"Roar!" Yang Haoya was furious and rushed towards Yue Mingxin and others. At this time, the two water ninjas seemed to have already planned, and ignored Yue Mingxin and Mo Xinlan at all. Suddenly, another swaying, and the samurai sword fell like a spring, slashing Yang Haoya's neck and chest and abdomen; as for the two water ninjas attacking Yang Haoya in front of his head, they attacked Yang Haoya, one attacked the back and the other on the back of his head!

Facing the four water ninjas, Yang Haoya was not afraid at all. He stretched his left hand against his waist, "Brush..." A fiery red sword light flew out, nodding towards the two samurai swords in front of his head like a spiritual snake, and his body twisted at the same time, and his left leg was about to sweep across...

"Kengkeng..." Although Yang Haoya had a soft sword in his hand, he could hit the two samurai swords with the two samurai swords with great force.

Yang Haoya used his strength to sweep his left leg out, forcing the Shui Nin from the side to dodge, and the samurai sword could no longer be cut off.

However, just as Yang Haoya was fully prepared to deal with the most powerful Shui Ninja, Yue Mingxin shouted heartbrokenly: "Brother Yang!!!"

Yang Haoya's heart was trembling and he hurriedly wanted to wave the sword to protect himself. At this time, the Shui Nin, who had previously hit the point of his sword, suddenly disappeared. A sword light arrived before the sword came first, and it strangely poked out from the air less than ten centimeters away from Yang Haoya's neck. The sword light suddenly appeared, and the bloodstained on Yang Haoya's neck was already covered with blood. The sword light was as bright as snow. Yang Haoya's head would be cut off in less than two seconds!

"Peng..." Seeing that the sword light was about to fall, a sudden change occurred. The sword light suddenly exploded. The water nin that had disappeared had appeared in amazement from the water marks, looking incredibly at the samurai sword with only the hilt of the knife left!

"Ah?" Not to mention Yang Haoya, even the three water ninjas would be stunned.

"Puff..." Looking at Yue Mingxin, who was hiding farther to the round table, blood spurted out from her mouth, blood flowed out from her ears and nose, and she collapsed on the chair!

"Mingxin!" Mo Xinlan was surprised and hurriedly wanted to go over and support Yue Mingxin.

But at this moment, the first Shui Ninju, who had just been repelled by Yang Haoya, finally revealed his true fangs. His figure had fallen to Yue Mingxin's side with the water splash. The samurai sword flashed and snowed, slashing towards Yue Mingxin's throat.

"Mingxin??How could it be Mingxin?" Even Yang Haoya finally realized at this time that he was not the target of Shui Ren attack, their target was Yue Mingxin!

"Mo Xinlan?" Yang Haoya couldn't help looking at Mo Xinlan!

However, Yang Haoya only glanced at Mo Xinlan, his heart was already tangled and shouted loudly: "Mingxin!!"

The figure rushed towards Yue Mingxin regardless of everything. Yang Haoya wanted to use his body to resist this deadly knife for Yue Mingxin!

Yang Haoya was lost, how could the two water kings give up? They also showed grim smiles on their faces. One was swept across the samurai sword and wanted to slash Yang Haoya's head; the other was the sword edge that pierced into Yang Haoya's heart deeply!

There are only three living people on the second floor of the pleasure boat. Except for Mo Xinlan, Yang Haoya and Yue Mingxin are in a dead end. The God of Death is so close that it makes Yue Mingxin feel absurd. It was just ten hours ago that he had faced death with Yang Haoya. At that time, Xu Zhi appeared, turning the tide and saving the entire plane! Ten hours later, when he was still feeling embarrassed about his choice, he and Yang Haoya wanted to die together again. This time it was more dangerous than the previous time. It was only a few seconds. They were all about to be chopped off their heads. Where is Xu Zhi?

"Young thief, dare you come to our country to show your power?"

At the critical moment, I heard another sound from Tamsui River! A figure rushed out like a flying dragon going out to sea, and then I saw four fiery red things flying out of the man's hands, and lightning hit the hands of the four water ninjas in a flash!

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The hands of the four water ninjas were broken, the sword turned into powder, and the four fiery red things also revealed their true appearance, which turned out to be four Buddhist beads!

"Amitabha..." The little monk Defeng's figure flew down the pleasure boat. He clasped his hands together and said, "The little monk broke the precept!"

"Eight squares, go..." Seeing the master suddenly appear, the water king waved his hand and ordered without hesitation.

At the same time, four water sprouts emerged, and the four injured water kings had disappeared.

"Come whenever you want, go whenever you want?" Although Defeng still clasped his hands together, he still said lightly, "You think this is Jing... the toilet!"

As Defeng waved his sleeves, four figures appeared again in the air, and the four water kings seemed to be suppressed and fell on the deck like dumplings!

"Amitabha..." Defeng suddenly proclaimed the Buddhist chant, "Sin, sin!"

Sure enough, with Defeng's voice, the four water kings' bodies rolled on the deck, and they all stopped. Then their limbs twitched slightly and gradually curled up. Some black blood flowed out of their seven orifices...

Defeng appeared too quickly, and the four water kings committed suicide too quickly. Yang Haoya had not yet run to Yue Mingxin at this time. However, seeing the situation taking a sharp turn, Yang Haoya woke up like a dream, glared at Mo Xinlan and said, "Protect Yue Mingxin!"

Mo Xinlan bit her lips lightly, and an inexplicable look appeared in her eyes. She walked to Yue Mingxin and sat down. Looking at Yue Mingxin's pale face and a listless expression, her heart was mixed.

"Master!" Yang Haoya walked respectfully to Defeng, bowed and said, "Thank you for saving our lives! Can you ask where the Master Baosha is?"

"Where do you know your Great Compassion Palm comes from, I will come from!" Defeng looked at Yang Haoya with interest and said.

"Great Compassion Palm?" Yang Haoya was stunned. He looked at his palm slightly larger than ordinary people and smiled bitterly, "Master, this is the Red Sun Palm that I passed down from my family!"

"Haha, the world's martial arts are coming from Shaolin!" Defeng laughed, "Your Chiyang Palm is passed down from the Great Compassion Palm of Nan Shaolin, and the Great Compassion Palm is one of my 72 unique skills in Shaolin. You can be considered a fate with the little monk!"

Yang Haoya was overjoyed and said in a lost voice: "Master is from Shaolin?"

"Amitabha!" Defeng replied, "Who dares to pretend to be my Shaolin disciple?"

Unfortunately, Xu Zhi was not here, otherwise he would have carried Defeng's ears and questioned where the people who pretended to be a disciple of Shaolin Temple came from in the past few years to deceive the entire Chinese country.

Fortunately, Yang Haoya didn't know, so he hurriedly bowed again: "I don't know what the master's name is?"

"Little monk Defeng!" the little monk smiled, "The so-called Dharma names are all false names, so don't mention any master."

"Master, please sit!" Yang Haoya asked Defeng to sit down and said, "I'll go and see what's going on downstairs, and then..."

"No need to read it!" Defeng waved his hand, "Everyone is dead, there is no evidence of death! These Japanese are really cruel to themselves!"

Yang Haoya naturally expected this situation. He glanced at Mo Xinlan with a faint look, with resentment in his eyes.
Chapter completed!