892: C892 Slaughterer

C892 Slaughterer

The one who called was Heng Yuyu's son. Since Liu Xuan could recognize his voice, it could be considered that he had met him a few times before.

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I have urgent matters to attend to right now." Liu Xuan was driving with an impatient voice.

"Mr. Liu my dad was captured by some unknown Japanese Ninja, you have to help me. My dad is so old, what if something happens to him?" Heng Yuyu's son cried.

"Tell me in detail. Right, could it be that it's because your wife from Japanese Ninja lured those ninjas over here?" After thinking about it, Liu Xuan asked directly.

"That's not Mr. Liu. Without Yu Jun protecting my father, she was directly killed by those Japanese Ninja …" Heng Yuyu's son said in a sobbing tone, as if he had experienced a great sorrow.

"I didn't expect her to be such a love seed." Liu Xuan said without emotion, but in his heart, he had a strange feeling. It was possible that he had given the Yujun Murakami a chance to prove her love.

"Alright, I might know which ninjas will capture your father and do something. If your father is lucky, I will save him. If not, then I will have to apologize."

When he spoke, his voice was so cold that there was not a trace of emotion in it.

's words were heard from the other side: "Mr. Liu has your words, I have a last presumptuous request."

Liu Xuan glanced at the increasingly desolate mountain ahead, "Just say it directly, I'm very busy right now."

"I hope that Mr. Liu can teach me a move and a half. I want Yu Jun and my father to take revenge!"

"Those Japanese Ninja have come to our Heng Family time and time again. If there comes a day when I want to kill my way back, it's to prove that I'm not a trash that even my wife and father can't protect!"

Hearing the fierce words, Liu Xuan immediately said: "I'm sorry, I will not easily accept disciples, and you do not have the qualifications to be my disciple."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll give you a suggestion. Your family's treasure is a cultivation method. If you have enough perception, you can try it. Of course, I can't guarantee success. Everything is up to you."

"I understand, thank you Mr. Liu for your guidance." Heng Yuyu's son did not blame Liu Xuan, but instead nodded and said to him seriously.

Hanging up the phone, Liu Xuan's car had already reached the foot of the mountain of the Cursed Paradise.

He could only mourn in silence for them. It was not that the savior was unable to save everyone in the world, if the Japanese Ninja who caught Heng Yuyu was really here for the inheritance of the Ancient Ranker, he would definitely be able to save Heng Yuyu.

He parked the car to the side, looked up at the still pitch black sky, and then disappeared into the forest.

"..."

"..."

"What do you want? This is our Refreshing Temple territory, if you dare to cross another step, according to the ancestor's orders, we can directly kill you! "

In the huge Barrier that was made up of spirit energy, more than a hundred warriors confronted each other, making the already tense atmosphere even more tense.

"Hehe, do you think that the dozens of Grandmaster Realm warriors here would be afraid of you little Rolos with your Refreshing Temple? To tell you the truth, even if your ancestor was with you, we would not be afraid. Who would not have the support of a peak expert with Heaven Stage?"

The other person said without any hesitation.

"Hehe, you hitmen from the east and west, why do you normally not dare to say such arrogant words, to actually dare to come out and challenge our Refreshing Temple? "Come, come over here and try it. See if I don't beat your brain into a dog's." Refreshing Temple said.

"Look at you, who's afraid of who?" If you're a man, then come and fight! "Another person said." I think your Refreshing Temple people will only bully with numbers. "

"Hehe, you brute, who do you think is the one fighting you alone? Can I represent all of you?! "

"…"

In the forest, two extremely weak sounds could be heard.

"Old freak, come out. Stop hiding. Do you think your disguise can fool me?" An ethereal voice suddenly sounded from within.

"Heh heh." A slight breeze blew and an extremely unpleasant sound was heard.0

"I didn't expect you to come too, it's really like this. I don't know what are you doing in Jinling with me, but could it be that you like me?"

"Could it be that only you, this old monster, can come to Nanjing?" Can't I come? Do we still have to fight three hundred rounds today? " The old poisoner once again released a voice that did not match his image. If he went to sing, she would have instantly killed a large number of singers.

When the unpleasant voice heard her words, the laughter coming from its mouth could not help but freeze for a moment, and then it said:

"Right now, I am here for the mission. old poisoner and I will not disturb each other, I hope that we will not disturb each other."

"Hehe, we are all here for the ruins of an ancient martial artist, how could we just stay out of this matter?" The ethereal old poisoner clicked his tongue.

"But I really didn't expect that Tianhe Province would actually be this outstanding. A month ago, a Youth Grandmaster appeared out of nowhere and directly shocked the entire martial arts realm.

It seems like the thousand year old, unheard-of great change will really come to an end. "

When the old monster heard old poisoner's words, his unpleasant voice sounded out once more, "Youth Grandmaster Liu Wudi? I want to see who's stronger between him and my disciple. If he's stronger, hehe … "Then it can only be considered his bad luck."

"Old freak, your heart is still so small. If it was me, I would take him in as my disciple." The old poisoner thought for a while and said.

When the old freak heard his words, he could not help but pause for a moment. "You …!"

"Alright, let's see who can enter first. We will split the group in front of the Barrier."

"Alright, let's compete then!"

"..."

A minute later, with the end of the battle, the massacre quietly ended.

The screams gradually faded as blood flowed all over the ground.

Ruins and rubble littered the ground, and even before they died, they did not know how they were killed.

He also didn't know who killed him …

The two groups of people who had been fighting earlier were now being harvested like worthless straw.

This, this was the bloodiest side of martial arts realm!

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