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Chapter 39
"The bee is dead." The ninja in the Tengu mask, who had been silent all this time, said the first words.

Ying Tai curled his lips and looked at the Tangmen surrounding them with some displeasure.

Now, Russell and Tang Mingyi are setting up guns 50 meters to the west, Tang Jiaren is in the north, and Li Ding and Gao Yingcai are in the south.

Du Fusong and Tang Tongbi stood behind Liang Ting with expressionless faces.

They are west.

Abe Shigeru is now haggard, like a stick, holding up an empty suit.

"I failed. You two, flee or fight, whatever you want, I can still help you one last time."

Tengu Ninja stood behind Shigeru without saying a word, and action was his answer.

"The old man treats me well, no matter what, I have to send one of them down to accompany him."

Eita straightened the brim of her hat and said with a smile.

Maoshu's eyes flashed with sadness, and then were filled with a firm will to die.

Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the qi that was originally burning suddenly jumped a section higher.

The eyes of all shikigami showed blue light, and their bodies swelled in a circle.

"Be careful, they're going to do their best!" Tang Jiaren looked serious.

Eita, Sakata, Shigeki and the Shikigami were surrounded in the middle, as if they were three wild wolves in dire straits.

Bared teeth, fierce eyes.

Russell tried to fire a shot, but was parried by Eita with a knife.

He frowned. If the eldest master and the others forced people to stay, there would probably be casualties.

Gotta figure out a way.

west.

"I have a grudge against Gao Yingcai of the Tang Sect, but you won't do anything to me?"

Liang Ting didn't turn his head, and the organ ropes extending from his body were dancing wildly.

"..."

Seeing that the two people in the back did not reply, Liang Ting laughed, "Are you afraid that if you fight with me, you will let those devils go?"

"Do you know? Gao Yingcai's daughter was raped by me, what? Isn't family hatred as good as national hatred?"

Gao Yingcai in the south lowered his head, his hand holding the iron thorn trembling.

Li Ding had a gloomy face and clenched his fists loudly.

"Interesting, interesting. Hey hey hey, hahahaha!"

Liang Ting grinned wider and wider, and his muscles kept shaking.

It's so cool, it's so cool, but it's almost there, but it's almost there, it's almost there!
Liang Ting felt the piercing killing intent behind him, and then fixed his eyes on the three devils.

He took steps and walked directly towards them.

Liang Ting's tall body is like a living demon god, and the organ rope is dancing.

His shadow was like a giant squid, entangled towards Eita and others.

The qi on Eita's body exploded, and then quickly retracted to the blade of Hirumaru.

The bright blade turned dark red, and an ominous smell emanated.

Eita rushed forward, eyes full of madness.

He did not use any energy to defend, but chose the ultimate attack.

The experience of fighting Liang Ting told him that even Chiwan's slashes couldn't cut into the monster's muscles.

This was the second greatest shame after Shinobu was killed in front of him.

In order to wash away this shame, even if his body was pierced, he would still break Liang Ting's defense!
Liang Ting raised his eyebrows. Without looking at Yingtai, he suddenly turned his head and smiled "hehe" at Gao Yingcai.

The rope of the defense mechanism in front of him suddenly fell apart, and he ran straight towards Eita with his upper body bare.

puff.

There was a muffled sound, and the blade passed from Liang Ting's chest to his back.

Yingta was stunned, staring blankly at the blood dripping from his hands, suddenly feeling like falling into a dream.

so easy?

Could it be that Shuten-douji dragged this monster down?
Snapped.

Yingta only felt a pain on his face, and his whole body was thrown out with a knife.

Everyone in the Tang Sect looked at Liang Ting in shock, and even Russell raised his head from the scope.

What kind of suicide operation is this! ?

What is Liang Ting doing?
Wait, suicide operation?
With a flash of inspiration in Russell's mind, he immediately dropped the gun, escaped into the soil, and ran towards Liang Ting.

