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Seeing that the Three Purities Spiritual Mushroom was able to block Commander Hong's attack, it seemed that her kung fu must have improved a lot compared to when she was in the Ruian City! At that time, even though he had broken through to the two main meridians, how could he be as strong as the current True Dragon Qi! He believed that there must be some fortuitous encounter when the Mianshen returned to Japan.

The fight between San Shi Ling Mu and Hong Shuai could be said to be amazing. It gave the impression of a feast for the eyes, but the men on both sides were on guard, ready to attack at any moment.

The San Pu Ling Mu had the advantage in high altitude, and from top to bottom, it attacked Hong Shuai. Marshal Hong's ball of light gradually became less round, especially the area that was resisting the silver arrow. It was already caving in. Like a full balloon, it gradually started to cave in.

Marshal Hong saw that his moves were being suppressed and couldn't help but feel anxious. However, at this moment, he had no other choice but to rely on his own zhenqi to struggle and persevere. Hong Shuai used his strength to circle the light ball by an inch, but was then pressed down by the Three Protections Divine Armor by two inches. As time passed, the light ball gradually became smaller and smaller, and at the same time, it also gradually became deformed.

While Marshal Hong was concentrating his mind to fight against the Triple Slash Spiritual Mushroom, four to five Ninja Warriors dragged their swords and rushed forward. Marshal Hong's heart turned cold. He clearly knew that these fellows were here to take advantage of the fire.

The five Ninja Warriors stood in five different directions of the ball of light and simultaneously handed over a long katana. They inserted the sharp blade into the spinning ball of light.

"Crackle!"

The five katana pieces were all cut into pieces by Greedy Wolf at the same time. The shattered pieces of the blade flew away and the powerful recoil made the five Ninja warriors fly backward.

On the surface, it looked like he had forced back the five Ninja Warriors. However, the five Ninja Warriors had deliberately dispersed his internal energy, forcing the light ball to deal with the five Ninja Warriors. As a result, the silver arrow became weaker. The balance that was already tilted even more. The moment when Hong Shuai was dispersing his power, a number of silver arrows pierced through the glowing blade and hit his body.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood sprayed out from Marshal Hong's body. As the blood blossomed, Marshal Hong let out a muffled grunt. The blade of light that surrounded him shattered with a loud bang. Marshal Hong's knees went weak and he was about to kneel.

Ding!

Marshal Hong pressed his sword against the ground, supporting his crumbling body, he spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, Marshal Hong's entire body was filled with bloody holes. Although those bloody holes weren't big, the amount of blood that flowed was not small. Of course, these were all the masterpieces of the Three Purities Mushroom.

With a graceful turn, she landed on the roof of another Hummer. Then, she put on her charming face and smiled amorously at Hong. "Marshal Hong, are you feeling good?"

Marshal Hong said with hatred, "You little girl, I haven't even fallen down yet. Don't be too proud of yourself too early!"

San Pu Ling Mu clapped her hands and said: "Oh, okay then, let's see how long you can last! "Kill him!"

At the command of Three Purities' Shrine, dozens of Ninja Warriors, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly moved. Like hungry wild dogs, they crazily rushed towards the injured Marshal Hong.

"Hahaha …" "Hahaha …" The three Holy Orchids let out rampant laughter. The laughter was devilishly alluring and carried a kind of magic that could captivate a person.

Marshal Hong covered his ears with his left hand and revealed a pained expression on his face. His brain felt as if it had been washed by someone, as if there were tens of thousands of bees dancing and buzzing in his head. Marshal Hong felt very frustrated. He spat out another mouthful of blood due to the burning sensation in his heart.

At this moment, the Ninja Warriors had already rushed in front of Marshal Hong. Bright samurai swords hacked down at him from all directions. Marshal Hong wiped off the blood on his mouth and a heroic spirit rose in his heart like a hero. As a man, even if he were to die, he would die in a glorious manner!

Thinking of this, Hong Shuai took a deep breath and pulled out his battle knife, chopping down on the ninja warrior who was at the front of the line!

Marshal Hong's blade drew a beautiful arc in the air, piercing through the air and emitting a sharp whistling sound. This slash was filled with grief and anger.

The Ninja Warrior who bore the brunt of the blow saw that the situation had gone awry, and raised his katana to block the blow. However, even if the katana was extremely sharp, how could it compare to the domineering might of his battle blade? With a crisp sound, the katana broke in half. The sharp Bladeqi instantly struck the Ninja Warrior's head.

Swish! A neat crack suddenly appeared on the Ninja Warrior's ghost mask. With a soft 'puchi' sound, blood gushed out from the crack. The ghost mask suddenly shattered, along with the Ninja Warrior's head. His head exploded like a popped balloon. Blood splattered everywhere, and white brains were mixed in the middle. It was disgusting and horrifying.

