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Chapter 9 The Fierce God of Hokkaido

Yang Jie's small move was something that no one could have expected. The moment Qinghe Yichuan got up, he had already completed everything quietly and jumped out of the ring.

Qinghe Yichuan was simply crazy, but the saying of Dehun was too vague, and it was difficult to tell whether it was true or false. Instead, he suddenly attacked, which caused a collective rebound from everyone. The Sanjue Zhenren, Long Sanpao, Niu Laogen and the leaders of several major sects all stood up one after another, as if he dared to act rashly, he would immediately go up and fight.

This attitude made Qinghe Yichuan hesitate for a moment. He felt the deep murderous aura and chose to give up. However, he stood up and said to Yang Jie: "It's good that way, let me learn your methods!"

It is naturally an extremely glorious thing to be able to force Kiyoshi Ikawa to end in person. However, thinking of the cruelty and cunning of Sakamoto Ryuji and Matsuzaki Ryuichiro, as well as Kiyoshi Ikawa's achievements that made Japanese colleagues awe, he knew that he was not someone to mess with. Yang Jie came on stage this time because there was a fault in Matsuzaki Ryuichiro, and he just went there as soon as he responded to my order. He was not a man without any brains, so he naturally knew how to advance and retreat. He shook his head calmly and said, "Master Kiyoshi is very powerful, so naturally it is not something we can compare with. I think I am defeated and dare not fight."

He bowed his hand, but instead of taking the challenge from Qinghe Yichuan, he got up and walked towards the audience.

His refusal left Kiyoshi Ikawa's anger full of nowhere to vent, and he froze on the spot. He had to know that the guy who killed his proud disciple with one move. He should have enough pride. No matter whether he wins or loses, he should fight with him and be willing to go back to his mind. Who knew that Yang Jie was not a head-on fight at all. The reason why he could defeat Matsuzaki Ryuichiro was nothing more than surprise. And the opponent was too careless in winning several consecutive games, so he was able to find another way and win.

He didn't even report his own name and didn't even show his face. How could he care about so much face?

Ikawa Kiyoshi punched the cotton and suddenly felt a little hurt. It was hard to retreat at this moment. After all, there was no more powerful master on Matsuzaki Raichiro, so he stepped on the strange samurai step and looked around and said loudly: "Ikawa Kiyoshi is here to challenge the Chinese heroes. Who dares to fight with me? Please stand up and give me advice."

Before today, most people actually had no malice towards this well-known Japanese. However, with several people dying on the ring and several people seriously injured and disabled, everyone already knew that this guy was not here to make friends with martial arts, but to declare his force and show off his power. Naturally, everyone could not tolerate such a guy who showed off his power. Whether it was Ryuji Sakamoto or Ryuichiro Matsuzaki, they were just his pawns. The ultimate culprit also has to be said to be the number one master in Hokkaido, Japan.

Ryuji Sakamoto escaped, and Matsuzaki Raichiro was pierced through the carotid artery with one move by the mysterious faceless man, and Kiyogawa Ikawa jumped out again. Who can defeat him?

Everyone was full of doubts, and at this moment, someone had to stand up.

Niu Laogen from Luomantun.

In the end, this incident was caused by their little medicine box. Now, the little medicine box is able to survive under the protection of the mysterious black eagle and Sanjue Zhenren. This is a good thing, but he knew that many people have reached the end of their lives today. In any case, the family members of the deceased and the masters all have anger in their hearts. Part of this anger comes from the murderer Qinghe Yichuan, while the other part should be counted on Luo Mantun.

This is the human nature. As the leader of Luomantun, Niu Laogen knew that if he became a turtle with his head, he would be afraid that Luomantun would be able to raise his head on the Northeast Road from today and would be difficult to survive.

In the world, face is more important than anything else, so after a few seconds of silence, Niu Laogen had to stand up as the first challenger.

The two signed a life-and-death case and stood on the plum blossom stake to confront each other.

It seemed that I had said a few words, but at this time I was paying attention to Yang Jie's situation. After leaving the ring, this kid did not walk towards me, but sat down at another place in the ring. There was originally a person there, but because his disciple was defeated and killed, he left in a hurry. After coping with the enthusiasm of the audience around him, he took advantage of everyone's attention to change his position and changed his clothes. With the help of the crowd, he changed his clothes. Then the shadow mask also condensed the face of an ordinary person and integrated into the crowd.

It was as if a grain of sand fell on the beach, and no one noticed this anymore.

