The fall of Seiichiro Tianfeng means that the dignity of Xindangliu is ruined.
Previously, the new Liu Jian Saint Tianfeng Shishilang was deposed by Ye Hao.
Now the new war ghost is easily defeated, and life and death are uncertain.
No matter how you look at it, Ye Hao wants to cut off the new roots!
So at this moment, the angry Xindangliu children looked at each other, and at this moment they all roared, and pulled out the island sword at their waists and rushed to the stage regardless of the situation.
They obviously wanted to use the anger in their hearts to attack and kill Ye Hao.
"The Joker..."
Ye Hao looked indifferent and took a step forward the next moment.
"Click--"
With Ye Hao's movements, he saw the blue bricks on the ground turning into fragments and shot out directly in all directions.
Every fragment is like a meteor or a flying knife.
"Uh--"
A shrill scream continued to be heard, but in an instant, a large group of new masters who rushed forward all fell back to their original position.
However, at this moment, some of these people covered their wrists and some covered their knees.
Although he has not lost his life, he has lost his combat effectiveness.
"It's not possible to fight alone."
"You can't beat you up in groups."
Ye Hao took out a tissue and wiped the ghost cut blade in his hand, while speaking indifferently.
"Since you want to fight together, you have to do everything you can and use all means."
"Or, is this your new Dangliu going all out?"
"If this is the case, I can only admit that your new deception is really useless."
"The six major schools of island countries? Heh..."
Ye Hao chuckled, not much sarcasm on his face, but the contempt and contempt inside and outside were like an invisible slap, slapping the islanders present gritted their teeth, wishing to swallow Ye Hao alive.
"Baga!"
"A native of Daxia with the surname Ye."
"Do you really think you can beat our island country?"
At this time, a man with a mustache and wearing an Onmyoji robe from the island country walked up to the platform with a sneer.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
When he saw him appear, many people from the island were in a state of gasping for a cold air.
"It's him!"
"Takuhi Yamamoto of the Mimon family of Shimokuki!"
"This is one of the young masters of the Wuyu family!"
"I didn't expect that he couldn't help it."
"Martial arts, in my eyes, are just minor paths."
Takumi Yamamoto sneered.
"In front of a real strong man, your ability is not enough to see at all!"
"Today, I want you to know that there are people outside of people and there is heaven beyond the sky!"
"The island nation cannot be humiliated!"
While speaking, Takumi Yamamoto pinched the prints with both hands and then spread her sleeves.
As he moved, countless paper cranes flew out of his wide sleeves.
These paper cranes flapped their wings in the air like living creatures and wandered around.
"Today, I'll let you see the Yin-Yang Technique of the Island Country!"
"Chanru Illusion!"
When he said this, a faint light appeared in Takumi Yamamoto's eyes, and the paper cranes began to flash constantly.
Where the entire platform was located suddenly became distorted in Ye Hao's perception, and all the scenery around him also became far and near.
At this moment, Takukai Yamamoto was slowly floating in the air like a god in the island country. His hands spread out, and a big sun rising from Ye Ye appeared behind him...