Vol 3 Chapter 112: When the husband is in charge, Wan Fumo is on (3)

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon? Then I really want to see ..."
Feng Hao raised a brow and stared at the ghost warrior, Shen said: "So, you contact them and let them come right away, I'll wait for them here, lest I go looking for them one by one."
Feng Hao still said this.
Between the eyebrows, there was arrogance.
The seven warriors alive looked at each other with a cold light in their eyes, and then, as if they had agreed with each other, all performed Ninjutsu far away.
Stay away from abandoned factories full of steel and nails.
For strangers who can control things, these things are the best weapon to kill. In their view, as long as they are away from them, Feng Hao is like losing his arms.
"This man is exactly the same as the one we are following. It seems that the information is wrong. He is not only better than Miyamoto."
"There is no other way. He killed Miyamoto and took away the genetic medicine. Our task is to decapitate, recapture the medicine, and give it to the clan owner.
Several ninjas communicated by special means. They left the waste gas plant and were walking through the weeds. If you don't look closely, you won't find it.
The weeds were shaking as if a breeze was passing by.
However, no matter how strong these ninjas are, how clever the means of concealment is, and how good the Dafa refining practice is, there is nothing to hide under the spirit of Fenghao.
"Come on!"
Feng Hao stretched out his hand, and the seven rusty steel nails followed him. When he stood at the door of the factory building, the seven steel nails shot out with different trajectories.
Like seven flying swords.
puff!
A piercing sound sounded, and a ninja fell down.
puff! puff! puff!
Then, almost instantaneously, the sound of this body being penetrated also appeared in other places. Instantly, the ghost warrior at the forefront appeared sharply.
He is the second best player in the Ninja clan, second only to Miyamoto.
However, he is also a master of kendo and martial arts that can sweep the whole country, but in the face of Fenghao's means, he has no heart to fight.
This is beyond their ability. Only when the great in the legend of country R is dispatched, it may be able to compete with it.
"Baga, so powerful, is he the King of Magnetism?"
Some ninjas are astounded. This method is too similar to the Magneto King in Marvel movies. It controls steel, killing people and thinking.
Uh!
Another ninja was pierced through the heart and died in the grass. He didn't know how to die.
When the last steel nail was about to pierce the Onimusha, it was crawled by the Onimusha and it was perfectly avoided.
"Good!"
Feng Hao nodded secretly. This ghost martial artist should be the leader of these people. His strength is already not weak, and it is really good to be able to escape his killing blow.
Subsequently, Feng Hao's body moved, and he caught up with him directly. He didn't need to look at it with his naked eyes, and Shennian had already locked the ghost martial artist.
The purpose of these people is to kill themselves and seize genetic medicine, but unfortunately they have found the wrong person.
"Did you get rid of it? It's dangerous ..."
The ghost martial artist saw Feng Hao not chasing for a long time, his body was hidden in the darkness, and he was slightly relieved.
"is it?"
However, Feng Hao's voice suddenly sounded without warning.
The ghost warrior trembled, turned his head sharply, and found that only a few centimeters away from him, Feng Hao was inserting his hands in his trouser pockets, staring at him with a playful color.
"When did you come? Why ... no breath."
The ghost martial artist's eyes were shocked. Feng Hao seemed to be waiting for him long ago, especially ... As a ninja, he didn't feel Feng Hao's breath from beginning to end.
From the perspective of Onimusha, Feng Hao is a ninja more than a ninja.
"Since you found me, you should know my identity and strength." Feng Hao looked at the ghost warrior in front of him.
"You killed Miyamoto, which is a challenge to the entire ninja world. Your appearance has appeared in the underground organizations of the whole country, and you will not feel better."
Onimusha stared at Feng Hao, his body trembling slightly.
The pressure that Feng Hao brought to him was very great. Although there was no powerful breath bursting out, the look was a kind of grandeur.
As if everything, in his eyes were ants.
"Really? Then congratulations, they found a good opponent."
Feng Hao smiled, then stood up, looked to the south, a little lost, there was a place where the Yin Yang division was located, and the air was filled with a sense of anger.
"What are you looking at?"
Onimusha is curious.
"Like you, waiting for someone to take my life." Feng Hao whispered softly.
The ghost warrior heard the words, but his body was shaking, and he was waiting for someone to kill him, but he was completely killed instead.
Those people will undoubtedly end up like them?
"They are the yin and yang divisions?" Gui Wuzhi said slumping.
"you know?"
Feng Hao glanced at the ghost warrior, with a hint of drama in his eyes.
"I know, I know, they are people of the shrine forces, and you have been followed by them, most of them have no hope of living ..."
Onimusha's eyes were full of panic, and he seemed to think of something, but his body shivered.
"How to say?"
Feng Hao stared at this person with interest, did he know some secrets of the Master Yin Yang, and thinking of this, Feng Hao was not in a hurry to start.
"Do you know the legend of country R?" Onimusha calmed down.
Feng Hao shook his head and said, "I never knew."
"..."
The ghost warrior is silent, not even the legend of country R, ​​but he dares to be so arrogant. Do n’t you know that there is still a mountain high?
"Since you don't know, it's useless to say anything. Anyway, you better not mess with that group of people, otherwise, sooner or later, this genetic medicine will fall into their hands."
A cold light emerged from the eyes of the ghost martial arts. For the yin and yang divisions, they were naturally incompatible, but relatively speaking, the yin and yang divisions' methods were much stronger.
That's someone who can manipulate other powers.
"Unfortunately, I just killed another yin-yang division and beheaded a toad." Feng Hao carelessly did not feel how powerful the yin-yang division was.
No matter how powerful, can it be comparable to those cosmic monsters?
"Nani ..."
When the ghost warrior heard Feng Hao's words, the whole man shivered and shouted, "You killed Masaru Inoue? That's a strong Yin-Yang teacher. His deity is a 400-year-old frog god. It is famous in the yin and yang division. "
"Well, Inoue? Is it strong?" Feng Hao frowned.
"Mum!"
The ghost warrior swallowed his throat and looked at Feng Hao as if he were a ghost. He can control the gods for four hundred years, and his strength is very good.
Even if it is Miyamoto, when you meet this person, you must drink and hate.
The yin and yang divisions rarely show up, but their existence is the most mysterious group of people in the country, more mysterious than the ninja family.
But I did not expect that the Chinese in front of him actually killed Inoue by such a powerful Yinyang division. It was really powerful.
Feng Hao ignored the shocking color on the faces of the ghost martial arts, and then asked, "The legend of the r country you said earlier is related to the yin and yang division? Are these some big demon known in the r country?"
"That's not a demon, it's a god!" Onimusha argued.
"Whatever it is, all disappear!"
Feng Hao muttered in a low voice, what gods, in his opinion, were just some evil spirits who fortunately became ghosts after death, or those made by people.
Such an existence can only be exploited by some people. It hurts ordinary people and it is useless to stay in the world.