Under the stimulation of the blood, Marshal Hong's eyes turned red, like a wild tiger's. His heart was filled with the desire to kill. The battle blade in his hand sensed his master's intentions, and the blade began to vibrate with a buzzing sound, as if ripples were rippling on the surface of the blade.

At this moment, Marshal Hong was thoroughly enraged. The blood throughout the body of the number one general of the Hong Gate was burning, boiling and causing his bones to crackle.

"F * * k your mother!" Marshal Hong shouted in anger. Carrying his saber with his right hand, he quickly charged into the Ninja Warrior's camp.

In a jeep some distance away, Hua QianXun spoke up in praise. "I admire this guy!"

Wuqing immediately understood and said, "Boss, do you want to help him?"

Hua Qian Xun replied, "Hold on! Let's just let him play it out. This person is not at the end of his rope yet! "

Heartless played with a sharp knife and coldly said, "Just let me go later!"

He knew that for a ninja warrior, Heartless had an indescribable rage. She didn't know why, but maybe it was because of the aftereffects of the second world war, but it was still very clear in her mind.

"Swish!"

A katana cut into Marshal Hong's shoulder, two-thirds of the blade going into his flesh. Marshal Hong stared coldly at the Ninja Warrior before him, his face revealing a terrifying expression.

The Ninja Warrior was stunned. He desperately tried to draw his saber to retreat. Even through the mask, he could still see the frantic expression on the Ninja Knight's face.

"Scared? "Hmph, go to hell!"

Hong Shuai gripped his Greedy Wolf Blade and slashed upwards.

"Mm …" The Ninja Warrior let out a mournful groan as he flew into the air. Suddenly, the air exploded into two halves. Blood and blood rained down like rain.

The two Ninja Warriors that followed her were stunned, momentarily forgetting to move. However, as the saber Qi flew about, the two absent-minded Ninja Warriors as well as the katana in their hands were chopped into several pieces, like pieces that had been torn apart and scattered on the ground.

With a soft 'chi' sound, Marshal Hong's back was cut once again, revealing a long bloody wound. Fresh blood immediately flowed out.

"Holy sh * t!" Marshal Hong did not even turn around as he ruthlessly sent out a fierce Whirlwind Slash.

Swish!

The Ninja Warrior froze on the spot, and he lowered his head in disbelief. Suddenly, a swirl of blood spurted out from his waist. It was like a sprinkler on a football field.

Ah!" The ninja warrior let out a tragic howl, causing the heaven and earth to tremble. His body suddenly snapped into two pieces at the waist. The upper half of his body flew up into the air with spurting blood, landing in the middle of the crowd. The lower half of his body was still standing there, like a fountain, spurting out fresh blood.

If it was an ordinary mob, Marshal Hong's bloody massacre might have forced them back. However, facing a well-trained Ninja Knight, Marshal Hong's massacre instead aroused the Ninja Warrior's fighting spirit. Seeing their comrade die tragically, these Ninja Warriors did not cower in fear. On the contrary, they charged forward even more bravely than before.

Marshal Hong was the number one valiant general of the Northern Flood Gate. However, under the siege of the trained Ninja Warriors of the Southern Flood Gate, he appeared to be struggling on the left and on the right as time went by. On top of that, Marshal Hong had just been injured by the Three Treasures Spirit Body and his inner force was damaged. After this fight, he was about to run out of energy …

Several bloody wounds instantly appeared on Marshal Hong's body. He used the Greedy Wolf Blade to support his body and knelt on one knee. He was gasping for breath with great difficulty as blood dripped down. This was the first time in his life that he felt that death was so close.

"Hahahaha!" Threepoint once more let out a wild laugh, her face bewitching and sinister. "Let's see how long you can hold out for!"

Marshal Hong suddenly began to laugh out loud. His laughter was filled with desolation and sorrow for his hero.

"What are you laughing at?" Sanpo asked.

Marshal Hong said, "I never expected that I, Hong, who had lived in seclusion for nearly five years would lose to a little girl today."

Marshal Hong lay powerlessly on the ground. His mood was like a dead sea. He saw the bright light of the katana cutting through his vision, so he silently closed his eyes.

After a while, Hong Shuai did not feel the cold blade on his neck. Instead, he felt a warm liquid spraying on his face.

Marshal Hong opened his eyes in confusion. He saw a man with a grave expression standing beside him, a cold light flickering between his fingers. In front of him, a Ninja Warrior held his neck with both hands, blood gushing out from his fingers. His katana fell to the ground, and his throat made a humming sound. He didn't say anything.

In a single exchange, one person fell under the merciless blade.