The white-haired man waved, and a man in black who looked like a stick jumped out. The guy looked at Xiong's body with disdain, kicked him aside, and signaled Qiao Meng to continue fighting with him.
Qiao Meng was not satisfied, so when he saw someone coming out again, he smiled slightly and walked forward.
Ren Xiaoyao beside him felt something was wrong: Is that white-haired man an idiot? He knew clearly that the men in black under him were no match for Xu Wenbin and Qiao Meng, so why did he send them out one after another to die?
Or maybe he thinks that the Japanese think there are too many people and wants Xu Wenbin and the others to help solve some problems? Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Ren Xiaoyao thought of a possibility: This is a delaying tactic!
The white-haired man deliberately let his men die one by one in order to delay time. It is likely that they are coming with a large number of men, or they are setting up an array!
Thinking of this, Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but be shocked. If the Japs set up a formation, he might be fine, but Xu Wenbin and the three women would be in danger.
For safety reasons, Ren Xiaoyao closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense to detect the surrounding environment.
With the improvement of his strength, Ren Xiaoyao's spiritual sense is also different from what it used to be. In the past, he could barely detect a radius of a hundred miles, and the effect was not very satisfactory.
But things are different now. The spiritual sense is like drizzle pouring over the ground, covering a hundred miles in an instant. In fact, the range can be larger. If Ren Xiaoyao activates it with all his strength, it can cover a thousand miles.
Of course, the current situation does not need to be this way.
With the extension of the huge spiritual sense, any slight movement within a hundred miles enters Ren Xiaoyao's mind without reservation. Ren Xiaoyao filters out the useless junk information, and the rest is naturally the target.
There were fifteen hundred people gathered around the Yasukuni Shrine, whose strength was not weaker than the men in black in front of them. There was also a guy who was dozens of times stronger than the men in black.
These people were randomly scattered around the Yasukuni Shrine, some standing on the ground, some flying in the air, and even cats in the trees.
Ren Xiaoyao thought for a while, but still couldn't figure out what these people wanted to do. It didn't look like they were setting up a battle. Could it be that they were just surrounding them to prevent them from escaping?
While Ren Xiaoyao was thinking wildly, Qiao Meng got rid of the hemp pole again.
"Everyone, shall we continue?" Ren Xiaoyao asked with a smile.
He had decided to make a quick decision, quickly clean up the garbage in front of him, and then return home.
I don't care about the 1,500 people outside. It's not that easy to kill them anyway, and I don't know what they want to do. Well, it's better to be careful. Only by being careful can you sail the ten thousand year ship!
The white-haired man said a few words with a gloomy expression, then his eyes widened, he grasped the long knife floating beside him, and made a downward slashing motion.
Suddenly, the man in black behind him pounced on Ren Xiaoyao and the other five.
"Damn! Another gang fight! ... But I like it!" Xu Wenbin shouted when he saw this, and he waved his shadowless gun and faced him.
The man in black who was at the front had just drawn out his knife. Xu Wenbin's shadowless gun had already slashed his neck. The huge force swept his head away more than ten meters and hit a large tree surrounding it.
The note rolled to one side.
Xu Wenbin shook his shadowless gun proudly and started killing other men in black.
Qin Yan, Qiao Meng and Ren Yu were cautious.
With his skill at 100%, he wielded his sword and shuttled between the men in black to avoid being attacked by more than three enemies at the same time.
The ghostly movements of the three women made the men in black suffer a lot. They could barely touch the sides of the three women, and their seemingly powerful attacks basically failed every time.
Occasionally, I could get hit once, but it was just a scratch on the corner of my clothes, and it couldn't cause any harm at all.
And the poor people in black would have a hand, a leg, an ear chopped off by the three women from time to time... In short, parts were flying everywhere, and blood was spilled everywhere.
Seeing such a desperate attack by the men in black, Ren Xiaoyao's heart that had just calmed down became uneasy again. He always felt that things would not be that simple. The shrewd devils must have some conspiracy, but what exactly was the conspiracy?...
Forget it, don't even think about it.
No matter what the conspiracy is, as long as the enemy is completely eliminated physically, no matter how big the conspiracy is, it is nothing more than a joke.
Don't think about things that you can't figure out. This is a good habit that Ren Xiaoyao has gradually developed. When the boat reaches the bridge, it will be straight. If something happens, just let it happen. After it happens, just solve it. It's not a big deal.
Of course, you must have strong strength as the backing to be qualified to say such things. If you still say this without strength, it would be cute and stupid.
Ren Xiaoyao naturally has this strength.
The men in black seemed to know how powerful Ren Xiaoyao was, so they avoided him and attacked Xu Wenbin and the three women directly.
The boss? Of course there is a boss competing with him, so it’s better for the little soldiers not to get involved.
The white-haired man was holding a knife with both hands and chanting some weird spells in his mouth. As the speed of chanting the spells increased, a large amount of thick black mist suddenly poured out from the inconspicuous long knife.
The black mist passed through the white-haired man's hand holding the knife and reached him, completely wrapping him up. Then bursts of low roars came from the black mist, accompanied by flashes of electricity from time to time. The sound was truly terrifying.
"Strange creature." Ren Xiaoyao muttered.
The aura exuded by the white-haired man at this moment is exactly the same as the aura of Taro Matsui after his transformation. The weird aura, maybe it can be said that it is the aura of a beast after special mutation...?
The black fog dissipated, and the white-haired man completed his transformation. His body shape was similar to the old Montenegro monster in the movie, except that there was an extra white horn on his forehead. His face had not changed much, and he could still be recognized as the same person just now.
white haired man.
The long knife was completely deformed. The blade was nearly a foot shorter. The originally nearly four-foot-long blade was now less than three feet. The back of the knife was a little thicker. The blade was pitch black, and there was a faint trace of black air floating out. The most exaggerated thing was
The gauntlet is clearly a devil's head, with long fangs and blood-red eyes, ferocious and terrifying, and the blade protrudes from the wide mouth of the beast's head.
Ren Xiaoyao took a closer look and suddenly found two Chinese characters engraved on the blade: Broken Dream!
"This is the legendary Japanese magic sword that cuts dreams?" Ren Xiaoyao was a little confused, "Why is it called the magic sword?"
Without allowing Ren Xiaoyao to think about it, the white-haired man had already slashed out with his sword. The black sword energy was mixed with bursts of howling ghosts and wolves, and the sword came out. In an instant, it crossed a distance of more than 20 meters and was about to hit Ren Xiaoyao.
On the body.
"Ugh... there is still a little bit of demonic energy." Ren Xiaoyao flicked out his finger, shattering the sword energy, and muttered, "Are these devils really related to the devil?"