Shigeki Abe and the Tengu ninja were stunned.

They never expected that the monster that held the strongest shikigami, Shuten Doji away without any injuries, would be seriously injured in such a ridiculous way!
But here's an opportunity!

A chance to drag an enemy to hell!
Shikigami Shuten and Shikigami Aobozu jumped up into the air, and the lightsaber and huge wooden fish attacked Liang Ting's head.

Liang Ting coughed up a mouthful of blood, and after looking around, he shed tears.

These stunned looks are so awesome.

Rootless, I understand!
I live because of these eyes.

It's so mesmerizing, so addicting.

and--

He turned to look at Gao Yingcai, turning a blind eye to the attack on his head, with an expression that seemed to be crying or laughing.

"Gao Yingcai, your enemy is going to be killed by Little Japan~"

What's more, there is this complicated look of hatred, surprise, anger, and even begging me not to die!

Ah - beautiful!

"Liang Ting!!"

Gao Yingcai injected the energy of earth and wood in his body into his limbs, and his whole body rushed towards Liang Ting like a hunting leopard!

"Haha! Cool!!"

Liang Ting looked at Gao Yingcai's eyes of despair because of no hope of revenge, and vented loudly.

Cool coins!

Russell sprang out from the soil, grabbed Liang Ting's feet with both hands, and threw him out of the spot.

The next moment, the lightsaber and wooden fish fell down, and smoke and dust rose everywhere!

Gao Yingcai subconsciously used the iron thorn to face Liang Ting. The iron thorn followed Liang Ting's astonished eyes and went straight into his brain.

Liang Ting is dead.

In Gao Yingcai's eyes, there was no joy of revenge, but full of worry.

"Ahem, it's okay." Russell's voice came from the smoke, "Uncle Gao, congratulations on getting your revenge."

The shikigami turned into little fireworks and disappeared. Tengu ninja and Abe Shigeki fell to the ground, with blood holes between their eyebrows.

The smoke cleared, and Russell wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His clothes were just a little torn, and his shoulders were a little blue.

Only then did Gao Yingcai feel relieved, before he could express his gratitude, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"Be careful!!"

puff!
Russell's eyes widened, and he lowered his head slowly.

There was a bloody streak on Eita's face from his right eye to his left cheek. He held the leech ball in both hands and stabbed Russell into the chest.

"Asshole! You finally made me wait for you!" Yingta smiled ferociously, with his white teeth sticking out of his lips.

"Let your body be smashed to pieces, and I'll see how you recover!"

The qi on the blade exploded, and Russell exploded into a cloud of smoke.

What about blood?
What, could it be smoke?
Eita was absent-minded for a moment, and then felt a pain in both legs, and suddenly lost consciousness all over.

A pair of blue-purple hands inserted into Eita's calf, Russell's head emerged from the soil, and opened his mouth to spit out white lines.

The sharp white line pierced through Eita's head, then turned a corner, and cut off his hand holding the knife.

The Qi that rose up from the demon sword's leech pill suddenly dormantly entered the blade unwillingly.

Now, there is no more standing ninja than Hikaruyama.

Gao Yingcai immediately rushed to Russell and hugged him tightly.

Two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily, and kept chanting:

"Thank you, thank you Ronaldinho, thank you..."

Russell patted Gao Yingcai's hand gently, looked at Tang Jiaren, and slowly smiled.

Won!

The whole wood was very still.

Everyone enjoyed this brief, peaceful moonlight.

This assassination of Biheshan's ninjutsu finally ended with the Tang Sect winning a complete victory!
One person-Russell: Brothers, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny.

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　Sorry for being late.

　　Been driving screws in the factory.

　　Thanks to the goblin who spreads fire, the holy light is always there, and the monthly ticket of the little raccoon who can be invisible.

　　Today is the 86th anniversary of the July [-]th Incident. We mourn our compatriots, remember the martyrs, never forget the national humiliation, and let us strengthen ourselves!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)