Chapter 667: Chapter 667

Zhunxing, after all, was a Human Level Martial Artist, and he had clearly seen Long Yi's quick movement to draw his blade just now. Long Yi's movements were extremely agile, and his Blade Technique was even more fierce, clearly a ruthless character.

"You must be a Jonin from Japan," Zhunxing said, having calmed down by now, speaking indifferently.

"Not bad, just from one glance you were able to recognize my cultivation. It seems that as the leader of the Red Spider, you are not entirely useless," Long Yi said with a smile.

Zhunxing snorted lightly. "It seems that the Yamaguchi-gumi really put in the effort; to deal with us, the Red Spider, they really used so many Jonins."

The corner of Long Yi's mouth slightly raised. "The former head of our Sankou Group died at your hands. We, the people of Japan, will make you understand that we are not to be trifed with easily. For every drop of blood we shed, I will return it ten, a hundred times."

Zhunxing glanced at the men dressed in black holding pistols behind Long Yi. "Since you're a Samurai, dare you face me one-on-one?"

"Very well, then I will personally slay you," Long Yi said before turning to his companions. "During the course of our duel, let no one fire a shot."

"Yes!" The men in black behind Long Yi almost chorused in unison.

"Draw your weapon." Long Yi, holding a Japanese sword, took a few large strides forward.

At this moment, Er Mao directly passed a machete to Zhunxing.

Zhunxing took the machete and then boldly stepped up to Long Yi.

"Today, I will let you see what real Blade Technique is!" Long Yi said and suddenly raised his Japanese sword vertically, then with a powerful force, he slashed down.

This strike was extremely fast and the angle was particularly tricky.

Zhunxing immediately responded with a counter-cross cut. At this moment, he had no intention of holding back, engaging in a desperate fight-to-the-death approach.

Zhunxing understood his own strength; he simply couldn't compete with a Jonin from Japan, he was only betting on a mutual destruction.

To his surprise, Long Yi hadn't expected Zhunxing to adopt such a reckless fighting style right from the start, and temporarily he dared not clash head-on. In such an overwhelmingly advantageous position, if Long Yi were to die along with Zhunxing, he'd be a fool.

Immediately, Long Yi withdrew his sword and dodged.

Swish swish... Zhunxing's machete merely cut air.

Though two strikes missed, Zhunxing didn't give up; he pressed forward, his machete slashing again towards Long Yi.

At this time, Zhunxing had no intention of defending himself, hell-bent on a mutually destructive battle.

Long Yi found himself somewhat unable to cope for a moment, pressed into disarray by Zhunxing.

Then, relying on this desperate resolve and mutually destructive combat style, Zhunxing managed to contend evenly with Long Yi, irritating him considerably.

But no matter how irritated he was, he really had no solution for the moment. Doesn't Huaxia Country have a saying?

The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who disregard their lives. And now, Zhunxing was that person who disregarded his life.

"If you want to die that badly, then I'll send you to your death!"

The two battled fiercely for five minutes, by which time, Zhunxing's strength had significantly decreased, his machete full of openings. Finally, Long Yi found a gap. His Japanese sword thrust forward, and in the blink of an eye, pierced through Zhunxing's shoulder.

Injured, Zhunxing's right hand dropped the machete to the ground.

Before Zhunxing could make another move, Long Yi's Japanese sword was already pointed at Zhunxing's throat.

Zhunxing, however, was unconcerned. "Since I've lost, stop ****ing talking and get on with it, kill or slice, just be quick."

Long Yi, hearing Zhunxing's words, let out a laugh. "Just killing you would be letting you off too easy."

Zhunxing glanced at Long Yi. "So what do you want to do?"

"Now, call the remaining people of the Red Spider here for a meeting... Make sure all of them come," Long Yi said while tapping the blade of his Japanese sword on Zhunxing's jaw.

The blade was cold... but Zhunxing was entirely unmoved.

Zhunxing looked at Long Yi as if he were an idiot. "You want me to call all the Red Spiders here so you can wipe us out in one fell swoop?"

Long Yi nodded. "Exactly, that's what I want."

"Don't be stupid, even if I die, I won't betray my brothers. If you have the ability, just kill me now," Zhunxing said.

At that moment, Long Yi's Japanese sword swiftly slashed down.

Zhunxing immediately felt a chill on his chest; when he looked down, his shirt was directly sliced off by Long Yi.

However, although his shirt was cut off, his skin was unharmed. Zhunxing understood that this was clearly Long Yi showing off his Blade Technique right in front of him.

"If you don't make the call, it doesn't matter; I can just chop you into pieces..." Long Yi said, his mouth curling into a sinister smile. "I will slice off your flesh strip by strip, very quickly, I assure you. By the end, you will definitely be able to watch your own heart beating!"

"Go to hell!" Zhunxing clenched his teeth.

Long Yi was not angered. "Mr. Zhunxing, thinking like that, wouldn't it be too painful? If I were you, I definitely wouldn't suffer needlessly for some damned loyalty."

