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The cold light of the concealed weapon finally disappeared, all the assaulters from Shan Wang Group were killed, only three remained: Ye Zheng, Kessler, Xiangguan Lingnai.

A thin figure suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

This was a bald-headed old man with medium stature. He wore black clothes, and his eyes flickered with a cruel light like a vulture. He had a mocking smile on his face, as if he was "in control of the entire situation".

The feeling was very satisfying.

"Beitiao Deyu?"

Kessler's eyes were bloodshot.

"Kessler?"

The old man smiled proudly to himself, 'Ghost Fog'.

"My brother thinks highly of you, but tonight, he feels that your intelligence and battle prowess are very mediocre."

Kessler gritted his teeth and his hands shook as if he wanted to throw himself at her.

Ye Zheng lightly pulled his arm, indicating him to be calm when doing things.

Beitiao Deyu made a slight gesture, and more than forty black ninjas appeared out of nowhere. Some of them held straight blades, while others held flying sickles, surrounding the three who were still alive.

Their clothing and Shan Wang Group's "Ironhand disciples"

Ninjas were very similar, but their black masks were embroidered with ferocious ghouls, only exposing their shiny eyes.

Ye Zheng frowned and let out a cold snort. He realised that these ninjas' positions were extremely particular, it was obvious that they had gone through a lot of training and practice, and blocked all three of their escape routes.

"Northerner, you have lost."

Beitiao Deyu chuckled, "Not long from now, this old man will return to the Shan Wang Group to take charge of the overall situation."

"He didn't lose."

Ye Zheng smiled and nodded towards Beitiao Deyu: "You appeared too early. If I were you, I would have continued to throw darts at you."

"Blood has spilled. The victor has been determined. "

Beitiao Deyu's face sunk as she stared into Ye Zheng's eyes.

"The outcome has been decided, life and death are still pending."

Ye Zheng said in a heavy voice.

"Hehe, do you still have the qualifications to fight this old man to the death? On what basis? "

Beitiao Deyu laughed.

"Just based on the fact that I can beat your third disciple to death."

Ye Zheng took a step forward, a profound light in his eyes, and his body suddenly suffused with a sharp killing intent.

Beitiao Deyu's pupils constricted. She looked at Ye Zheng and slowly said: "You're the one who killed my third disciple, Spirit Leopard?"

"How many disciples do you have in total? I'm looking forward to a hat-trick. "

Ye Zheng laughed as he provoked them.

Beitiao Deyu was called "Ghost Mist".

Chief, there are four disciples who are proud of themselves. Their real names have already been concealed and they only use nicknames to address others as' Dragon Claw '.

"Wu Jiu!"

"Spirit Leopard!"

and "Hidden Snake"

The third disciple, Spirit Leopard, had the best lightness skills, so he was going to carry out the order of "abduct Xiao Chuhuan".

Originally, the mission was something he had been determined to accomplish, but he hadn't thought that he would run into Ye Zheng, this fiendish demon that was willing to sacrifice his life.

Suddenly, a tall and skinny black clad ninja made his move towards Ye Zheng. With a flick of his wrist, a short sickle that was connected to a long chain shot out towards Ye Zheng's neck.

This kind of weapon was a flexible weapon. Unless one was a highly trained expert, it was very difficult to use.

This person was Beitiao Deyu, Beitiao Deyu's second disciple, with outstanding martial skills, passed down through her master. Seeing that the person who killed his third junior brother was right in front of him, he angrily attacked.

Ye Zheng was steady like Mt. Tai, he did not dodge nor dodge. When the scythe was almost to his throat, he dodged with a flick and reached out with his right hand, like a snake catching its prey, and grabbed onto one end of the chain.

The tall and skinny Ninja and Ye Zheng each grabbed one end of the iron chain and stood in a deadlock.

"Wu Jiu, let go!"

Beitiao Deyu saw that the situation was bad and ordered loudly.

A powerful surge of inner force, like an electric current, followed the chain towards "Wu Jiu".

Attack!

Wu Jiu let go of his hand in time, and let out a "peng peng".

After a few sounds, the long chain broke into pieces and flew far away. If he did not let go in time, Wu Jiu's arm would have had its bones broken.

"You're lucky this time."

Ye Zheng smiled at Wu Jiu, then turned his head to look at Beitiao Deyu, and slowly asked: "Do I have the qualifications to compete?"

Beitiao Deyu's face changed, as she passed through the "ghost fog".

He had long known Ye Zheng's name and ability, but today, he discovered that Ye Zheng's strength had actually far surpassed his own knowledge.

Seeing Ye Zheng take action, Kessler was shocked: In the battle of Kawahara mountain, Ye Zheng was stronger than him, but only by half! If they were to face each other in battle, he might not lose.

Who would've thought that in such a short period of time, this person would advance by leaps and bounds, leaving him far behind?

In actuality, Ye Zheng's body was the backlash from a top human expert from hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The potential of clones was enormous.

When he was trapped in the Kawahara mountain, he had been hit by a dozen or so bullets, and was severely injured, almost dying. After crawling back from the abyss of hell, his power had increased by a huge amount, and now, he was far above Kessler, Gao Xiaowen and the other experts.

"Unbelievable …"

Beitiao Deyu stared at Ye Zheng as if she was staring at a ghost, and muttered.

"Kessler, Xiangguan Lingnai, now that everyone has appeared, it's time to face them head on."

Ye Zheng was brimming with absolute confidence, and said loudly: "The operation has not failed, and only changed to a more direct plan."

Kessler's eyes hardened, and he held the Heavy Tiger in his hand.

The katana assumed a decisive battle stance.

"Beitiao Deyu, since you want the position of Shan Wang Group's President, then come and get it."

Kessler's dark blue eyes shone as he stared at Beitiao Deyu and issued a challenge declaration, "You and I will fight it out with each other."

"Northerner, you've been wounded a few times and now you can't win against me."

Beitiao Deyu slowly said: "This old man heard that when you went all out to deal with my brother Beitiao Zhenwu, this old man, you were only barely able to win."

"So what? In the end, I won. "

Kessler's voice was hoarse.

"For more than a decade, my brother has been sitting in a chair at his desk, while this old man has been rolling around in a pool of blood. Even if you are healthy, this old man will not fear you. "

Beitiao Deyu grinned like an owl during the night.

Beitiao Deyu had brought a group of traitors, established a different clan, and relied on her exquisite ninja arts and her cruel and decisive style.

Kessler's heart skipped a beat, his heart felt as if it had sunk to the bottom of the sea, but his eyes were still determined, the katana in his hands was still firmly held, that was, he was going to "fight".

Never retreat!

"I'm going to deal with him?"

Ye Zheng asked Kessler.

"I am the Mountain King's Chairman."

From Kessler's words and attitude, it was obvious that he had rejected Ye Zheng's good intentions.

Beitiao Deyu laughed complacently: "Northern European, you only have half a life left, but I am very cautious and do not want to risk it."

"If you don't have the guts to fight, then give me the antidote to the Miss Shaw's poison."

Kessler said in a low voice.

"Miss Shaw? Northerners, I seem to have discovered the reason for your abnormal performance tonight. "

Beitiao Deyu said: "There are many ways to win, and I usually choose the simplest method."

On a tree not far away, a black-masked ninja appeared, carrying a long black cloth bag on his shoulder.

"This old man will bury you together with Miss Shaw."

Beitiao Deyu said seriously.