The Japanese samurai sword is the most obvious feature of the Japanese samurai.

And it can be easily distinguished from the gestures they hold their swords in.

Japanese warriors have always been known for their cunning and elusive appearance. Especially when wielding a sword, they are as fast as lightning and extremely powerful.

Japan has always boasted that its swordsmanship is the best in the world.

Although this is bragging, it has to be said that Japan has indeed produced many masters of swordsmanship.

At this time, there were at least thirty Japanese warriors surrounding them. Judging from their ghostly movements, they were all good fighters.

If this group of people were caught by surprise, even if they encountered a small army, they could easily be wiped out.

"Uncle, what's wrong?" Tong Mujin couldn't help but feel nervous when she saw Jiang Chao frowning.

Is it possible that the Black King of Hell is helpless against this group of Japanese warriors?

If so, it's over.

"It's okay, I'm just a little annoyed." Jiang Chao said and stretched out his hand.

A piece of green leaf flew towards him, and with a gentle flick of his hand, it turned into a green shadow and shot towards a man in black.

The man in black reacted very quickly, and instantly raised his samurai sword in front of him to block it!

clang!

The katana was instantly pierced by the green leaves, passed out from the back of his head, and shot at the other person without stopping.

All the Japanese warriors were shocked, and wildly waved their samurai swords to block, but white sword shadows flashed from all directions!

However, in just a blink of an eye, all the shadows of the knife disappeared.

Gudong!

Gudong!

The men in black had their eyes wide open and a bloody hole on their foreheads, and they fell to the ground one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only Jiang Chao and Tong Mujin were left standing.

"Let's go." Jiang Chao said expressionlessly, stepping on the corpse and continuing to walk forward.

Tong Mujin quickly followed him and said with a bright smile, "I know, uncle, it turns out you hate Japanese dogs and I hate them too. We have similar tastes!"

She immediately figured out that the reason why Jiang Chao said "fan" must be because he saw these Japanese warriors.

These people deserve their misfortune. Who told you to meet the Black King of Hell?

Mountain top.

A group of buildings is hidden in the shade of trees.

What is strange is that on the eaves of these houses, there are brass bells, which are slightly larger than the palm of your hand.

When blown by the breeze, it makes a series of tinkling sounds, which is quite breathtaking.

In one of the rooms, several people were sitting respectively, and the atmosphere was depressing.

One of them was kneeling on the ground, with the left side of his face swollen and bruised all over, looking extremely embarrassed.

It was the fair-skinned young man who had escaped at Caesar's reception before, with his head lowered and a look of fear on his face.

"For the sake of getting your things back, you can atone for your sins."

Sitting in the middle is a man in his fifties, with a beard on his lips, a rather dignified appearance, and speaks Japanese.

"Thank you, Sir!" The fair young man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly lay down on the ground to thank him.

The language is also Japanese.

"Keda, didn't you say you were sure of it? Why did you end up in such a mess and lose four telekinesis masters?" A young man in black next to him said sarcastically in a sinister way.

The fair-skinned young man's real name is Kameda Kojiro, and he is a pure Japanese.

However, he speaks fluent Daxia Mandarin, making people mistakenly think that he is from Daxia.
Chapter completed!