The entire Huaxia Street fell into complete silence again.
Tarsen and Di Long both had expressions as if they'd eaten shit, unable to relax anymore.
Is this for real? Faced with Fukuda Hideyuki's preemptive, full-force strike, Jiang Feng broke it with two fingers again, unharmed?
Could he be a War God in human skin?
The shop owners secretly observing were also all pale-faced.
Their belief, the new aid Di Long brought, couldn't even withstand one round against Jiang Feng!
Even Xiao Ye Zhengxiong frowned tightly, staring at Jiang Feng with a look of vigilance!
"Crash!!" With a sound, Fukuda Hideyuki slapped a table in the shop to pieces, standing up in rage and walking back out.
His left face had been blown out by Jiang Feng's slap, completely collapsed, with half of his features remaining, bloodied and terrifying!
"Bastard! Unforgivable!! Chinese flea, you insulted me!!"
Holding a broken sword, Fukuda Hideyuki snarled through clenched teeth and charged at Jiang Feng with a menacing killing aura!
This time, he unleashed his Samurai swordsmanship to the extreme, cutting through the air with a fierce crackling noise!
However, before he reached Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng stepped on Fukuda Hideyuki's foot, instantly halting his movements, causing him to let out a more tragic scream!
Jiang Feng ground his foot into Fukuda Hideyuki's foot, crushing it to pulp, then yanked his beard downwards, delivering a palm strike to Fukuda Hideyuki's throat, directly shattering his cervical vertebrae.
Even so, Jiang Feng didn't release his foot, and as Fukuda Hideyuki was about to collapse, he delivered a second palm strike.
This time, Fukuda Hideyuki's entire upper body was crushed, his feet skidding a long distance, leaving a trail of bright red blood, crashing into the ruined shop again.
Except this time, he couldn't get up again.
Hiss—
The entire street was so silent that a pin drop could be heard, and all the shopkeepers retracted their heads, shivering like cicadas in winter!
"Chinese Dragon, I have an idea!"
Tarsen, cold sweat dripping, said to Di Long: "How about while that ninja can still buy us some time, we make a break for it, what do you think?"
"The 'Flying Dragon Bar' is a place where you can enter but not leave!"
Di Long regretted deeply!
He hadn't anticipated that when he built this headquarters, someone would push him to a dead end on this street, leaving no retreat!
Now, he could only pin his hopes on Xiao Ye Zhengxiong, betting everything on one throw!
Meanwhile, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong watched his old partner get effortlessly dealt with by Jiang Feng, feeling a chill down his spine!
Even if he made a move, he couldn't easily defeat Fukuda Hideyuki, proving that Jiang Feng was terrifyingly powerful to the extreme!
"Chinese, you are terrifying!" Xiao Ye Zhengxiong struggled for a long time to utter these words, glaring at Jiang Feng.
He knew that with the others dead, only he could fight Jiang Feng to the death!
"However, I believe that if I give it my all, I can still kill you!!"
Saying this, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong suddenly raised his hands, making a traditional Island Country ninja sealing gesture—left hand wrapped around right hand, right hand vertical with the middle and index fingers, and then shouted: "Secret Technique—Four Directions Killing Skill!!"
With these words, Di Long and Tarsen upstairs only saw a blur, as Xiao Ye Zhengxiong's figure swiftly flashed behind him like a ghost, while the figure in front was still present!
Then, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong moved to the rear diagonal, creating a third figure, and afterward, the third figure instantly moved to Jiang Feng's front diagonal!
Thus, four Xiao Ye Zhengxiong figures appeared around Jiang Feng in four different directions.
Because Xiao Ye Zhengxiong was constantly making rapid movements, it was impossible to tell which was his real body; it was as if all four were real, extremely bizarre!
However, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong's deceptive speed display was child's play to Jiang Feng.
Because Xiao Ye Zhengxiong's movement technique seemed to Jiang Feng like a slow-motion replay ten times slower, ridiculously pathetic.
Four Directions Killing Skill, a secret technique... The name might sound good, but isn't it just an Eye-blocking Technique...
Going all out, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong didn't notice the contempt in Jiang Feng's eyes, when suddenly, his first figure launched an attack!
It came charging at Jiang Feng's rear diagonally, with a shuriken appearing from the sleeve and aimed directly at Jiang Feng's back!
Jiang Feng slightly shifted, letting it miss, while a dangerous aura came from the other side!
Jiang Feng tilted his head calmly, watching another Xiao Ye Zhengxiong figure appear in front of him, the shuriken brushing past his ear.
"Huh?!"
After two failed attacks, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong was even more terrified!
His "secret technique" wasn't just ordinary rapid movement; it was truly at an extreme speed, so the four afterimages could all be understood as his four bodies, capable of almost indistinguishable simultaneous attacks!
Yet even so, Jiang Feng remained unharmed?
Unconvinced, Xiao Ye Zhengxiong maneuvered the third figure with the shuriken around to Jiang Feng's front, intending to pierce Jiang Feng's chest directly.
However, before he could do so, Jiang Feng punched him in the nose, sending him flying and landing awkwardly on the ground.
Thus, the four shadows Xiao Ye Zhengxiong painstakingly created were all shattered.
He rolled a long way before struggling to his feet, clutching his blood-gushing face, propping himself up with one hand, half-crouched and panting heavily.
"Were you here just to waste my time?" Jiang Feng frowned, looking at Xiao Ye Zhengxiong.
Xiao Ye Zhengxiong was so angry that his chest nearly exploded!
He had already predicted Jiang Feng's immense power, but he hadn't expected Jiang Feng to be invincible to this degree!
Masters who had died from his "Four Directions Killing Skill" numbered no less than eighty or a hundred, yet Jiang Feng seemed to have eyes all over his body, not even getting scratched!
"Chinese, you forced me!"
Xiao Ye Zhengxiong spat viciously, then suddenly tore off his shirt and began cutting his arms, chest, and even neck with the shuriken, carving strange patterns.
He was soon covered in blood from head to toe.
Huh?
Jiang Feng frowned at this, witnessing yet more self-mutilation more severe than Hou Bo's previous show.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
As Xiao Ye Zhengxiong cut and disfigured himself, his mouth suddenly erupted in a horrific wail.
The muscles in his back bulged rapidly, and he held his ground with both hands, grimacing as he stared up at Jiang Feng!
His eyes were blood red, drooling disgustingly, looking completely distorted and deformed!
"Ghost Species!!!!! This is the 'Ghost Species'!! I heard Xiao Ye Zhengxiong mention it before; is this his ultimate killing move—could it be this move?!"
Di Long, upstairs, was aghast and spoke with a hoarse voice!