Xiao Feng, who fell to the ground, grinned and smiled relaxedly when he heard this voice: "Grandma, old guy, you are back."

"Swoosh", a cold light flashed and headed straight for Xiao Feng's throat.

‘Pa’, a figure blocked Xiao Feng. Although it was not very tall, it stopped the cold light: “Hmph, Da Ri Tenghui is really willing to spend money, and even the earth ninja has been dispatched.”

"Who are you? (Sun)." Di Ren, who had never spoken, spoke in shock because his needle was caught by the other party with his bare hands.

Old Jing was too lazy to pay attention to this skull, so he turned to look at Xiao Feng: "Boy, are you okay?"

"Hehe, you're back, then I'm sure I'm fine. If you don't come back, I'm probably going to have something to do." Xiao Feng got up from the ground with a shy face: "Old guy, if you don't come back for another five minutes, I'm going to run away."

"Prosperity." Old Jing snorted coldly.

"Hey, this is what you taught me." Xiao Feng felt a little aggrieved: "You have instilled this idea in me since childhood. If you can beat me, you will beat me hard, and if you can't beat me, you will run away!"

"I……"

"You said that it was not your fault that you could not beat him, but if you couldn't even run away, you deserve it." Xiao Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "So, I thought, if you don't come again, I will run away, leaving the green mountains there, aren't you afraid of no firewood?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, I'll leave the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood." Another hearty laughter came out, which seemed particularly harsh in this environment.

Xiao Feng turned his head and the smile on his face became stronger: "Grandpa Nangong, you are back too."

"Yes." Nangong Ji slowly walked to Xiao Feng and put a finger on his wrist: "I heard that you were shot and still vegetative."

"Hehe, isn't this to lure them out?" Xiao Feng scratched his head: "Grandpa Nangong, I haven't seen you show your power, why don't you show your power to me?"

"I rarely do anything." Nangong Ji shook his head: "It's just a few cockroaches, your grandfather is enough."

"Yes." Xiao Feng curled his lips, a few cockroaches, you know, these cockroaches are so powerful that they can't fight back. They are cockroaches, so what are they?

The appearance of Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji made many people ecstatic, but also made many people frown.

"It's grandpa, grandpa is back." Jing Beier first reacted and was overjoyed.

The girls were also ecstatic. Although they had never seen Mr. Jing take action, they had also heard that Mr. Jing was very powerful. Since he was back, can we survive tonight's crisis be safe?

"No need to leave for the time being." After Jing Beier said that, he jumped from above and said: "Grandpa, you are back."

"Haha, Belle, are you worried about me?" Old Jing asked with a smile at his precious granddaughter.

"Yeah, grandpa is back, then they're done." Jing Beier pointed at Kameda and others.

"So your little girl is not worried about me, but about this bad boy." Old Jing pretended to be angry and touched his granddaughter's hair: "Go and stay next to me, leave it here to me."

"Okay." Jing Beier nodded and blinked at Xiao Feng: "How are you?"

"I'm pretty good, haha."

"You dare to lie to us and settle the score later." Jing Beier said angrily when he thought of something.

"Uh." Xiao Feng smiled bitterly, thinking about lying on the bed and listening to the girls telling their hearts, he felt guilty again.

Kameda and others had a gloomy face. It was almost over, but two old men came out of nowhere. One of them was so arrogant that he killed Murata.

The village sword Tianzheng is one of the three legends in the open martial arts of Japan, and it is not a cat or a dog. Before, Xiao Feng said that he killed it, but now another one pops up, so they don’t believe it at all.

But when they saw that Old Jing caught Diren's needle blowing with his bare hands, they were all extremely shocked, especially Kameda and Sakamura. They knew clearly how powerful Diren was, and even more terrible the needle blowing was.

Neither Sakamura nor Kameda have the strength to take the needle blowing with his bare hands. You should know that the needles fired through the blow tube are not only highly toxic, but also very powerful, even better than rifle bullets.

"Who are these two old guys?" the crocodile asked in a low voice, holding the crocodile's mouth tightly.

"I don't know, but Kameda and Sakamura should be able to handle it." Watanabe Jiro frowned, but his tone was not so sure. This was a change that no one could control.

"You said, you killed the village Daotian." Seeing that Mr. Jing and Xiao Feng were chatting, Kameda obviously ignored them all, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

Mr. Jing turned his head and looked at Kameda a few times: "What are you?"

"I'm Junjiro Kameda."

"Kunjiro Kameda, who is Kameda Junjiro Kameda, who is you?" Mr. Jing asked.

"That's my brother, you know him." Kameda was shocked and frowned and asked questions.

Mr. Jing looked at it carefully for a few more times and nodded: "It really looks a bit similar."

