Chapter 1636
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At that time, it would be three against one, and the crisis would be solved by itself!
"Go to hell!" Haruki Murakami's hand became brighter because of the gathering of his chakra. There seemed to be a change factor. At this moment, the power in his hand was as heavy as a heavy hammer.
The power of fate was gathered in one place!
"Interesting." Suddenly, the masked ninja who was confronting Murakami said in a low voice. His tone was very contemptuous, as if he didn't care about Murakami's strongest attack at all.
"Then you can try!" Murakami said. The light in his hand was bright as if it had reached the peak. Then, he slowly pressed the light towards the masked ninja.
The power is okay, but it's still too weak. The masked ninja said calmly under Murakami's attack.
Haruki Murakami was about to get angry and wanted to return to the topic of sarcasm, but he suddenly couldn't say anything.
In front of him, the sword opposite him was an ordinary sword. Suddenly, a beam of dazzling blue flame suddenly appeared on its blade.
There was no blazing temperature, no dazzling light, only an unparalleled aura and the blade's edge!
Tang Dawei!
Murakami's eyes widened as he watched the long sword break his hands without any hindrance, and then pierced into the dazzling white light in his hands.
Snow.
Like a sharp piercing membrane, there was no obstacle, and it directly went through.
One of his arms was directly cut in half, revealing the dense bones. It was shocking and terrifying!
Blood flowed like money, and a sharp cry pierced through the sky!
Murakami screamed and then knelt on the ground in pain. He wanted to cover his bleeding right hand with his hand, but he didn't know how to do it because his entire right hand was bleeding. There was flesh on the bones, so he didn't dare to look at it.
He widened his eyes and looked at the ninja standing in front of him in disbelief.
Why is he so strong?
He knew how powerful the secret he just used was, but this was only because he clearly knew how powerful his secret was. He clearly realized how powerful the person in front of him was!
Unparalleled!
These four words were imprinted in his mind, and he didn't resist.
He wanted to beg for mercy now, but he could only scream in pain. His consciousness was so painful that he couldn't respond.
Suddenly, a gunshot sounded, and two words appeared in his mind.
It's over!
Yes, it's over. In his opinion, after this person cut off half of his arm, the three of them were finished.
He wanted to know why such a powerful existence was able to find them!
Lying on the ground, even though he knew he was about to die, he still wanted to see if Ye Han would die a worse death than him.
Thinking of this, his morbid mentality actually gave him a sense of pleasure.
"It's your turn." After defeating Murakami, the masked man did not look at Murakami. Instead, he looked at Ye Han and walked towards him step by step. It was as if Murakami was nothing but air in his eyes.
Defeating him was as easy as drinking water.
Xiao Li watched as the masked man approached him step by step. His body trembled and finally collapsed to the ground.
Xiao Li's thoughts were the same as the Murakami's. They were finished this time.
Facing such a powerful enemy, Xiao Li could not see any hope of escape.
"I haven't had a boyfriend yet. I haven't spent all my money yet. I still have a lot of things to do …" Everyone would think of all kinds of unwillingness before they died. Xiao Li was the same. Her thoughts were similar to most people's. ,,,,.
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