Master of Ninja World

It was cool and the air was a bit humid, and the cold wind blew slightly, which was especially biting.

"Strange, it was fine just now, why is it so cold suddenly?"

The vampires were confused and couldn't help looking at each other. Their race was quite special, cold...this kind of simple feeling was basically never experienced. After all, the excellent physique of vampires far exceeds that of humans.

But it feels biting inexplicably right now, which is really weird.

"Ah, that's awesome."

On the other side, Crowley opened his eyes in a daze. He looked up and saw that the ground was pulled out of a huge crack, which stretched for a long time until it stopped at the dust-free feet. His thin body looked like Natural danger, no one can cross.

"Let me re-estimate your IQ." Sitting in a chair without dust, rubbing his chin boredly, "Crowley, although you seem to be a frivolous, half-hearted man on the surface, you are actually what..."

"It's actually very smart, isn't it?" Crowley smiled and answered.

Wuchen shook the thumb of his right hand and said indifferently: "Actually, you are so stupid, you still want to attack me with your level?"

Just now, the moment Wuchen sat on the chair, Crowley suddenly attacked him with extremely powerful tactics, and even the ground was chopped out of a huge and terrifying abyss.

However, the sad thing is that it doesn't work for Wuchen at all. The seemingly powerful slash was directly grabbed by the empty hand, and then it was like a fruit that was easily crushed.

"You call me stupid?"

Crowley frowned, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away.

"Isn't it? It's not stupid to challenge someone who can crush oneself, and what is it?" Looking at Crowley's blood-red eyes, Wu Chen asked faintly, while his big hand suddenly moved forward. One catch, "Vientiane Tianyin!"

"Boom boom boom."

The violent gravitation erupted instantly, distorting time and space, and damaging the land. A large number of buildings were captured. Those thin white hands seemed to be inviolable like the hands of God. Gravity covered indiscriminately, any matter. It's hard to escape its bad luck.

"Is this a trick that humans can control?"

Crowley cursed loudly. At this moment, his body floated uncontrollably, his limbs were unable to maintain balance, floating in the sky like a puppet, and he was constantly approaching Wuchen. As long as Wuchen moved his fingers, he The body shook with it.

This feeling was particularly frustrated and helpless, and the control of his body was suddenly lost. Wuchen wanted to manipulate Crowley as he pleased.

"Sword, drink my blood!" At the moment, Crowley used all his forces decisively, and the saber around his waist suddenly pierced into the palm of his hand, connecting the two together.

From this moment on, he showed his full strength, and the silver blade turned into a bloody color, and the gloss was like blood.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo."

With a sudden wave of his big hand, a huge crimson light came towards him.

"Tsk tut... there are barely two brushes."

Wuchen smiled lightly, ignoring the slash that rushed towards him, Feng Qingyun looked at Krolli indifferently, and said in a pointed manner: "You kid is the ancestor of the thirteenth, but the power you exert now makes I think of someone, do you know who it is?"

"Boom boom boom!"

At the same time, Crowley's full blow hit Wuchen's body, which is the kung fu between the electric light and flint, Wuchen's body swept a layer of physical energy visible to the naked eye, and tightly circled him. It was like a bucket that would protect it from dust, and Crowley's slash was all endured by this golden energy.

"What the hell is this?!"

Crowley looked at Wuchen in surprise. The light outside his body was similar to an enlarged version of human bones. It was solid and difficult to break. His full blow was like hitting a diamond, let alone destroying it. , There is no trace left.

"Nothing to be surprised, this is my Susao Nohu. Although it is only incomplete, it is not something you can break. Think about it, I used this trick to destroy thousands of vampires back then..."

Wuchen's eyes were a bit hollow, as if lost in memory, muttering to himself.

"Get here!"

The big hand suddenly grabbed it again, and the density of the gravity erupting from the palm of the hand was even greater, and Crowley's body disappeared in an instant, and only a black shadow could be seen rushing towards Wuchen.

"Pay some price for your stupidity."

Wuchen flew out suddenly as he approached his body.

"boom!"

Crowley only felt that his cheek had been fatally attacked, the bones of his face were "kakaka" shattered, and dust was stomped on his face, his teeth grinning in pain.

"Spare me, if I know you are so scary, I would not dare to come to this ghost place in Japan." Crowley, who was stepped on his cheek, laughed at himself, and his speech was a little vague, because his mouth was also covered. No dust stepped on it.

"Provoking others is often a price. You are kind to not killing you. As one of the first ancestors of vampires, you also know how many nobles died in my hands... But you still come to provoke me, this What does it mean?"

There is no dust and no hurry, and the tone stays for a while, and then he said without rush or slowly: "This situation can only show that there are two situations. Either you are really a tired brain, or you are deliberately approaching me... …"

"Right, let's talk about the question just now. You seem to be the thirteenth ancestor, but your real strength is far beyond this level. It is comparable to that guy Fried. Whose blood did you drink come from? It seems to be the second ancestor, I remember it was called Saito..."