"It's done, take a photo, you must take pictures of the blood splattering from Dragon Boat Festival."

The Japanese spy officer watching the battle in the attic is directing people under his command to take pictures of the entire battle, and especially the tragic phenomenon of being killed on Dragon Boat Festival, they will put it on the front page and announce it.

As for the life and death of Chiba Qianshou, this is not important to the Japanese spy.

Chiba Chiju is indeed a big shot in Japan, but it is not as big as irreplaceable.

So they mobilized thousands of troops to send Qianye Qianshou to Bengbu. There was only one reason, that was, let Qianye Qianshou get rid of Dragon Boat Festival, and it was in public.

Once the Dragon Boat Festival dies, it will not only severely hit the morale of China, but also take action in Kaifeng, which will also give the Republic of China government a warning and let the Republic of China government know that there is no one in the great Japanese Empire that cannot be killed.

However, just when the Japanese spy showed a proud expression, when Dragon Boat Festival and Qianye Qianshou were about to die, a golden wine gourd came out of thin air, and shook in front of the eyes of Qianye Qianshou and Qianshou.

The gourd was like spiritual beings, first hitting Qianye Qianshou's forehead, and then hitting Bailong's head.

The two people who were about to die together also escaped the disaster because of their brief stagnation.

But Dragon Boat Festival and Chiba Qianshou were still killed at the same time.

The wounds of the Dragon Boat Festival were deeper, and the Dragon Boat Festival felt that the sword of Qianye Qianshou had been pressed against his bones.

The amount of bleeding was also very large, but fortunately it did not hurt the internal organs. He took two steps back and pressed his chest tightly with his left hand to prevent the large amount of bleeding from his chest.

But even so, he still made defensive moves and fought again with Chiba Qianshou at any time.

Qianye Qianshou was also injured, and his chest to shoulder was scratched by the Dragon Boat Festival dagger.

Although the injury is not very serious, it is unbearable for pain.

The old devil was furious and asked, "Who is sneak attacking? A slutty!"

Qianye Qianshou's Chinese language is still stiff, just like when he came to China with the Japanese pirates.

"Hmph, stinky brat. After practicing for a few days, I thought I was invincible in the world. It would be a good thing to suffer some losses."

At this moment, an old man sneer came.

Looking at the Dragon Boat Festival, I subconsciously grinned, because the person who came was not someone else, but his master - Ksitigarbha.

However, why is Dizang so coincidental? It appears in time when the Dragon Boat Festival life is hanging on the line?

The reason is very simple. Dizang accepted an apprentice in his late years. If he didn't pay attention, there would be a ghost.

He had nothing to do, so he hid in the dark every day to observe his disciple's growth. Even if the Dragon Boat Festival competed in Shanghai, he went there. But he didn't know about the Dragon Boat Festival.

At first, he was still very satisfied with the diligence of Dragon Boat Festival. But later, Dragon Boat Festival became lazy. At least he took less and less time to practice martial arts.

Dizang originally wanted to show up to educate his disciples. But then he thought that if he didn't suffer any losses in the Dragon Boat Festival, he would not have a memory.

So Dizang followed and watched until the Dragon Boat Festival was beaten by Qianye Qianshou and had no power to fight back.

Of course, Dizang no longer remembers Qianye who let him go. If Qianye hadn't said it himself, Dizang wouldn't even remember this.

Because he had killed more people back then, he also let go of many people who had no intention of fighting and kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Therefore, Qianye Qianshou was just one of the ants that Dizang let go back then.

"You, are you?"

At this moment, Qianye Qianshou also saw Dizang. Although they were doing it at night and it was raining, there were lights in the Presidential Palace.

Although the light would not shine far, he could see Dizang's face clearly at close range.

He will never forget this face in his life, because over the past twenty years, Di Ksitigarbha's face appeared in his dreams every day like a curse.

"You know the rules."

At this moment, Dizang said slowly and took a sip with the wine gourd.

His wine gourd is very interesting. It is as big as an adult's palm. It is a copper gourd with a rope made of unknown material tied to the middle of the gourd.

So if this gourd is beaten out, it can be taken back, just like a meteor hammer.

Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Chiba Qianshou didn't know what to do for a moment.

What he thought was to kill Dizang to avenge his previous shame, but his body was very honest and could not move at all.

His hands were shaking, and the knife seemed to be unable to hold it firmly.

"Master!"

At this moment, all the disciples of Yidaliu who noticed something wrong also surrounded him. Because it was too long and they saw their master getting a knife from a distance, they ran over eagerly.

However, it was this call of master that restored Qianye Qianshou's courage.

He could no longer kneel down and beg for mercy as he used to be, because he was the leader of Yidaoliu and the idol in the minds of hundreds of disciples under his sect.

"Hmph, I don't know what you are talking about. Today is just right, killing your master and disciple together."

Qianye Qianshou shouted fiercely, and the samurai sword in his hand pointed directly at Ksitigarbha.

Dizang found it interesting. Although he was already old, he never let go of his skills.

He was about to take action, but he didn't expect that at this moment, Dragon Boat Festival shouted: Master. Then he shot several times at the window of a hotel diagonally opposite, and killed a Japanese spy who was preparing to shoot black guns. The Japanese fell down from the window on the second floor.

However, at this moment, the glass of multiple windows in the hotel was shattered, and then a random shot was shot out.

At this time, Dragon Boat Festival fired a firefight while looking for cover, and called on his master to quickly evacuate to his side.

But unexpectedly, Dizang had no intention of hiding behind the cover. He turned around in the air, not only easily avoiding the bullets shot, but also shot out three willow-leaf flying knives from his right hand.

The flying knife was extremely fast and flew into the hotel window. The three Japanese who fired the guns no longer had any movement.

Dragon Boat Festival was a little surprised because they were at least thirty meters away from the hotel window, and Dizang just threw it casually. The three flying knives were not only powerful, but also hit three enemies at the same time. Dragon Boat Festival had only seen such a method in martial arts films and TV shows, but I didn't expect that in reality, someone could do it.

But it is true that China's martial arts are profound and profound. With hard work, there is nothing that cannot be done.

It's just a pity that Qianye Qianshou took the chaos and ran away with his disciples.
Chapter completed!