In the collapsed sofa, Zhang Fan opened his eyes blankly, suddenly felt that the place where he started was smooth, and then subconsciously rubbed it...

In his arms, the white fox dancer trembled and suddenly looked up at Zhang Fan's confused and helpless eyes. His lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were full of anger and a hint of grievance.

Zhang Fan was confused...

Who am I? Where am I? Why is there a woman in my arms who is almost unclothed?

Wait, I seemed to be coming in a nightclub, I got drunk, and then...and what happened?

Me, I won’t do something amazing when I get drunk, right?!!

Zhang Fan subconsciously hugged the white fox dancer in his arms, and he fell into self-doubt.

Swish—!

The gray sword light of the old man in kimono slashed through the air, and a sneer appeared on his old face. He kicked the bones of the white fox dancer just now. The other party should have no power to resist. As long as this knife continues, she and the passerby will surely die.

Time--!

A white arc flashed by, and the old man in kimono felt a flash in front of him, and his long sword was easily blocked. Standing in front of him was a strange boy holding a long white sword.

"If you want to kill someone, I don't care about you, but you shouldn't involve us, and you shouldn't sneak attack on my brother." Hanyuhara's eyes looked at the old man kimono calmly and said lightly.

The old man in kimono frowned, "Where did the junior come from? How dare I stop me from killing people? Forget it, just kill them together."

The gray long sword suddenly changed direction, twisted a strange arc, and slashed towards Hanyuhara's neck, but Hanyuhara seemed to have seen through his movements long ago. Shiraki Shiki in her hand waved a series of afterimages to block every attack from the other party.

Two long swords collided like lightning, causing dense sparks to be produced in the air.

Hanyuhara did not use his abilities, but used the purest sword technique to fight him, which was a respect for a former swordsman.

Seeing that the old kimono was stopped for no reason, the fat man with a dark yellow light slight narrowed his eyes and suddenly flew into the ground, swimming between the floors like a swimming fish, quietly approaching the white fox dancer.

In this chaotic nightclub, most people's attention was attracted by the extremely thrilling sword duel. No one would have thought that there was still someone moving under their feet.

Of course, there is one person.

Ji Qianming did not go to see the sword duel, but blinked his eyes and silently stared at the floor beneath his feet. The eyes seemed to be able to see through the ground and firmly locked the fat man's position.

Just as he was about to touch the White Fox Dancer, Ji Qianming suddenly took a step forward, raised his right foot, and stepped heavily to a certain position on the ground!

Dong--!!

A dull sound came, and the floor under his feet burst into pieces. A fat man spitted blood and rolled out of it. The dark yellow light on his body was extremely dim. He groaned and hit a table leg and collapsed softly on the ground.

At the same time, the dark yellow light covering the walls and doors of the nightclub faded and everything returned to its original state.

"That's it?" Ji Qianming grinned, as if he was a little unhappy.

Look at how exciting the sword battle between Hanyuhara and the old kimono man is, I just stepped on you and you can't do it? Tsk... boring.

"Look! Is that Ming Emperor?"

The scene of Ji Qianming stomping the floor just now attracted the attention of most people. Finally, someone noticed the man who had been locked in the corner. After seeing his appearance clearly, he exclaimed.

"Nani?! It seems, it really seems!"

"This is Minghuang himself! Ahhh, it's more handsome than on the video!"

"Ming Emperor is here in Tokyo! He is still in the same nightclub as us... Oh my God! Am I dreaming!"

"Don't he get married tomorrow? Why are he still coming to a nightclub today? It's a single carnival night?"

"Look, is the one who is fighting Yuhuang? Why is it so handsome!!!"

"I heard that Yu Emperor is from Tokyo!"

"I must ask him for an autograph later! I want to take a photo with him!"

"The Emperor Ming and Emperor Yu are here, where is the Emperor of Mortal?!"

"Emmmm... Have you noticed that the dancer who was holding the dancer on the ground seemed to be the Emperor?"

"Hey? So is the kind of person in Man Emperor..."

"The three emperors who killed the God King are here!! My God!"

“…”

Seeing the dark yellow light fading away, the people who had originally planned to escape from the place of right and wrong suddenly became excited. Not only did they not want to leave, they also tried desperately to meet Ji Qianming and Zhang Fan, looking like crazy fans.

In Tokyo, Yu Emperor is very popular, almost at the same level as Ming Emperor. After all, Hanyu is originally an authentic Tokyo native, which makes them very proud.

As for the Emperor of the Moon... I guess after this incident, the loss of powder will be very serious.

Ji Qianming's heart skipped a beat, and the crackling of videos echoed in the nightclub, and a hint of despair appeared in his heart.

It's over... something big happened!

bite--!

A crisp sound sounded, and Hanohara took off the sword of the old man in the kimono, and then a cold light flashed, and Bai Xueji left a deep and bone-stricken knife mark on his body.

This sword showdown was Hanyuhara who won.

Suddenly, a slight sound of loading bullets came from around him. Ji Qianming frowned, and his spiritual sense swept across the audience in an instant. More than a dozen men in black holding miniature submachine guns were found entering from outside the door, pointing their muzzles at Zhang Fan and the white fox dancer, and hooking the trigger.

Dada dada dada dada-!

The flames spurted, and dense bullets flew towards the two of them. The deafening gunshots echoed in the nightclub, scaring the others to squat down with their heads in their arms.

Seeing this, the unmovable white fox dancer felt a hint of despair in his heart, and subconsciously shrank his head into Zhang Fan's arms.

When the gunshot suddenly rang, the drunk Zhang Fan had already realized the current situation. His left pupil flashed with golden light, freezing all the bullets half a meter beside them. The dense bullets formed a barrage, unable to make any progress.

The White Fox Dancer waited for a long time but didn't wait until the bullet hit her. She raised her head slightly and suddenly was stunned when she saw the hovering bullet around her, and subconsciously looked at Zhang Fan.

It's him?! He is the Emperor of the Ordinary!

Zhang Fan calmly glanced around, and the golden light of his left pupil flashed again. All the bullets shot back according to the original flight trajectory, accurately killing all the gunmen. Duoduo blood burst out and splashed in the chaotic nightclub.

The golden light faded, and he noticed the white fox dancer's gaze. He looked down and looked at him, his eyes facing each other, and his cheeks turned slightly red...

"Although I don't know what I have done, I'll apologize to you first..." As he said that, he took off his black coat and wrapped it on the white fox dancer to cover up the spring scenery in the garden.

"Get out of here!" Ji Qianming said anxiously when he saw that the fanatical fans around him were about to surround him.
Chapter completed!