"You and your brother are enemies and friends." Kameda asked in a deep voice.

"Friends, he is not worthy." Old Jing said lightly: "Enemy, he is not worthy."

"You..." Kameda was furious. If he hadn't known the depth of the other party, he would have wanted to rush forward and kill this arrogant old thing immediately.

"I knelt in front of me back then, and I spared his life. Tonight, do you plan to kneel in front of me and ask me to spare your life, too?" Mr. Jing said to look at Kameda.

When Kameda heard Mr. Jing's words, he was furious at first, and then as if he thought of something, a shock flashed across his face: "You are, you are that person."

"Oh, he actually told you about such a shameful thing." Old Jing was a little surprised, but when he thought that the Japanese had always been shameless, he suddenly realized it.

"Kun Kameda, who is he?" A bad thought came to his mind. Is this old man very good?

At this time, Kameda had completely confirmed Mr. Jing's identity. He only felt a hint of chill rising from the soles of his feet, and his whole body felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

Speaking of which, this person brought them shame, but he could not raise the slightest revenge because the gap between the two sides was too big.

Now, Kameda also completely believed Mr. Jing's words. He killed Mizudao Tianzheng, and I'm afraid that only he can have this strength.

At that time, the Japanese martial arts were all trembling at this person's feet. Except for the experts on the surface, those hidden masters did not dare to show up, which shows his horror.

Next to him, Xiao Feng was also surprised. What did this old guy do in Japan back then? That made Kameda scared his face and shivered when he heard his name.

"Hey, Grandpa Nangong, do you know what happened to my old guy going to Japan back then?" Xiao Feng was so curious that he asked regardless of the occasion.

Nangong Ji nodded: "I know."

"Then tell me." Xiao Feng's eyes lit up and he finally found a person who understood.

"I won't say it." Nangong Ji simply refused.

"..." Xiao Feng rolled his eyes wildly. These old guys are all bad guys, bad guys.

Nangong Ji smiled and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "Wait until you go to Japan in the future, you can ask for it yourself."

"Uh, okay." Xiao Feng nodded boredly. It seemed that it was unlikely that he would dig something from Nangong Ji.

"Ah." A scream came out, Xiao Feng turned his head and then became furious: "Damn it."

One of the group of ten people who died of wind fell to the ground, and the exposed skin was black. Needless to say, he was also seriously poisoned by the ninja.

"Old guy, don't know how to divide it, let's talk about it before killing them." Xiao Feng's murderous aura expanded and locked in Sakamura: "He is mine."

"You, and you, come together." Old Jing didn't know what to do, pointed to Kameda and Di Ninja and said slowly.

"I'm not your opponent." Unexpectedly, Kameda shook his head: "Even Murakami Dao Tianzheng died at your hands. I'm still a certain distance from him."

"What do you want to say?" Mr. Jing asked in a deep voice.

"I gave in." Kameda said very simply.

"Abstaining from defeat, huh, do you think you can just admit defeat. Do you know who he is? He is my grandson. You are going to kill my grandson. Is it enough to admit defeat now?" Mr. Jing said at the end, his voice was already cold, and a trace of murderous aura was spreading.

Kameda was shocked. The person the organization was going to kill was actually the man's grandson. "I will leave China right away, how about it."

Mr. Jing shook his head: "Stop talking nonsense, you must die."

Kameda's face changed, and he gritted his teeth for the last time: "Okay, since you are too forced, I'll ask for advice." After that, he made a gesture to the turtle, pulled out a Japanese knife, and rushed forward quickly.

At the same time, the Diren disappeared from the spot, turning into afterimages, moving around Mr. Jing, covering the cold lights, with murderous aura.

"Ask for advice, you are not qualified yet." Old Jing snorted coldly, and his hidden force surged, slashing open Kameda's Japanese sword with one palm.

With a "click", Kameda's Japanese sword was cut off from it, scaring him to take a quick step back. His sword was not an ordinary thing, but unexpectedly it was cut off with his palm.

"Old guy, don't watch the fun, I slaughter you today." Xiao Feng shouted coldly, grabbed a mountain-opening axe, and smashed it hard towards Sakamura.

‘Pa’, the mountain-opening axe collided with the samurai sword, and a series of sparks burst out.

"Breaking the Wind Slash, the fifth level of strength." Xiao Feng roared long, and the mountain axe made a roaring sound, covering the major points of Sakamura, clearly trying to kill with one blow.

Sakamura also screamed a few times, and a samurai sword protected the vital points of his body, sending the strongest blow.

‘Bang’, Xiao Feng’s body flew backwards, his arms numb.

Sakamura was even more unbearable. The samurai sword was broken into two pieces, and a wound appeared on his arm, and blood gushed out. There was also a shoe print on his chest, and he opened his mouth and let a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!