Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly came to an idea.
"Thank you 'Holy Cult' for your cooperation with us. Now that you have tricked these Japanese team pigs into coming here, you don't have to perform so hard. Killing the pigs is the real thing now!" Ren Xiaoyao said and let the monk go.
The other two Japanese team members specifically attacked.
When Ren Xiaoyao said this, the two people who came to India to discuss cooperation matters on the orders of Kuki Masaru suddenly moved away from their allies, and at the same time there was doubt in their eyes.
"Mr. Santo Tuhara, don't listen to him. We are still friends. We didn't lie to you at all!" The monk and an Asan hurriedly explained to the two little devils.
When the two Japanese ninjas saw that Ren Xiaoyao did not attack them at all, they were furious and said, "You guys, Asan, deceived our Renaissance Association back then. Isn't this how Mr. Tanaka was deceived?"
"Yes, you have figured it out now, but it's too late." Ren Xiaoyao said quietly from the side.
"You despicable Chinese! Go to hell!" Tuyuan Sanduo waved his hand, and there was a Japanese sword in his hand, and he slashed at Ren Xiaoyao as he spoke.
Ren Xiaoyao dodged with a shudder, and occasionally used one hand to punch the opponent.
The monk rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao in a blink of an eye, using his hands and feet to make frequent killing moves, forcing Ren Xiaoyao into a dangerous situation for a while.
Ren Xiaoyao was thinking in his heart about how to further intensify the conflict between the Indians and the Japanese.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he had an idea. When Tuyuan Sanduo slashed with his sword, he did not hide, but had a head-on confrontation with another Indian. The Indian was killed by Ren Xiaoyao.
The head-to-head fighting style shocked my internal organs at that time.
Ren Xiaoyao took advantage of his internal injury and was unable to move. He grabbed the opponent's hands suddenly, moved them in front of him, and shouted to Tuhara Sanduo who was slashing with his sword: "Quick, I've already beaten this Indian Asan."
I caught them for you, quickly kill these bastards who betrayed the agreement."
At this time, Tuyuan Sanduo's sword power has been exhausted, and it is too late to take the sword back. What's more, after Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, he used his kung fu to send out a suction force, and the sword struck Indian Asan very fast.
Three points.
There was only a "poof" sound, and then blood burst out in the pitiful screams. The Indian Asan's arms were cut off at elbow level by Dohara Santo's Japanese sword!
"You little devil, you don't distinguish between friends and foes, and you treat us Indians like this. It seems I can't let you go!" The monk immediately gave up attacking Ren Xiaoyao and instead stepped forward and raised his hand to touch the Ah who had his arms cut off.
Three digits.
Tuyuan Sanduo didn't expect that he would cut off the man's arms with one strike. He was stunned for a moment, but he shouted: "It's not me..."
"You Japanese people really don't even dare to tell lies. It was obviously you who cut it off, and so many people saw it, but you are still making excuses. It's not a good thing at first glance!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted at the side.
"You, you... I'm going to kill you!" Tuyuan Sanduo roared in anger and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao with a knife.
"Punch if you can't talk, and take action if you can't get it right. This is the usual style of the Japanese, and I've been taught it for a long time!" After Ren Xiaoyao said this, he raised his hand and punched him.
Using Ren Xiaoyao to deal with Tuyuan Sanduo, he could be defeated with just a few moves. However, considering his next plan, Ren Xiaoyao did not kill him. Tuyuan Sanduo slashed several times with knives, but it did not work. He knew that he was stronger than the opponent.
There was too much difference, he yelled, and another ninja who had been observing the enemy's raiding formation came over.
"It seems that we are in danger today. I will fight to the death to help you rush out later. You can find a way to convey the attitude of the Indians back to the domestic Takeda cabinet!" Dohara Santo said to the ninja in Japanese.
The man shook his head first, then nodded.
"Junior, suffer death!" Santo Tuhara took out a paper charm from his arms and shook it in the wind, lighting it up, and then a bear-like shikigami appeared with powerful murderous intent.
When Ren Xiaoyao saw the other party releasing the shikigami, he knew that the other party must be trying to fight him desperately and let the other person escape.
Seeing that his conspiracy had succeeded, Ren Xiaoyao was secretly happy. He shouted loudly and called out "Zhuo Shi" to join Na Shigami and Tuyuan Sando.
After the Indian monk stopped the bleeding of Ah San, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he joined the battle group with a roar. The difference was that this time he did not attack Ren Xiaoyao, but attacked Ren Xiaoyao, who had cut off his companion's arm.
The attack of Dohara Sando.
With the addition of the Indian monk, Ren Xiaoyao immediately felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. He allocated most of his skills to deal with the shikigami, while Tuhara Santo was almost completely handed over to the monk.
After another ninja slashed Ren Xiaoyao several times, he jumped out and fled away.
Just as Ren Xiaoyao was about to stand up and pursue him, the shikigami pounced towards him. Ren Xiaoyao had intended to let go and had no intention of pursuing him. This time it was even better. He roared and waved Zhuoshi and fought with the shikigami again.
Ren Xiaoyao estimated the time and found that the Japanese ninja should have fled far away. He quickly increased the intensity of his attack. Taking advantage of the gap caught by the shikigami, Ren Xiaoyao released a powerful force, and the murderous and destructive aura immediately hit him.
Remove that shikigami cover.
At the same time, Ren Xiaoyao released the Samadhi True Fire in his body, burning the shikigami before he had time to react.
With a "boom" sound, Shikigami's body was covered in flames.
"Roar!" The Chinese god screamed in pain and fell down. Finally, he turned into a piece of paper and caught fire.
As the shikigami fell, Tuhara Sando's body shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The power of his attack immediately weakened.
How could the Indian monk miss such a good opportunity? With a sway of his body, he struck out with a palm, carrying the mysterious power of powerful Indian yoga techniques, and hit Tuhara Santo's chest firmly.
Reluctantly, Tuhara Sando's body was knocked out. After vomiting a burst of blood, he kicked his legs and fell to the ground motionless.
Ren Xiaoyao saw that Tuyuan Sanduo was already dead, and his body disappeared in a flash.
Where did Ren Xiaoyao go? It turned out that in order not to conflict with the Indian, he left at the right time. After leaving, he stayed in a third-rate hotel in Mumbai for one night.
Of course, that night he had another intimate encounter with Du Xianxian, who was completely lost in Ren Xiaoyao's madness.
"Sir, thank you for saving Xiaolong. Xianxian really doesn't know how to thank you." When everything calmed down, Du Xianxian snuggled into Ren Xiaoyao's arms and said quietly.
"Then be my woman, I won't treat you badly, even though I have many women." Ren Xiaoyao said and hugged Du Xianxian tightly.