Chapter 976 Kamikaze Men

Accompanied by angry voices, a group of people were seen walking towards here. They were all wearing black leather jackets and black combat boots. They were all full of energy and fighting spirit, and they all walked with an edge, like fierce tigers. , which is daunting.

Clearly, this is an extraordinary group of people!

"The Kamikaze Men are coming!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

Kamikaze Men, Japan's super team, is similar to China's Dragon Guard.

In the ranking of international super teams, Japan's Kamikaze Men are even higher than China's Dragon Guard, with extremely powerful combat capabilities.

On such an occasion today, many masters will appear. It is inevitable that there will be fights and riots. Ordinary policemen cannot maintain order at all, so the kamikaze men appeared.

The person who spoke was a man with long flowing hair, a tall and slender figure, a handsome appearance, and he looked very young.

His name is Bei Shimano, a genius of the Bushido who has already reached the master level when he was only thirty years old. He is one of the best among the young generation in Japan.

This small group of kamikaze men is headed by him!

"Kneel down and apologize to my tribe, and I will spare your life!" Kitajima continued, with two gleams of cold lightning in his eyes, extremely compelling.

He was holding a samurai sword in his hand. The blade was bright and dark, and he strode forward. The internal energy was pouring into him, and the blade vibrated and clanked, like a hungry beast that couldn't wait to drink blood and meat.

As soon as he said this, the whole place was in an uproar!

He, a young junior, actually asked an old master to kneel down. It was so bullying.

As everyone knows, a master is like a dragon and must not be insulted!

"Where did the small crumbs come from?

Do you dare to speak arrogantly here? Didn't your adults teach you how to respect your teachers? "

Sure enough, the old master Wu Liang was angry, with a fierce look in his eyes and sonorous words.

Although he is just an ordinary grandmaster and does not have a place on the grandmaster list, he is still a grandmaster. How could he not have a temper?

"Then you are looking for death!"

As soon as Bei Daoye's voice fell, the person disappeared on the spot. Like a floating light, a flying shadow, he appeared in front of old Grandmaster Wu Liang in a moment of disillusionment.

Clang!

A sword light exploded, and the cold light shone, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like a starry sword, peerless sharpness, and the overwhelming murderous aura instantly enveloped the whole body of the old Grandmaster Wu Liang.

"You..." Old Grandmaster Wu Liang was shocked.

Kitajima's speed was too fast, like a ghost, almost shrinking to an inch with great supernatural powers.

puff!

Before Grandmaster Wu Liang could react, he was hit in the shoulder by a knife. His right arm was broken at shoulder level and flew far away, bringing with it a large amount of blood.

"ah……!"

A heart-piercing scream spread throughout the wilderness, countless people were moved, chills ran down their spines, and they gritted their teeth.

The three descendants of the Ye family were dumbfounded.

This young man is so fierce, people who don't know better think he is the Young Demon King.

"Either kneel down or die!" Bei Dao Yeyi said coldly without blood.

The black light sword in his hand was stained with blood, and streaks of scarlet blood flowed down.

Zheng!

He flicked the blade with his fingers, and the blade trembled and buzzed. The blood was shaken into streaks of blood mist, which dispersed between heaven and earth, and the blade became black and shiny again.

In the field, thousands of Chinese people were indignant when they saw this scene.

However, this young man was so powerful that he was clearly an unreasonable master, and no one dared to challenge him.

The Japanese people were excited and cheered loudly.

On the other hand, people from other third-party countries act as if they are watching a good show, and ignore the matter as it has nothing to do with themselves.

"Young man, you have gone too far. It was obviously your tribe who took action first, and we were just passively defending." Ye Wenhua suddenly stepped forward and said angrily, facing Kitajima Ye's sharp edge.

"It was him who beat us."

"Kei Dao-kun, help us kill him."

…

As soon as Ye Wenhua opened his mouth, spearheads were pointed at him.

It was true that he had the most fun just now. With his brute force, he kicked one away and smashed another with his fist.

"I'll cut off your arm too, and then kneel down to repent for your stupidity and atone for your recklessness!" Kitajima glared at Ye Wenhua, raised the sword in his hand, and was about to swing it out.

"He is the biological father of the young demon king. Do you dare to touch him?"

Suddenly, an old voice shouted. Although it was not loud, it shocked the world.

It was Ye Changqing who stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"If you dare to touch my father, my brother will cut you into pieces and destroy your Kamikaze Men's lair!" Ye Lang also shouted, with an angry look on his face.

For a moment, many people were surprised and did not expect that this person had a great background.

"No wonder he is so fierce and dares to beat up a Japanese young man. It turns out that he is the father of the young devil. He is so confident." Some onlookers said, looking like they suddenly realized.

"The father of the young demon king, I don't dare to offend the Kamikaze Men."

"Yes, when the young demon king was angry, corpses were scattered all over the place! The bloody things in the Golden Triangle, Goryeo, Hanjing, and the small country of Aurora are all lessons learned from the past."

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Many people started talking, thinking that if Ye Wenhua revealed his identity, it would be safe, and the kamikaze warriors would not dare to touch him at all.

"The young devil is just a dying man. He is his biological father. If he offends Japan, I will kill him if I say!" Kitajima said like this. Even if he knew that Ye Wenhua was the biological father of the young devil, he would not do anything about it. Not afraid, his voice was cold and emotionless.

As he spoke, the sword in his hand drew a cold trajectory and struck out suddenly. The sword roared and the light of the sword was blazing, slashing towards Ye Wenhua's shoulder.

He was sure that the Young Demon King would be defeated. Otherwise, how could he dare to offend the Young Demon King?

"Kitashima Ye, how can you bully ordinary people? Let me meet you!"

In the midst of the lightning and flint, a voice came from the sky, carrying an incomparable power of shock.

Accompanied by this sound, an ice spear came through the air, as fast as a bolt of lightning, with murderous intent spreading everywhere, and it was extremely sharp.

boom!

The sword that slashed at Ye Wenhua's right arm instantly shattered, and even the sword in Bei Dao Ye's hand shook violently and almost fell.

"Who's taking action?"

The same question instantly lingered in everyone's mind.

Swish, brush, brush!

Countless eyes looked towards the direction from which the sound came, and saw the figure of a young man flying in the sky.

Before everyone could see the young man clearly, Kitajima was furious and took action quickly.

"court death!"

He stamped his feet on the ground violently, and a piece of the ground collapsed. With the force of the counter-shock, his figure flew out, facing the direction in which the figure flew.

The sword in his hand slashed vertically and horizontally, the sword flashed vertically and horizontally, the sword roared, and each stroke was so sharp that a layer of the ground was cut off, and large cracks were cut into the hard rock ground.

In mid-air, all the swords merged into one, forming a huge sword. Like a peerless heavenly sword, it slashed down on the young figure head-on.

The young figure was not afraid at all, and an ice spear formed from the concussion of his palm. He held the ice spear in his hand and thrust out continuously. Thousands of spear shadows were shot out in an instant, like a peacock spreading its tail, brilliant and dazzling, shattering the blades of Kitajima Ye's sword one by one.

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