Genji Heavy Industry.

The iron-gray glass curtain wall is like a huge tent, hiding the skyscraper in the dark night.

Even when the sun is very good, standing at the bottom of this building and looking up, you can only see a huge dark building standing at the end of the long road, with clouds floating in the middle of the building, like a giant monument connecting the sky.

Now the dark clouds are drooping and heavy rain is pouring.

If someone stands outside the curtain walls of these buildings and looks in, he will see with horror and horror that there are chilling fierce battles on the offices on each floor of the building.

The gang members in uniforms looked cold, angry, or ferocious. They held various guns and weapons and fought fiercely at the monsters that were rushing towards them.

These monsters are covered with iron-green scales, with snake tails, and claws like knives, making sharp cry like babies.

But they are not as cute as babies. Their faces look like dolls that are barely pieced together. Some even show strange smiles, but the ferocity and murderous intent flowing in the pair of blazing golden pupils are consistent.

It was a ray of extreme desire, extreme greed, and extreme bloodthirsty light.

It was like a dead ghost who had been hungry for countless years crawling out of hell, and was about to swallow all the life-rich things.

They seem to be human figures, but when these monsters see the same members of the human gangster, they seem to see plump bread, and even the crying sounds sharper, exuding an extremely excited smell.

The members of the Eighth Snake Family showed extremely fierce and bravery. They fought with the hideous and violent monsters. The pupils of both sides were filled with dazzling golden light, and the light was full of explosive murderous intent. None of the sides chose to retreat, and they would not stop until one side died completely.

However, the combat power of these monsters is too terrifying. It often requires several gang members to withstand the attack of a monster with a human body and a snake tail. However, once the opponent takes advantage of the loopholes in the defense circle, the monster with a human body and a snake tail will even tear and swallow the humans in his hands while attacking by hot weapons.

By the time the monster was truly destroyed, the scene was already full of limbs and broken arms that had been eaten, and intestines and internal organs splattered on the glass walls of the hall, forming a fierce and bloody painting.

This scene was extremely tragic in the offices on every floor of Genji Heavy Industry.

The ferocious bloodthirsty roar, the violent shooting of guns, and the tragic roar and scream, these sounds combined, and the bloody and cruel killing scenes, were like hell coming.

Genji Heavy Industry, the 30th floor, Xingshen Temple.

The battle here is even more violent at this moment. These dragon-shaped deadpools with huge membrane wings behind them are much stronger than those snake-shaped deadpools.

Those snake-shaped deadpools are still very afraid of alchemy bullets, because each bullet hits the key point and can cause a certain degree of damage.

But when these alchemy bullets hit the dragon-shaped Deadpool, they could only splash out pieces of Mars.

The heavy rain was swept by the strong wind, and a heavy rain broke out in the entire shrine.

The monk Jushimasatsu stood in the wind and rain, holding a long sword in his hand, but at this moment the sword was covered with cracks and his old face was full of wry smiles.

This knife was built not long ago in the sword house in the forest. Over the years, he has created such a decent battle knife, but he never thought that before he could really kill the evil ghost, he was about to break into pieces.

What's even more ironic is that even though he raised his sword to fight with the Dragon-shaped Deadpool, he not only did not seriously damage the Deadpool, but also almost slapped his head with one claw.

If it weren't for the Fengmo Kotaro holding up the Tai Chi round table to protect him in time, he would definitely be in danger now.

Click—

A blade broke off from the cracked sword, falling on the ground, turning into countless fine pieces of knife chips.

Will it be broken after all?

Jushimasa Sect was a little lost, as if he had not noticed a dragon-shaped deadpool cat slowly approaching. The enchanting long tail behind him, like a giant python stretched gracefully, trying to pierce the old man's heart in one fell swoop, then lifted it up and licked the blood dripping from the other party's wound bit by bit.

Although Shinosaki Masato Sect is old, he has always been strong in his body like a young man and has extremely good combat power. If it were usual, he would definitely notice the dragon-shaped deadpool walking beside him.

But since the sword he made himself shattered, it seemed that even the belief that he had always adhered to in his heart had shattered.

The dragon-shaped deadpool came close to her, grinding her teeth and sucking blood. The long tail behind her was like a poisonous snake culling her prey from the grass. The tip of the tail made a hissing sound like a rattlesnake, piercing towards the old man's beating and undulating heart.

Chih--

But just as soon as it was about to penetrate, a blue sword light flashed by.

The charming and ferocious long tail was instantly cut off by the sword light.

Even the fierce-looking dragon-shaped Deadpool himself was confused. He had never expected that the attack he was bound to not only did not penetrate the prey, but even his tail was cut off.

roar--

He let out a cruel roar.

He wants to see which humble thing dares to attack him.

Just as the dragon-shaped deadpool looked sideways, the thunderous spirit surged past his neck like a tide.

The huge and ferocious body of the Dragon-shaped Deadpool suddenly solidified.

A strong wind swept by the wind and rain. The dragon-shaped deadpool's hideous golden eyes turned slightly for half a circle, and then his head flew away from his neck.

Nearly black blood swelled out of the neck like a fountain, blending with the surrounding rain, making a hissing sound.

It seemed like a rain of sulfuric acid was falling in the sky.