"Damn you, Long Yi, rest assured, if I die, someone will definitely avenge me. By then, you, Long Yi, will be a hundred times worse off!"

Having said that, Zhunxing suddenly lunged forward.

It was clear that Zhunxing intended to commit suicide on the blade's edge.

However, Long Yi reacted quickly and kicked Zhunxing to the ground with one foot.

"You think you can die just like that? There's no such simple thing in the world," Long Yi said and then spoke a few incomprehensible words of Japanese to his subordinates behind him.

Although incomprehensible, the meaning was simple—it was nothing more than signaling his men to prop Zhunxing up.

After Long Yi finished speaking, two men in black quickly approached, but just as they were about to reach Zhunxing, Er Mao suddenly charged at them.

Er Mao rushed over and kicked the two Japanese men to the ground.

"Japanese devils, today I'm going all out against you!" After saying that, Er Mao picked up a machete that Zhunxing had used but had dropped on the ground.

Long Yi snorted lightly, then turned to the men in black behind him and said in broken Huaxia language, "Shoot him."

Immediately, the sound of rifle bolts being drawn echoed through the warehouse.

At that moment, Er Mao looked back at Zhunxing. "Brother, I'll go ahead on the road to the underworld. Let's continue being brothers over there."

"Er Mao!" Zhunxing tried to get up but pulled his wound in doing so and fell again.

Er Mao, wielding the machete, charged at the nearest man in black.

With a swoosh... With a rise and fall of his hand, Er Mao cut the man down, standing dead straight. Er Mao himself was stunned as he hadn't expected to be able to down someone with so many gunmen around.

But Er Mao didn't have time to think. Now his thought was clear: killing one is even, killing two is a profit. With a backhand slice, another man in black was directly cleaved by Er Mao.

Er Mao collected his blade, and just as he was about to charge at Long Yi in desperation, he startlingly discovered that Long Yi was no longer before him.

What followed was even more unbelievable to Er Mao; all dozen men in black suddenly fell to the ground.

When Er Mao looked over, these people had bullet holes in their foreheads, clearly someone had used a hidden weapon to kill them all.

Realizing this, Er Mao looked at the two men he had cut down; they too had bullet holes in their foreheads, clearly they had been shot dead by someone else even before he had killed them.

It was only now that Er Mao understood why those men in black hadn't fired at him together.

And while Er Mao was still coming to terms with it, a figure suddenly stood right in front of him. Clearly, it was this person who had killed all those men in black.

"Brother Fan... Brother Fan..." Er Mao didn't recognize the person, but Zhunxing did.

The person was Ding Fan.

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"You go take care of Zhunxing; I'll handle the remaining dog," Ding Fan said to Er Mao behind him.

At that moment, Er Mao hadn't even regained his bearings yet.

A single person, in the blink of an eye, had shot dead more than a dozen assassins armed with handguns. It was incredibly godlike, monstrously deviant.

Even though Er Mao had experienced it firsthand, he still found it hard to believe. How could there be such an awesome person in this world?

"Er Mao, Brother Fan's got the rest under control, come over here," Zhunxing called again when he saw Er Mao spacing out.

Only then did Er Mao come to his senses and hurriedly helped Zhunxing up.

"Brother Fan is so amazing..." Er Mao said.

Zhunxing looked at Ding Fan's figure. "As long as Brother Fan is here, Red Spider will not perish."

At that moment, Er Mao nodded, his eyes also filled with hope.

"Japanese dogs, you can come out now..." At this time, Ding Fan stood in the middle of the warehouse with his hands behind his back and spoke loudly.

"You Huaxia people are too cunning, attacking us stealthily. What is this, where is your so-called honor?" Long Yi appeared before Ding Fan.

Ding Fan looked at Long Yi coldly. "Honor? With you Japanese dogs, we have no honor to speak of."

Long Yi frowned. "Who are you?"

"I'm the one who killed your Sankou Group leader, my name is Ding Fan." Ding Fan didn't hide his identity at all.

Generally speaking, if Ding Fan decided to reveal his name, it meant either he considered the person a friend or, more likely, he had already considered the person as good as dead.

A dead man knowing his name wasn't of any use.

"So it's you!" Long Yi's brows tightened, his grip on his katana even tighter.

"Weren't you being very arrogant just now? Why the hesitance now? Come on, let me see what you're made of," Ding Fan taunted Long Yi as if beckoning a dog.

Long Yi hesitated slightly.

Long Yi had seen clearly that Ding Fan had used iron nails to instantly kill those more than a dozen people, being able to target at different angles simultaneously, and with such strong force at that, made it clear that Ding Fan was not an easy opponent!

Therefore, Long Yi dared not act rashly.

"If you won't make a move, then I'll be unceremonious!" Ding Fan said, then waved his right hand.

Suddenly, a Wind Blade slashed towards him...

"What is that?" Long Yi was momentarily dumbfounded...