I just withdrew my gaze, but I felt the changes in the plum blossom stake. When I looked up, I saw that Niu Laogen, who had become a master of the sect, seemed extremely dangerous at the moment when I fought.

Qinghe Yichuan's sword was slower and slower than his two apprentices.

However, when he slashed his sword, the boundless blood prison was everywhere, and the Qi field suddenly became chaotic, as if it was a storm and storm, making those in it feel no sense of stability, and they may fall down to the plum blossom stake at any time. However, as soon as he fell down the stake, he could predict that in the air, Qinghe Yichuan could gnaw the old root of the cow like a cheetah rushing to the point of not even leaving his bones.

This is Kiyoha Ikawa, a butcher who killed Japan so much that he was bloody. Don’t look at him as gentle as he is now, but with the use of a long sword, he becomes extremely terrifying.

The kind of disciple you have, the kind of master you have.

Niu Laogen, with a white beard, was holding a mace full of runes. The stick was shorter than an ordinary long weapon, only two-thirds longer. The front part of the stick was full of barbs. It can be seen that this thing is also a magic weapon. Each sharp thorn seems irregular, but it is as sharp as a knife. Logically speaking, such a heavy weapon should have a certain advantage over Shangqinghe Yichuan's sword. Moreover, Niu Laogen's cultivation is also a shaman. He can lead the spirit into his body and make himself extremely powerful. In terms of charging into the formation, it is absolutely sharp.

However, according to the tradition of the Chinese people, Qinghe Yichuan made such a plum blossom stake, which was a huge restriction on this kind of power-type practitioner, so that Niu Laogen could not do whatever he wanted with a brute force.

The field seemed particularly fierce for a moment. Niu Laogen smashed the protruding plum blossom stake in the middle with a mace. The huge impact made him seem to be not coming to the ring to fight, but from a demolition team.

Just after a dazzled battle, I saw Qinghe Yichuan's entire Qi field turn bloody, then rise into the air, stepping on the broken wood chips all over the sky.

He raised his hand, slashed his sword calmly at Niu Laogen.

The sword light is like a full moon.

Seeing this move, not only me, but everyone present could feel that this master of Mirror Xinliu from Japan was like a bright moon in the sky. The sword he cut down was like the power of the tide and the power of heaven and earth.

This move requires killing many people's heads before they can be practiced?

Niu Laogen held up the mace in his hand to resist it, but the stick broke and fell to the stake. The knife continued to stop, and the plum blossom stake was cut off and fell towards Niu Laogen on the ground.

Although Niu Laogen, who was hit hard, completely failed the exam, he was a master of his generation, and he still had some room for escape. At that moment, he did not hesitate at all. He lightly pointed his toes, but ran away from the field. Moreover, the direction he escaped was Sanjue Zhenren.

boom!

Qinghe Yichuan cut a deep pit about two meters long when Niu Laogen landed just now. The soil splashed, while Niu Laogen escaped from the field and raised his hand helplessly to indicate that he had lost.

Faced with such a result, Qinghe Yichuan did not chase him out like a mad dog, but maintained his identity as a grandmaster and returned to the plum blossom stake, waiting for the next opponent.

Who is the next one?

The Northeast is not big, so that all the fellows in the world can figure out the comparison between Niu Laogen and his own strength. After thinking about it, he found that Niu Laogen, who is dominating the Great Xing'an Mountains, was so embarrassed that he would not have any benefits when he went up. After all, there was only one person who could suppress the arrogance of this little Japanese.

The top ten in the world, the three most outstanding real people.

Everyone's eyes became particularly hot. Before coming, countless people fantasized about making a name for themselves and making a name for themselves on the ring. However, these ideas were pierced by the bloody life and death battle, just like an illusory soap bubble. Apart from the mysterious faceless man, there were not many real winners. At this moment, they could only rely on Sanjue Real Person to help everyone support their face.

Will the real person come on?

Amid the expectations of countless people, Sanjue Zhenren finally stood up and said loudly: "Master Qinghe, let me meet you for a while!"

Sanjue Zhenren was covered in white beards, with a bright and stunning face, wearing a wide gray Taoist robe, holding a silver silk whisk in his hand, and stepping on green cloth shoes. His eyes were like a deep starry sky, looking like a Taoist true cultivator. At this moment, he rose into the air and instantly arrived on the plum blossom stake. Looking at the fierce man not far in front of him, he shook the whisk, like an immortal exiled to the mortal world.
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