Rebirth in the Urban World: I Am the Immortal King

"What?"

The five jounin, including Yang Lin, all looked shocked. Someone actually caught the jounin's full blow with two fingers.

Unless you are much stronger than the opponent, you can't do this at all. This young man looks to be in his teens at most. Did he start practicing martial arts in his mother's belly?

Ji Wufeng said to Yang Feiyun who was sitting on the ground stupidly: "Hey, kid, are you dead?

If you're not dead, stand up quickly. Your legs are so scared that your legs are weak and you almost wet your pants. Are you still a man? "

Yang Feiyun has a stubborn personality. When he heard this, he got up and said angrily: "Who said that my legs are weak?

Young Master, I am a real man, I just accidentally tripped and fell. "

Ji Wufeng chuckled and said, "Well, even if it was an accident just now, you said you are a real man, but have you ever killed anyone?"

"kill?

Of course I have killed them, I have killed quite a few. "

Yang Feiyun shouted, but his confidence was obviously not enough.

"Well, I'll leave this to you. Kill him and I will admit that you are a real man!"

After saying that, he released the two fingers holding the blade.

"Asshole, what do you want to do?"

When Yang Lin saw it, his face turned pale with fright, and he wanted to rush over, but the Jonin who was knocked away by him rushed over and stopped him. He could only shout anxiously: "Master, run!"

Ji Wu charged at Jin Yu, while Murong Wuji and Wen Jingtao raised their fingers and said fiercely: "You three, each of you, will resolve the battle within one minute. If you can't complete the task, I want you to look good!"

Yang Lin had a look of disbelief. Those were three jounin, and their strength was equivalent to that of an innate warrior. Even if he wanted to win, he couldn't do it in a short time. This guy actually asked them to resolve the battle within a minute. That's simply not possible. It's just idiotic talk and overestimation of one's abilities.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jingtao licked his lips and said, "Let's compete to see who can kill his opponent first."

"Haha, no problem, you can't compare to me."

Murong Wuji puffed out his chest and said.

"Then let's make a bet. Whoever loses will buy a drink. Do you dare to come?"

"Hey! It's obvious that you just want to treat us. Come on, how can you not come?"

Jin Yu said confidently.

Yang Lin was speechless for a while. These boys were not very young, but their tone was quite serious.

In an instant, his whole person changed. Three sharp and terrifying auras suddenly erupted and stood up from the ground, like three indestructible swords that had been unsheathed and were about to pierce the sky! The three of them are all born at the first level, but after Ji Wufeng's guidance, their true combat power is definitely far beyond their current cultivation levels.

"kill!"

Wen Jingtao shouted coldly, and the three of them moved, and their bodies rushed out like sharp arrows from the string.

A Jonin was also frightened by them and yelled, "Kill them!"

Those low-level ninjas immediately swarmed towards the three of them. Murong Wuji's lips curled up with a trace of bloody cruelty, and he said: "Before eating the main meal, let's have some side dishes to appetize."

"Just what I want, kill!"

The three of them immediately stopped and rushed towards the group of low-level warriors. Suddenly, the three of them were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and their bodies were like ghosts. There was a rain of blood and broken limbs flying all over the sky.

In just ten seconds, more than half of the large number of low-level ninjas were slaughtered. Blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor. The three people covered in blood were like the gods of hell, waving the death scythes in their hands.

Ji Wufeng looked at Yang Feiyun and said in a cold tone: "Did you see that?

This is called killing, this is called a real man, can you do it? "

The scene in front of him made Yang Feiyun couldn't help but tremble in his legs and his hair stood on end. How could this be killing someone?

It's basically killing chickens. Compared with this, those so-called rivers and lakes fights are just children's playing house, not on the same level at all.

In less than thirty seconds, all the low-level ninjas had turned into corpses. The entire Shenwu Dojo had simply turned into a Shura field, and the smell of blood was nauseating.

The three of them did not make any pause, and turned into three afterimages and rushed towards the three jounin.

In just a short moment, all his subordinates were killed. Several jounin also looked shocked. Seeing the three of them rushing towards them, they immediately roared and rushed towards them.

The six people were entangled together, and the sword light suddenly flashed, and the sword energy emitting cold light struck the floor, and cracks immediately appeared.

Six figures disappeared and appeared, and it was impossible to tell who was who with the naked eye. The only sound that could be heard was the harsh collision between the spurs and the samurai swords.

Seeing that one minute was about to expire, the six people suddenly separated and each fell to the ground.

Jin Yu and the others wiped the bleeding military thorns on their clothes and put them away. Murong Wuji snapped his fingers and said, "Done!"

Puff puff puff puff! The katana in the hands of the three jounin suddenly fell to the ground, and at least a dozen blood pillars suddenly sprayed out from their bodies, and then they slowly collapsed to the ground, their eyes full of fear and doubt.

In just a few dozen seconds, the three jounin were stabbed with no fewer than a dozen holes by the swords in their hands.

Yang Lin's jaw almost dropped to the ground, my dear mother, where did these guys come from?

Are they all monsters?

That was a Jonin, with the strength of an innate warrior, but he was killed by these boys in less than a minute.

But at the moment when he was stunned, half of his head was almost cut off by a samurai sword, which immediately angered him completely.

"Go to hell!"

Yang Lin roared like a mad lion and pounced on the jounin. He punched out with all his strength and sent the opponent flying away, with a streak of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The man endured the injury and knew that he was no match for Yang Lin. He turned around and ran away. He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jin Yu and the others walked over and said with a smile: "Old Yang, it seems you are not doing well either?

Every time I hit him, my opponent was beaten away. "

Yang Lin's face turned red. He was looked down upon by several young men, and his face was completely humiliated today.

The Jonin whose blade was clamped by Ji Wufeng turned green. What kind of monsters did they encounter today?

Escape, if you don't escape, your life will be decided here.

He raised the knife in his hand and swung it out suddenly. The sharp sword light broke a stone pillar and stirred up dust all over the sky.

A cold light flashed in the corner of Ji Wufeng's eyes and he said: "Want to escape?

It's enough to have someone to lead the way, just stay with me! "

I saw him stamping on the ground fiercely, crushing the floor on the ground. A piece of gravel was shot out quickly. I heard a scream and a person fell from the air.

It was that Jonin whose chest was directly punctured, and blood and broken internal organs flowed all over the floor.