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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1819

Mount Fuji.
The ground was messed up, blood-soaked.
There were ravines everywhere, two corpses lying on the cold snow just like that.
In one of them, the chest was directly penetrated.
The other one was only half of its body left.
What made people more trembling was the three-pointers of the palm prints on the ground below.
Red blood mixed with snow water, flowing in it.
The scene before him was undoubtedly completely trembling everyone.
Who would have thought that in just a few breaths, Ye Fan directly used the momentum of thunder to kill the three powerhouses of the Three Gods Pavilion.
And, each is killed by one blow!
Severe methods make everyone afraid.
Even Suzuo Mingzun and others, their old faces are rarely solemn.
“Damn it!”
“How come this bastard is so strong suddenly?”
Xu Zuo Mingzun’s heart trembled, and a pair of old eyes stared at Ye Fan.
He originally thought that even if Ye Fan, who was hit hard by them, was not dead, it would be the end of the battle, and it would be impossible to withstand a single blow.
However, the scene before him was undoubtedly slapped him in the face severely.
Just because of their carelessness to underestimate the enemy, they instantly damaged the three masters.
This undoubtedly makes Suzuo Mingzun extremely angry!
The eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion are the eight with the highest talent and greatest potential among hundreds of millions of people.
Moreover, they have exhausted their resources and cultivated for decades.
Just let them step into the realm of the master!
It can be said that these eight people represent the future of Japanese martial arts. They were trained as future leaders of Japanese martial arts.
The fall of everyone is undoubtedly a huge loss to their Japanese martial arts.
Now three of them were broken at once, and one can imagine how heartache and bleeding in Xu Zuo Mingzun’s heart.
“This damn Chinese man.”
“Killing several people in Japan one after another.”
“Today I just fought for this old life, and I will crush you to ashes!”
Because of resentment, Suzuo Mingzun’s eyes suddenly became red.
He clenched his palms tightly, with great force, his fingertips almost sinking into flesh and blood.
The hatred in the eyebrows almost burst into flames!
“The rest, follow the order!”
“Form the four-phase sky and join forces with me to kill this son!”
Suzuo Mingzun couldn’t take care of any face, so he decided directly to join hands with his disciples to deal with Ye Fan.
“Before we can defeat you once, naturally we can defeat you a second time!”
In the torrent of anger, Xu Zuo Mingzun rose to the sky.
Energetic lingers all over, gathering boundless edges.
In the veins, the majestic power is like a tide, rushing wildly.
Until the end, all the power gathered in the palm of Suzuo Mingzun.
“Suzuo Shenshu, Devil Slash!”
In a cold drink of majesty, Xu Zuo Mingzun made a sword with his hand, and cut the sky.
Stabbed~
Like a sharp sword splitting the sky and the earth, lightning torn the galaxy again.
Everyone saw that under Xu Zuo Mingzun’s hands, black lights rushed out like meteors.
Among the black light, ghosts were faintly visible floating, and evil spirits groaned.
“This this…”
“Is this, the ghost ninjutsu?”
Seeing the scene before him, Toyotomi Kawayoshi and others were suddenly shocked, their pupils shrank and shouted.
“Ok?”
“Ghost Ninjutsu?”
“Patriarch Toyotomi, what is Oni Ninjutsu?”
When everyone heard the sound, they couldn’t help but wonder, confused, and looked at Toyotomi Kawakichi before him.

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