
With that, Wu Chen pointed to the umbrella knives of xiaojingjun and Dongtian and replied with some dissatisfaction: "both of you have weapons, but I don't have them. Is that a bit unfair?"
"What do you mean, sir?"
Wu Chen broke off a branch of the roadside tree and pulled off some of the twigs to form a bare stick.
"Well," Wu Chen narrowed his eyes and laughed, "it's fair now, because we all have weapons."
Dongtian and Xiaojing look at each other, "who will come first?"
"No, come with you." Wu Chen sneered, "I'm afraid you will all die here if you go up one by one."
"It's no use talking, young man!"
After Dongtian said this, his lips moved slightly, and a few ancient syllables came out from his throat, echoing with some sonorous rhythm. Although he lowered his head so that Wu Chen could not see his expression, he could still feel the aura of the syllable.
Wu Chen couldn't see through the way the Japanese were, but a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart!
All of a sudden, Mr. Dongtian suddenly raised his head. There were two fierce lights in his deep eyes. There was a transparent ripple in the air, and everything around him was in a delicate and silent state.
At the next moment, the figure of Mr. Dongtian suddenly turned into three, and then into six, chopping to Wu Chen from different directions!
"Japanese Ninjutsu?" Wu Chen's face changed greatly.
However, until this time, Wu Chen did not know when, xiaojingjun disappeared in his sight, completely disappeared!
Wu Chen didn't pay any attention to this kind of Japanese Ninjutsu at all. The reason why he wanted to show a frightened expression on his face was for the two Japanese people. Wu Chen was afraid that he was too calm to make the Japanese dare not attack him boldly. In that case, it would take a lot of effort to hit them.
After all, the body methods of these Japanese people are still very strange.
After the vision of Lingli was opened, Wu Chen clearly captured the two figures. Xiaojingjun didn't disappear. He just attached to a nearby tree and didn't leave at all. He also slowly approached himself with a knife.
In Wu Chen's eyes, there was only one of the six separate bodies of Mr. Toyoda. This kind of ability completely made the two Japanese people's proud Ninjutsu lose its function!
Wu Chen looked at Dongtian's figure, suddenly raised his short stick and pointed at Dongtian Jun.
The next moment, his spiritual power will be attached to the short stick, and a strange and beautiful ancient sword will appear in Wu Chen's hand!
The reason why the outside world reveres Wu Chen as the demon king is that the so-called ghost knife in his hand is not a knife at all. It may be a feather duster or a branch. In a word, it may be anything.
Because, in Wu Chen's hand, everything can be turned into a ghost knife, giving the enemy the heaviest blow!
"I have found you."
Wu Chen shrugged his shoulders and waved the "ghost knife" out!
His black pupils tightened in an instant, and the surging murderous spirit seemed to be the essence. With the short stick, that is, the "ghost knife", Wu Chen was just like a raging demon God. He jumped up against Dongtian Jun's real body in an instant, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
In front of his eyes, Wu Chen is transformed into a frenzied storm, which makes it impossible for people to capture his running track or his action of wielding a knife!
"No way! How could you find me
In fact, his Ninjutsu is a kind of camouflage. The reason for the omni-directional coverage attack is that once the enemy finds the wrong person, he can take the opportunity to attack him from other directions.
However, now Wu Chen actually finds his real body directly, which makes him completely unable to understand what this is.
Dongtian could only passively wave his umbrella knife, and kept taking Wu Chen's omnipresent sword cover from top to bottom. Every knife made him feel as heavy and powerful as a mountain and sea. It was totally irresistible!
"Xiaojingjun, why don't you do it?"
If Dongtian had leisure time to look at xiaojingjun, he would find that Xiaojing was shaking all over. He pointed to the branch in Wu Chen's hand and muttered to himself:
"That's, that's a ghost knife! He... He's the devil! How can the devil appear in such a small place