These crazy warriors all pulled the trigger with a hideous face.
Swallowing!
Bullets were shot overwhelmingly like rain.
These are submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles, and the power of bullets is huge, far exceeding that of pistols.
The power of modern weapons is profoundly trembling.
All the Samurai and Sumitomo family members are looking forward to Zuo Xiu and the other two being beaten into hornet's nests.
But they saw a shocking scene next.
The overwhelming bullets shot on Ao Zhao, and they were all shocked by the Yin-Yang Divine Robe.
A burst of fairy light burst out from Concubine Wen Ren, forming a body-protecting fairy weapon around her delicate body, blocking countless bullets.
As for Zuo Xiu, he moved forward calmly. Every step he took, the imperial domain, which evolved in the synchrony of the extreme realm, formed a terrifying field force within ten meters around his body.
All the bullets could not hit him ten meters before him, and they were all turned into powder.
"Baga! Hell!"
"How is it possible? Is he a god?"
Hundreds of warriors were stunned, unable to believe that this was something that could happen in modern society.
Even the female assistant who was watching the game upstairs was trembling at this moment and was stunned on the spot.
Even the concubine Wen Ren behind her had her beautiful eyes widened to the extreme.
She repeatedly overestimated Zuo Xiu's strength, but she never expected that Zuo Xiu had cultivated the power of the field, which was unprecedented.
"Go to die!"
Just when everyone was shocked, Zuo Xiu took another step forward, waved his hand and slashed, two, and three!
Yan Zhi's sword turned into a bloody light and slashed out three swords in a row.
Three terrifying sword energy passed by rapidly in the void like a long rainbow.
The one or two hundred warriors in front of them were cut off in half by the sword energy.
Just three swords.
Zuo Xiu just waved three times, and these elite warriors were like scarecrows, vulnerable and were killed in an instant.
The only three hundred remaining warriors were trembling all over.
"Baga! Run!"
Someone shouted, but these warriors who were not afraid of life and death turned around and ran wildly in an instant.
In the face of true life and death, no one can go to death blatantly.
Even the security chief Colonel Yoshida fled in a hurry.
"I said, if you flatten the Sumitomo family, you will not let anyone go and kill them!"
Zuo Xiu's voice was like thunder, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed into the escaped crowd like a hurricane.
He didn't need to punch and kick, just to unfold the power of the imperial realm, and wherever he passed, he pulled out a long bloody path.
Anyone within ten meters beside him was strangled by the power of the imperial domain.
When he turned around, the escaped warriors suddenly froze in place!
As Zuo Xiu waved his hand, thunders exploded one after another. In less than three seconds, all the escaped warriors died.
There was a dead silence around.
The originally fresh Amaterasu Consortium headquarters was filled with people. At this moment, except for the three Flame Dragon people, there was no other Japanese standing!
The female assistant stood upstairs and looked at the black-haired young man, like a god.
She couldn't help but tremble all over and murmured to herself: "Master Beitingchuan, can you kill him?"
"cannot!"
A sound exploded in her ear like thunder.
The female assistant was so scared that she saw Zuo Xiu looking up at her, her eyes shivering, like the cold wind that lasted for thousands of years.
After reaching the extreme level of the emperor's body, Zuo Xiu could hear any sound of wind and grass within a radius of 1,000 meters.
The female assistant was shocked. Before she could escape, Zuo Xiu's forehead was pierced with one finger.
Bang!
Her body fell from the upper floor, her eyes full of despair.
This battle finally alarmed the senior management of the conference room.
When they walked out of the conference room and looked up at the corpses everywhere, they were all shocked and angry.
These dead people are all elites they have worked hard to cultivate, as well as their relatives.
Now, all three Flame Dragon people have been killed, and no less than 700 people have died!
"Your Excellency, who are you? Why do you want to destroy my entire clan?"
At this moment, Sumitomo Susakashi could no longer hold it back. His eyes were filled with flames of hatred and he stared at Zuo Xiu.
Zuo Xiu said lightly: "I am Zuo Xiu, you are the one you help Meiji Temple deal with. Since you want to deal with me, I will destroy your entire clan!"
"What?"
"You are Zuo Xiu, how come you come so quickly?"
Sumitomo Susaka Saburo was shocked and he was stunned!
In his impression, no matter how powerful Zuo Xiu is, he cannot cure Ao Zhao overnight, and he cannot fly to the Tokyo Island overnight!
But now, not only did the other party come, but he also almost killed all the security guards and tribe members of Amaterasu Consortium!
Zuo Xiu said coldly: "I like to hate you but no matter how long you are. If you dare to deal with me, you have to pay the price! You made the right decision over the past hundred years ago, but now you have made the wrong choice!"
"Bastard! You are threatening me! Master Beitingchuan, please kill this madman!"
Sumitomo Sushuo Saburo was furious.
Beitingchuan's eyes were like lightning, and his figure flashed. Everyone couldn't see his afterimage clearly. He was already standing in front of Zuo Xiu.
"Your Excellency, you have lost the style of a master, and you are not worthy of the respect of a warrior!"
Beitingchuan said, with a look of slight eyes and a masterful demeanor.
Zuo Xiu said lightly: "I don't need to be respected by the dead!"
Beitingchuan's eyes suddenly became cold. He held the hilt in his hand and drew his sword suddenly.
"Clang!"
He drew his sword, as if it was slow and fast!
A snow-white sword light came out of the sky.
A French sycamore a hundred meters away was cut in half.
The senior leaders of the entire Amaterasu Consortium felt that the sword was so powerful that it was shocking.
Many people immediately exclaimed: "Master Beitingchuan is worthy of being the successor of Beichen Yidaoliu in my empire! In addition to the sword emperor Tokugawa Yasukuni, he is the top-notch strong man in swordsmanship!"
"I feel relieved if Master Beitingchuan takes action!"
Sumitomo Susaka Saburo nodded, confidently. His eyes fell on Concubine Wen Ren behind Zuo Xiu, and his eyes suddenly condensed and showed an evil smile.
This charming woman is simply a beauty who comes to her home.
"Boy, show your weapons!"
Beitingchuan stood with a knife, and his strong aura swept everywhere, like a tiger ready to pounce on his prey at any time.
Zuo Xiu stood still and said expressionlessly: "You are not qualified to let me use weapons."
"Baga!"
Beitingchuan was immediately furious!
His sword moved with the people, and the strong wind suddenly blew, and a long sword slashed straight.
This is the most famous "Beichen slashes with one sword!"
Click!
When he swung this sword, the sword's aura spread across the sky and countless thunders exploded faintly.
The sword energy contained violent power, which swept up a shocking hurricane and slashed towards Zuo Xiu in unison!
"good!"
The senior officials cheered in unison, thinking that Zuo Xiu would die!
Zuo Xiu did not move at all. After Beitingchuan and his man and his knife cut half a meter above his head, he punched him with a sudden punch!
His white fist, just five million kilograms of divine power condensed from his body, suddenly penetrated through the void and instantly hit Beitingchuan's knife!
"not good!"
Beitingchuan, who was originally sure to win, changed his face after seeing this punch!
He didn't expect that Zuo Xiu could punch such a shocking punch with just one random punch. The destructive power, even his master Tokugawa Yasukuni, might not be able to reach this level.