If Yang Luo really found a good sword, how terrifying would it be?

It's simply unimaginable.

Prajna swallowed his throat and asked, "Brother Yang, do you want to be so high-profile?"

Yang Luo replied with a smile: "This time we are here to take revenge and kill people, so naturally the higher the pronunciation!

It is best to alarm all the main forces of Asuka Ninja Sect so that they can be completely destroyed!"

"Brother Yang is right!"

Bujie nodded and said excitedly: "Brothers, prepare for the fight!"

"Baga!"

"The enemy is there!"

"Hurry, go and kill them!"

At this time, the ninjas in Asuki Village all noticed Yang Luo and the four of them on the mountain, and they all rushed over with roars and roars.

"kill!"

Yang Luo shouted loudly, jumped down directly, raised his right hand, and his palm was flashing with a blazing golden light, and he pressed down with one palm!

"The Great Handprint of the True Dragon!"

A golden handprint was like a golden mountain, pressing hard towards the ninjas that rushed over!

Next second!

Puffy!

The dozens of ninjas who rushed over first were directly crushed by the golden big handprints, turning into pools of blood mud!

"Hahaha, Lord Buddha is here!"

Bujie laughed wildly, jumped down, and swung the dragon-patterned Zen Staff in his hand!

The black dragon-patterned Zen Staff burst out with golden light, as if it turned into a golden giant stick, and it hit it down!

Boom boom boom boom!

Immediately, dozens of ninjas were hit by a stick, their bodies were smashed into a human form, and they were covered in blood and fell to the ground and died...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!