The headless dragon-shaped deadpool body slowly slipped and finally fell from the outside of the shrine, revealing the space where the hell stood behind him.

The young man wearing a long black windbreaker was holding an ancient knife in his hand, panting.

The attack that just broke out, he tried to kill the final blow, which consumed too much of his own strength.

"Zhisheng!"

Only then did Jushimasato wake up suddenly.

"Dad!"

Yuan Zhisheng flashed, back to back with the old man, looking around with vigilant eyes, ready to give the Deadpools who were about to slap them.

"Zhisheng, am I too naive?"

Masato Yoshinori smiled bitterly.

Yuan Zhisheng was slightly stunned. This was the first time he had heard the old man say such lonely words.

"Dad, are you scared?"

"Afraid?"

"This fear is not about death, but even if you die, the sad fortunes of the Eight Clans of the Snake Qi will not change. We will never defeat the fierce ghosts, and will eventually be swallowed by the other party. Our tribe members will be killed and bewitched, and the team of fierce ghosts will grow stronger and stronger. In the end, the fierce ghosts will launch a crazier desire to destroy Japan and even the whole world. In the end, all things will decay."

Yuan Zhisheng turned his back to the old man. Although he could not see his expression, he could feel the determination and coldness of his eyes just based on his tone.

These words seemed like nails, nailed in the heart of the Seizure Masato.

"Yes, Zhisheng, you are right. Death is not terrible to me, but if death still cannot stop the decay of all things, it really makes people die with their eyes."

Jushi Masato chuckled lightly, his smile was extremely bitter.

"But dad, have you forgotten? You have led the once declining Hachiya to a top position that can rule the entire Japanese underworld." Yuan Zhisheng looked up at the gloomy sky.

"Dad, I will never forget the majesty and determination you faced those underworld forces, as if you were not the chief of the declining family, nor did you take the order in the face of danger, but you should become the chief of the great master who can command the Bajia of the Snake Qi and the Japanese underworld.

It’s that kind of demeanor that makes people impressed? When you were sent by some gangs to assassinate you, no matter how serious the injury was, you would still appear in front of the other side calmly the next day. At that time, I thought to myself that you are such a guy who wants to save face. It was not until many years later that I realized, Dad, you are very stubborn in your bones. You are obviously very old, but your stubborn soul is still burning. You are a stubborn middle school senior."

"Hahaha..." Jushimasato laughed, his voice from the beginning to the end almost crazy, which attracted the attention of the heads of the family.

"Zhisheng, thank you. It was you who made me realize myself. If I showed timidity from the beginning of this war, then the next war would inevitably be defeated. By then, I will be the real sinner of the Eight Snake Family!"

The old and turbid gaze of the Okinawa Masatsu-sect burst out with a blazing light like a torch.

"Then start by cutting off the minions of these fierce ghosts."

Yuan Zhisheng exploded first, and shouted suddenly with a loud look.

The dragon-shaped deadpools around them couldn't help but slaughtered them again.

Yuan Zhisheng's long windbreaker swung backwards, and the sword momentum changed again.

Heart-shaped knife flow. Four and eight phases!

With a sudden kick, the granite floor suddenly cracked on the soles of his feet. With the huge impact force, Yuan Zhisheng turned into a howling arrow. He held the long sword in his hand tightly in front of him. It seemed to be a defensive action, but in fact there were four attack directions that could burst out at the same time. This is the so-called four-way.

The eight phases are eight extremely terrifying illusions such as Red Flame, Rakshasa, Shura and Netherworld.

When beginners learn this move, they need to fantasize about the eight most terrifying scenes in turn.

For example, when you fantasize about the appearance of red flame, you will feel a red soldering iron pressing against your back, and you can even feel the severe pain like burning nerves.

For example, when you are in the Rakshasa hell, you will fantasize that all kinds of hideous evil ghosts appear beside you, and then rush towards you in an extremely fierce manner. That is a real terror, and you will even fantasize about what you are most afraid of in your daily life.

Beginners in it must be able to withstand the various tests of these eight illusions.

In fact, this is a method of refining the mind. After the test of these eight kinds of disasters, it will eventually be tempered to be extremely powerful. Even if the sharp knife tip is about to be inserted into your eyes, it will not take a step back, and you will not even blink your eyes.

Only in this way can you control this fierce sword.

With a knife slashed out, awesome murderous aura gathered on the blade. It didn't matter even if the knife-holder rushed into the stove. Even if his feet were covered with poisonous snakes, he would step on it without hesitation.

This is also Gu Liu's murderous sword. Once this sword is cut out, you must have the belief of abandoning all enlightenment.

The battle is getting more and more intense.

The heads of the family began to suffer injuries.

The Tai Chi round table in Fengmo Kotaro's hand could not be supported and exploded, but the old man who inherited the name of the God of Ninja was not a false reputation.

The bursting fragments of the round table roared and flew in his hands, shooting towards the Deadpools like raining pear blossoms.

The material of the round table is also special. It is whistling out at this moment and its power is great. With the assistance of the Fengmo Xiaoyue, he was not at a disadvantage for a while.

Shio Miyamoto seemed extremely embarrassed. After all, he was an expert similar to a civilian category, and his talent in combat was slightly better than ordinary people.
To be continued...