Domineering!

This is the only word in the hearts of the six Chinese warriors that can express their feelings at the moment.

They have been imprisoned for many years, and they have long been a little strange to the outside world, let alone heard the name of Xu Tianjun, who has risen in recent years.

I am full of curiosity and expectation for the young man in front of me.

Looking at the people below, although they were talking in a low voice, no one dared to call again.

Moreover, Xu Zhendong killed people casually. As the owner of Taoist venues, he didn't dare to say a word, so he could only hold it.

After a while, no one called.

Xu Zhendong opened his mouth again and said calmly, "I don't want to say it a second time."

"Yes, let them go now!"

The master of the hall said in a huff and puff, and turned to go in.

Before long, the owner of the museum brought out 11 Chinese warriors, all of whom seemed to be injured to varying degrees.

Bai Ninglong went down to meet them.

"It's OK, we are Chinese, come to your home."

Bai Ninglong comforted them, looking at these 11 people's mental state is not very good, but after all, it is good to be saved.

The eleven people are very grateful to him.

"I'm talking about all the people in China who are imprisoned here." Xu Zhendong once again said that anger broke out, and a strong pressure rolled over directly.

The warriors in the Shinto mindless arena below screamed and fell on the ground in agony.

Even their owners are no exception.

Moreover, Xu Zhendong's figure leaped from the gate and came to the owner of the museum. The silver light was shining. A subtle light said that the owner's head was separated from his body.

Then he looked to the other warrior on the side and said, "I'll give you a chance."

"I... I understand. I'll release them right away."

This is the deputy head of the museum. He feels that the pressure on his body disappears. He immediately goes in and releases people.

He also brought out a Chinese warrior who entered the peak of Taoism. He was the most seriously injured and a little unconscious. He was supported by strong willpower.

Xu Zhendong walks over and supports him. Inadvertently, he leads some aura into his body to support him temporarily.

He immediately opened his eyes, looked at Xu Zhendong, nodded gratefully, and when he saw the Shinto mindless Liuwu lying below, he looked at Xu Zhendong again, his eyes were full of shock.

"Ho Ho, ho ho!"

"Ho, are you ok?"

The same Chinese warrior came to help.

Xu Zhendong asked casually, "what's your name?"

"Cheng Ho Cheng." Said the man.

Bai Ninglong takes them and retreats outside.

Xu Zhendong looked at the deputy curator just now and said, "let all the people imprisoned inside go."

"Ah... Yes, yes."

Deputy curator Leng for a while, originally wanted to resist, see Xu Zhendong's eyes, second counsels.

After a while, there was a fight inside.

Xu Zhendong takes a look, quits, comes to Bai Ninglong and others, and says faintly:

"Let's go to the next ashram."

When the crowd left, the foreign soldiers who had been imprisoned inside had rushed out. Xu Zhendong also regained his momentum, and the people lying on the ground also stood up.

There was a scuffle and chaos.

But it's none of their business.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen. Go ahead and stay for a while."

This time, Bai Ninglong consciously let them all go in to store the magic utensils, which was convenient for them to go on their way without any delay.

The speed of the two is very fast!

I have come to Beichen Yidao field, but I haven't called it yet.

All of a sudden!

Two very powerful lights came from the distance.

Xu Zhendong's eyebrows wrinkled, fixed his eyes, a bit surprised.

A body flying from the sky, it's Ishihara hemp clothes, and chasing is the blonde girl, her hand holding a sword, from the sky, like an angel, the sword light cut.

Ishihara's sword has not only gone where he lost it, but also his injury is not light. Facing the coming sword, he can only move the energy in his body, as if forming a kind of vigorous Qi to block it by force.

The whole person was blown away by the sword Qi.

Boom, the whole person into the building of Beichen knife field, high main building was hit fault, then fell.

When the building collapsed, countless people were still sleeping inside. They were directly bombed down. There were so many people dead.

"How about entering Japan? I'll still kill you. "

The blonde girl, holding a thin sword, looks angry and stares at the collapsed building.

She knew Ishihara must not be dead.

The blonde girl was very angry at first, but she seemed to find Xu Zhendong's breath. Looking at it, she came with a smile and a whoosh.

"Xu Tianjun, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I arrived in Japan. We really have a destiny!"

Beverly, the blonde, said with a smile.

Bang!

In the collapsed building and abandoned area, countless people ran out and were killed.

A sound sounded, a figure appeared, Ishihara hemp clothes jumped up, standing in the sky, disheartened, but still a proud face.

At least for this blonde, he can live.

"Beverly, you can't kill me, but if you enter Japan, you will die!"

Ishihara's voice was very confident. Even though he was beaten in a mess, now in Dongying, he has enough confidence to kill Beverly. Here, he still has friends.

As soon as he entered Japan, he had been sent a message by his friend. I believe that at this moment, his friend is on his way.

Seeing Beverly, Xu Zhendong was a little surprised, but he was grateful to her and said:

"Beverly, nice to see you again. I haven't had time to thank you for saving your life before."

The white dragon on the side has a blank face, but it's better not to talk.

"When you repay me, I'll talk to you after I kill this wretch."

Beverly said, looking at Ishihara's sackcloth standing in the void, she carried her sword away with a sharp and surging force.

Ishihara did not know where he got a long sword, but also went up with it.

to be sonorous!

The two men fought fiercely in the air, but they didn't want to crush each other.

The warriors of Beichen knife field below suffered, many people were affected, innocent people were killed, blood splashed.

For a time, the scene was chaotic, and the prisoners also escaped.

Xu Zhendong looked down and saw that the injured Huaxia warrior was beaten. He said in a hurry: "Ning long, save people first."

Two people jump down, save people first.

Divine sense scan, instantly found that there are 18 Chinese martial arts here, as many as 50 prisoners.

These people have been imprisoned for such a long time and treated cruelly all the time. They have been seriously injured both physically and mentally. They are not the opponents of Taoists at all.

"Kill

With a wave of his hand, Xu Zhendong made a big picture.

The divine sense locked up the three Chinese warriors, moved their figure, caught them together and said:

"I'm from China. I've come to save you. Now that you're injured, you'll be wronged for a while. Go into the space and wait for the magic weapon first."

After that, grab it and throw it into the storage weapon.

On the other side, Bai Ninglong's killing intention is boiling, and the sword light is cut out from time to time to save the Chinese warriors.

Xu Zhendong and Bai Ninglong are not polite to the warriors in Beichen knife field, and they kill a lot of them.

Crushing kill.

The fighting above is also very fierce.

"Xu... Xu Tianjun..."

Shihara hemp clothes on the top finally saw Xu Zhendong below. He was scared to pee, counseled for a second, and ran with his pants.