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Chapter 281 The Ninja Defeated(2/2)

"Whoa!"

A sharp sword light slashed towards Ishida Oni's position, but only a large black smoke could be seen dissipating, leaving nothing behind.

Xu Ping didn't stop for a moment, and then he rushed over.

Just as he was about to chase after him, he saw Master Wanjun under the arms of the giant evil ghost, his face as white as paper, and the Bodhisattva's body behind him was also swaying unsteadily.

In the midst of rescuing people and pursuing, Xu Ping made a quick decision.

He jumped up with the ghost-slaying sword in hand, and the light of the ghost-slaying sword turned into a half-moon, cutting off the head of the ferocious evil ghost and saving Master Wanjun.

As the head was cut off, the evil ghost's body appeared to collapse, and countless wronged souls howled.

If these innocent souls were allowed to wander in the underworld, they didn't know how much trouble they would cause. Xu Ping hurriedly escaped from the ghost hunting order, threw them up in the night sky, turned into a ghost passage, and took all these innocent souls into the underworld.

By the time the sky dimmed, all the ninjas around the mansion had been wiped out.

The body and soul were burned away in a fire, leaving nothing behind.



"Asshole!"

"This group... this group... I don't see them showing up on weekdays. Are they here to destroy my good deeds? When I return to my great glory, I will definitely bulldoze every hilltop of them."

Inside the camp.

Pu Yi was furious.

He finally found a way to recover, but he never expected that the one he relied on had been completely wiped out.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, and this news was delivered to him by the remaining ninjas in the city.

The name of the ninja who came to deliver the message was Pingye Yifu, and he was also a ninja leader.

Just because I spent too much money at the Japanese brothel last night, when I saw the news, it was really hard to get up, so I postponed it a little bit.

When he watched from a distance, he was dumbfounded. He left very decisively without looking back. Only then did he escape what happened last night.

And when he went to count the number of people overnight, he found that the thousands of ninjas he originally commanded were now less than a hundred, and there were only about sixty people. He was so angry that he didn't dare to do anything wrong again.

After instructing his men not to go out or make trouble during this period, he quickly ran over here.

Because he knew that there was another very important task here.

"Mr. Puyi, the nature of this matter is very bad. Our common enemies now are only them, and they are waging war against us!"

Muto Hide said extremely seriously, with an expression of sadness on his face that could not be concealed.

Until now, she still doesn't know which of her companions survived last night's encounter.

The other people are not important, the main thing is a few Tennin-sama. These are all national treasures. Every death of them is an extremely big loss.

Puyi looked at Muto Hidehe and Ipichi Fuku in front of him. The respect that was still on his face was slowly disappearing. He just said indifferently: "In this case, what are you going to do?"

If the two people in front of him no longer have any effect on him, he will no longer pretend to be a grandson.

Muto Hide looked grim: "I will definitely report this matter. I believe that more revenge will come soon."

When Pu Yi heard this, he was delighted, "You mean, you still have people coming?"

Mutoxiu glanced at him and affirmed: "Of course, maybe that one will come too..."

Now that all the Tian Ninja have been killed, to deal with these cultivators, someone higher must appear and kill them first.

Building bridges and paving roads is an indispensable step before taking real action.



"Xiao Xu, we can say that we won a great victory last night!" Master Dinghu looked excited.

Xu Ping shook his head: "It's a pity that Ishida ghost escaped."

Master Dinghu said: "You already said that he was seriously injured. He will not get better within a few decades. He might have died in some ravine by now."

"correct!"

"How is Master Wanjun's injury?"

Xu Ping said: "I have broken a few old bones, but I still can't die."

"That's good!"

Master Dinghu looked at Uncle Jiu on the side and said, "Fengjiao, I heard that one of my disciples was seriously injured?"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said: "Master, he is a man of low literary talent and a lowly moral character. He suffered some injuries. He will be fine after a period of recuperation."

Not long after, Gu Nianhua walked in, poured some tea, and winked at Xu Ping when she went out.

Master Dinghu and Uncle Jiu both had strange smiles on their faces. Xu Ping scratched his forehead in embarrassment, "Um, I'm going out for a while."

Usually when they were talking, Gu Nianhua would rarely call him like this, which made Xu Ping a little curious.

After leaving the door, he saw Gu Nianhua waiting for him not far away.

Xu Ping hurried over and asked, "Xiaohua, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Gu Nianhua handed over a letter and said, "This letter was given to you by Miss Hu Qing'er from Wanghaitang, and she also asked me to deliver it to you."

Xu Ping was stunned for a moment, but he never expected that Gu Nianhua would deliver a letter for her.

In front of her, he casually opened the envelope. Xu Ping read it quickly, with a solemn expression on his face, and handed the letter to Gu Nianhua.

"she says……"

"Hu Santana is the Chama of this generation of shamans, and she is indeed in the camp, working for your father and the others. Now she has discovered the collusion between Pu Yi and the Japanese Ninjas, and wants to see me."

Gu Nianhua put down the letter and looked at Xu Ping, "What to do, what to do, Brother Xu, you don't have to pay attention to me."

Xu Ping smiled and touched her head.

Originally, his plan was to deal with the ninjas first and then deal with matters in the camp.

Puyi, who has lost the support of the Japanese ninja people, is like a paper tiger that has lost its minions. As for the so-called gods...

"snort!"

"I've already killed a Bodhisattva, why are I so afraid of you, a wild god?"
Chapter completed!
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