When Jin Biao and others saw that Wang Ziqiao looked wrong, they all raised their eyebrows.

However, Wang Ziqiao called Longquan's mobile phone number, but what made Wang Ziqiao depressed was that no one answered the phone at all, but the roommate in the same dormitory. The other party told Wang Ziqiao that Longquan's mobile phone had fallen into the dormitory.

"Yun Yun, you go to Normal University without taking a ride, use your light skills, and reach the fastest speed. Take my mobile phone, contact this number, pick up Longquan, and act according to the opportunity!" As Wang Ziqiao spoke, he handed the phone to Longquan.

Yun Yun had seen Longquan, nodded, took the phone and left here.

Wang Ziqiao dispersed his mental power again, covering everything with a diameter of 80 meters. He led the other three people to the back door of the Shanhaihu Hotel Building.

There was no stop here, and Wang Ziqiao did not rush to go upstairs, but came to the hall near the elevator in front, but his mental power had already covered Room 909.

In the room, Tomosa Matsuhara had already rested, while Junko Matsuhara was dressed in black and was practicing barefoot in another room.

Prince Qiao just waited quietly, and his mental power covered the fourteenth floor below the building.

At this moment, an old man with gray hair, with three young people, took the elevator from the upstairs to the ninth floor and walked towards Room 909.

The corridor here is guarded by men in black, but as soon as they stopped the old man, the old man pecked on their temples like lightning.

The next moment, they collapsed to the ground without a sound, and as soon as the rest of the people reacted, the young man behind the old man quickly shook out the hidden weapon and hit their throats.

One blow will kill you, cruel and ruthless.

After clearing these people, the old man came to the door of Room 909. He lifted his breath slightly, and then slapped the door lock with his palm.

boom!

The door was hit by a palm, making a loud noise.

Four people stepped in.

"Not good!" Wang Ziqiao below knew that it was too late to take the elevator, so he rushed to the entrance of the stairs and looked up. A wind-type intermediate magic drifting technique was blessed by his body, and his feet were pressed on the ground, and he soared into the air.

He jumped to the third floor, and his feet were slightly pressing again, and his body drifted towards the other stairs diagonally upwards, and then ejected again continuously, reaching the ninth floor in just three seconds.

As for the remaining people, they rushed to the stairs quickly, leaving a few afterimages on the spot like a rabbit running away.

As soon as Prince Qiao entered room 909, he found that there had been a fight inside.

The white-haired old man and Junko Matsuhara had a clenched, and his body quickly retreated, like a spider, and stuck to the wall. On this wall was a Oriental sword. Junko Matsuhara grabbed it and a silver light flashed out of the long sword.

Junko Matsuhara suddenly stepped on the wall with her feet, and her body ejected away, and she swirled rapidly in the air. When she was about two meters away from the white-haired old man, the long sword in her hand suddenly stood up, and a force slashed Huashan, slashing towards the old man's head as fast as lightning. A sword-shaped white halo spread out from the long sword.

The old man seemed extremely surprised, and he lit his feet and quickly retreated.

bass!

The tip of the long sword slid past the old man's cheek, but the sword energy left a blood mark of more than ten centimeters on the old man's cheek. Because the knife was too fast, the blood mark had no time to bleed, it was just a shallow trace.

But the old man blurted out: "You have actually reached the level of Supreme Ninja and have also practiced the thirty-six Swords of Shura. The old man Songyuan Zhisha hid you so deeply!"

Junko Matsuhara landed on the ground with her feet and stared at the old man with cold eyes. The knife was still slower. Even if it was a few centimeters more, the other party would definitely die.

However, the young people around the old man had already shook his hands and shot out hidden weapons, like a celestial girl scattering flowers, covering Junko Matsuhara.

Junko Matsuhara raised her knife to resist, dancing so hard that she was airtight. All the hidden weapons fell in front of Junko Matsuhara.

At this time, Matsuhara Tomosa walked out of the bedroom, looked at the white-haired old man, and said, "Rossamen Naida Pengren? Just because you want to kill me too?"

Pengren Inada wiped the blood on the wound on his cheek, and waited for Songhara in confusion, saying, "You can actually act? Prince Qiao, Prince George has cured your poison, right?"

"Hahaha..." Songsha Matsuhara roared to the sky, his voice seemed very loud, and he said, "Not bad! So what about you?"

"Not really, this is exactly what I'm looking forward to, because I believe he will definitely come back today!" After speaking, Pengren Inada suddenly turned around and looked at Wang Ziqiao who had just stepped into the door.

Wang Ziqiao looked at Pengren Inada and Tomosa Matsuhara and the grandson of the Grandpa and Tomosa Matsuhara. He found that he underestimated Junko Matsuhara. He did not expect that Junko Matsuhara had such a sharp move that he had not used, especially the energy sword light that was several centimeters long from the knife, which made Wang Ziqiao very shocked.

How far can a person practices swords to achieve the sword?

This is like a fast sword. Only when it reaches a certain level can it pierce out a vacuum cover. When one sword stabs out, it quickly forms high pressure, compresses the air, and forms a vacuum sword light. The faster the speed, the longer the vacuum sword light will be.

Although Wang Ziqiao's physical realm has reached the late stage of a level 3-level martial artist, he stabbed it with all his strength, and the vacuum sword light of only a few millimeters at most is only negligible at such a short distance, and he can only make an arrow-like sound of breaking through the air.

Therefore, it can be seen from this that if Junko Matsuhara makes all her efforts in a real close battle, Wang Ziqiao has almost no chance of winning.

Of course, this does not mean that Wang Ziqiao is afraid of the other party. Wang Ziqiao's best skills are still magic.

At this time, Pengren Aida's reaction was beyond Wang Ziqiao's expectations. The other party seemed to be just waiting for him to fall in love with him.

So, when Pengren from Daida looked at him, Wang Ziqiao sneered: "Are you sure to catch me?"

"If I'm not sure, how could I still appear here even though I know you've learned my plan?" A bit of contemptuous ridicule appeared on Pengren Inada's old face.

At this moment, there were suddenly sounds of fighting outside the door.

Prince Qiao hurriedly stopped his mental power and found that a large number of men in black had gathered on both sides of the corridor.

Bang bang bang...

The glass windows of this room were shattered by black shadows, and men in black swung down from the upper floor with nylon ropes in their hands.

In the blink of an eye, there were as many as twenty men in black in the room. They were wearing black clothes, face masks, long boxes on their backs, and modern crossbows in their hands. All of them were filled with iron arrows in the long box.

Twenty people, divided into three groups, locked in Wang Ziqiao, Junko Songhara and Tomosa Songhara.

"It's true that I'm prepared!" Wang Ziqiao had guessed that these people should be hiding above the fifteenth floor of the Shanhaihu Hotel Building, otherwise he wouldn't have been unable to detect it.
Chapter completed!