Chapter 522: Bai Yexin shot

puff!

This man with mid-strength real strength spit out blood, flew out, and accidentally hit Erlang Cangye, smashing him to the ground, and let Erlang Cangye scream involuntarily. .

"Brother Xiao is so powerful, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong!"

Song Chenbo's eyes were full of shock and looked at Xiao Yifeng. Even Ou Yanhong looked at Xiao Yifeng with a look of shock.

"Get me up!"

The Cangye Erlang, who was pressed to the ground, was pale and shouted. Several other Cangye family members quickly lifted the man away, and then he supported Cangye Erlang.

"Damn Chinese, you have completely angered my Cangye family!"

Cangye Erlang looked at Xiao Yifeng's face and growled.

"so what?"

Xiao Yifeng sneered, disapproving.

"what happened?"

At this time, Bai Yixin and Xiao Han both appeared here and came to Xiao Yifeng.

The Cangye Erlang saw Bai Zhixin's heart at a glance, and there was a strong evil light in his eyes.

"Beautiful girl, boy, is she with you?"

Cangye Erlang glanced at Bai Yixin and looked at Xiao Yifeng.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Xiao Yi wind coldly.

"Boy, give this woman to Master Ben. I have fun for a few days, and then obediently kneel down to me and admit my mistakes. I may let you live for a few more days, otherwise I will let the strong members of the Cangye family take your group The Huaxia people killed all. "

Cang Ye Erlang drank coldly.

After hearing the words of Erlang Cang Ye, Xiao Yifeng's eyes were frozen and he was about to speak, but a sword appeared.

On the spot, Erlang Cangye was given out, and a deep sword mark appeared on his body. The whole person fell to the ground and spit blood, and his breath was extremely weak.

At this moment Bai Yan's heart was indifferent, and she held a long sword with a chill in her right hand. Obviously, this sword was just what she did.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing a deep sword mark on Cangye Erlang's body constantly bleeding, the faces of these Cangye families were full of deep worries, and he quickly rushed toward the outside with his arms raised.

"White girl, you ca n’t see how hard you shot. Didn't this sword kill him?"

Song Chenbo looked at Bai Yi heartily and said.

"Can't die!"

Bai Zhixin's face was indifferent.

"You are really going to make trouble. This is a complete offense to the Cangye family. I'm afraid it will be a lot of trouble at that time. I have to figure out how to solve it."

"Let ’s all go to rest. Do n’t delay tomorrow ’s game, and do n’t do it anymore. After all, this is Donghuan, not in Huaxia. If something goes wrong, we will be isolated.”

Xiao Han looked at these people in a deep voice.

In the ward of a hospital in Kyoto, half of his face was wrapped in gauze tightly on the bed, standing next to a middle-aged man who was slightly short, with a somber face and eyes full of gloomy eyes. It is Kamata Noguchi, vice president of the Black Dragon Society.

"Father, you must take revenge for me, I will let that kid die!"

Kameda's face was angry, and his speech was a little bit leaky. His expression was so angry that he touched the injury on half of his face, and he screamed in pain.

"Son, don't worry, this guy not only caused you so much damage, but also our father and son's status in the Black Dragon Society has greatly diminished. I will certainly not let him go."

Kamedanoguchi flashed Morin's cold mang in his eyes, drinking glumly.

Kyoto, a room in a mysterious building.

A middle-aged man in a black robe sat here drinking sake and kneeling another man in front of him.

"Sir, can this really unlock that relic?"

The man looked at the middle-aged man drinking sake in front of him.

"I don't know, but after studying for so long, we can't unravel the secret of this relic, and to get the power in this relic, only Huaxia people can try it."

The middle-aged man shook the sake in his hand and spat softly.

"Stare me, if someone from Huaxia Buddha Gate appears, notify me!"

The middle-aged man groaned.

"Yes!"

The man nodded.

The next day, the rising sun shone on the east land.

In Kyoto's largest Bushido, today there is a large crowd, with hundreds of people, and media and journalists from various Asian countries gathered here.

This year's Asian Elite Contest is held here.

A total of ten countries sent representatives to participate in this elite competition this year. These countries are among the best in Asia.

This time, because Dongxun's reward is the legendary Buddha Gate to treasure resale, so these countries have sent their own young talents.

Not only to seize this relic, but also to show the strength of his country.

The purpose of this elite competition is to compare the strengths of various countries. The first place in the past was contracted by the three strongest Asian countries: Korea, Dongying and Huaxia.

At 9 am, Xiao Yifeng and others have gathered in this pavilion, and people from other countries have arrived.

"A lot of people!"

Song Chenbo looked at the crowd of people in this huge Dao Pavilion, and he could not help vomiting.

"This time, people from other countries are many times stronger than before!"

Xiao Han glanced at those in other countries and said.

"What are they afraid of? No matter how terrible they are, they will eventually be defeated by our men. This time, I will definitely win the first prize for the country!"

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Song Chenbo said with a smile.

"Hum, just walk and see!"

Ou Yanhong snorted and went to the side and sat down.

"Your biggest opponent is the five sent by Dong Xun. This time, Dong Xuan even offered the relic as a reward, and they are the hosts. It is absolutely impossible for us to take the first one so easily."

"And in Asia, the strength of martial arts that can contend with us is China Eastern. There are a lot of strong young generations. This time, they are expected to take out a few to participate, and you can't take care of it."

Xiao Han said solemnly.

"Relax, uncle, don't worry too much!"

Xiao Yifeng smiled, his expression seemed very relaxed from beginning to end, as if he didn't have any worry.

At this time, a group of people came out from the side of the pavilion. There were several men wearing suits and showing off prestige. Among them, there were five young men wearing samurai uniforms. Obviously, they were five young men dispatched by the East side. Elite.

A young man walking in front of him had a somber complexion, holding a katana in both hands, and a stern look in his eyes, exuding a strong breath that made people dare not approach.