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Chapter 337 Marquis of Issy

Are warriors in the Fetal Breathing Realm looking for death?

There was a hint of disbelief on Muying's face. The strong men in the Fetal Breath Realm, in China, apart from the legendary holy places like the Long Family, are also rare in the martial arts world. Such strong men are rarely seen. , there is nothing you can do but ignore Shen Yuxuan?

Although I don't know what methods Yang Qi left behind, Yang Qi must be confident if he dares to say this, and Mu Ying won't say anything more.

"Can you investigate their current location?" Yang Qi asked.

"Not yet." Muying shook her head.

"Investigate their location as soon as possible. This time I will take action personally. I don't want anyone to disturb me every now and then." Yang Qi said calmly.

"Junior understands." Muying nodded slightly.

Obviously, this time the three major organizations attacked Shen Yuxuan, which had already touched Yang Qi's bottom line. Although Shen Yuxuan was fine, Yang Qi wanted to use this opportunity to tell others that they dared to attack his relatives. Must die!

After thinking about this, Mu Ying couldn't help but sympathize with the three major organizations. If the three major organizations directly approached Yang Qi, Yang Qi would probably not be so angry. But the three major organizations were so stubborn that they actually approached Shen Yuxuan. , this undoubtedly touched Yang Qi's reverse scale.

Just as Muying thought, Yang Qi indeed planned to use this incident to tell others that if they attack his relatives, they must be prepared to bear his anger.

Otherwise, in the future, those practitioners will not be his opponents, and if they secretly attack his relatives, he will not be able to protect them at all times. Only by severely frightening others will they not dare to attack those around him easily.

Following Muying's order, the Ninth National Security Bureau began to trace the whereabouts of the three major organizations. Qingzhou, which seemed peaceful, was secretly brewing a terrible storm.



In the suburbs of Qingzhou, in the basement of a villa, more than a dozen figures were divided into three small groups, each occupying a position.

"Sisko, you people from the Dark Council are so proud. We have been here for almost a day, and your people haven't come yet." An old man next to Nakajo sneered.

"Nakamura-kun, our Dark Parliament is in Europe, but it is much further away than your island country." Sisko said with an ugly expression.

"Sisko, if you call our empire an island country again, don't blame me for being rude." The old man stared at Sisko angrily, with no trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Island country has always been the Chinese name for the island country. This name is also used by other forces, but the island country itself calls itself the empire.

"Empire?" Sisko sneered in his heart. A small country dared to call itself an empire. That is to say, the island country's cultivation world is relatively strong, but its own comprehensive national strength is only as good as the several small countries over there at the headquarters of their Dark Parliament. That's pretty much it.

"Nakamura-kun, that's not what Sisko meant. But you also know that the Holy See has been biting them recently. It's not easy for them to send people over." Beside the strong man, a young white man smiled. road.

This white man looks like he is in his twenties, and he is no different from ordinary people. But after hearing his words, both Sisko and Nakamura frowned. This seemingly ordinary person White men are not as powerful as Nakamura.

"The Holy See, you want to stop my Dark Council?" At this moment, a loud laugh came, and then a tall black figure walked into the basement.

"Marquis of Issy, your Dark Council actually sent you here. It seems that your Dark Council is really determined to get the animal skin this time." Looking at the visitor, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white young man.

The strength of the Dark Council is divided by title. Among them, the strength of the Marquis is at the Huajin level, while the strength of the Marquis of Issy is close to the Duke level. Even he dare not say that he will win.

"Thomas, aren't you the same? Even you coming here is really beyond my expectation." The visitor's eyes fell on the white young man and he said with a smile.

The white young man in front of him has a good reputation in the spiritual world, and is one of the three trump cards of the American Strengthening Team.

After hearing what Thomas and Issey said, Nakamura's expression turned ugly. In comparison, among the three organizations, their Iga faction was the weakest.

"Although I came late, I brought a piece of news." Marquis Issy suddenly said.

"what news?"

"This time the team from the Ninth Bureau of National Security Bureau is led by Muying." Issi looked at Nakamura and said with a smile.

"Muying?"

The next moment, Nakamura's expression changed, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body.

"This old man killed two of my disciples, and this time I want him to pay with blood!" Nakamura roared.

The conflict between the practitioners from China and the island country is almost comparable to the conflict between the Holy See and the Dark Council. The two sides have secretly fought countless times. The two disciples of Nakamura were both on missions and were killed by Mu Ying.

After being killed, one can imagine Nakamura’s hatred for Muying.

However, as a servant of the Ninth Bureau of National Security, Muying spent most of his time there. Even if he wanted to take revenge, he could not find a chance. Unexpectedly, this time he just came to perform a mission and actually met his big enemy.

"Nakamura-kun, please be patient and don't forget our mission this time." Nakajo saw this and said hurriedly.

This mission was an order issued by the senior leaders of the Iga sect. I don’t know what happened recently. The Duanmu family of the most powerful Koga sect suddenly became invisible. This is the biggest opportunity for the rise of their Iga sect.

Among the ninja sects in the past, the Iga sect had always been suppressed by the Koga sect.

"Huh~" Nakamura took a deep breath and said slowly, "Don't worry, as a ninja, I know what to do!"

Hearing this, Nakajo couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The three major organizations and the Iga faction were already in a weak position. If Nakamura desperately dealt with Muying, I'm afraid they would not only get nothing in the end, but also take the initiative to fight with the Ninth Bureau of National Security

Make a big feud.

"Based on our previous actions, that man should have left some means behind his girlfriend. Even if an A-level strongman takes action, he may not be able to defeat the other party." The strong white man said.

The strength of American strengtheners is divided from level D to level S. Starting from level C, they correspond to the realm of Ming Jin to Fetal Breathing Realm in the world of cultivation. Among them, level A strong ones are practitioners equivalent to the level of transformation strength.

As for the D-level, it is the division of strength by American enhancers. As long as the enhancement is successful, they are D-level strong. However, this D-level strong does not have much combat power, but has various other means.

"Even A-level experts may not be able to succeed. In this case, there is no need to waste time and attack the target directly. Together we can defeat him." Nakamura said coldly.

"The target's strength is not clear yet. It should be close to S-level. It would be better to test it first." Marquis Issi pondered for a moment before speaking.
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