Although that voice was young, it was categorical, and the words were like swords, containing an irresistible domineering will.

"Who?!"

Sato turned his head sharply, looked at the source of the voice, and realized that the person who spoke was Ye Fan.

"Huh...... A powerless china kid dares to shout in front of the ninjas of my Great Japanese Empire, it's just tired of being crooked!" Sato said with unusual disdain.

On the other side, Dong Chuan's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Ye Shao said cautiously! This ninja of the Japanese Kingdom is a grandmaster and martial artist! Grandmaster is like a dragon, it is definitely not something we can deal with!"

"Assert ......"

At this time, Sato let out another strange laugh and said, "Now you want to ask for mercy? It's too late! Kid, didn't you just say that if I take one step forward, I will die? I want to see how you can kill me!"

As he spoke, Sato opened his right leg.

However, the next moment, he sensed an unprecedented killing intent, surging towards him from all directions, and his hairs stood up all over his body, like a chilling cicada.

This sudden strangeness made him feel horrified.

Sato tried his best to raise his head and looked in the direction of Ye Fan, just in time to make eye contact with Ye Fan.

What kind of eyes are they?

At first glance, it looks as deep and vast as the sea, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a terrifying killing intent hidden in it, without any mercy, even if it is a mass slaughter on the battlefield, it is impossible to have such a killing intent!

Such a will, like the way of heaven, regards all things as dogs, and all living beings in the world are grass mustard!

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!

Just one glance left an indelible impression on Sato.

He couldn't imagine how a young man in China could have such a terrifying killing intent, even more terrifying than the legendary Ninja Emperor!

For a moment, Sato seemed to have been immobilized, his right foot hung in the air, and he didn't dare to step down.

However, Mitsui Sho in the rear saw that he had not moved, frowned, displeased, and said in a deep voice: "Sato, what are you doing?

"This ......"

When Sato heard this, he struggled and fell into the battle between heaven and man, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

For Mitsui Sho's order, he naturally did not dare to disobey.

But he had a faint premonition that if he took this step, I was afraid that something extremely terrifying would happen, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

......

At this moment, Ye Fan restrained the fierce killing intent in his eyes, suddenly took a step, walked to the table, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip.

That understatement was incompatible with the tense atmosphere in the box, like an outsider.

Seeing this scene, Sato was slightly stunned, and he couldn't connect the "harmless humans and animals" Ye Fan in front of him with the supreme killing god just now.

Could it be that I am hallucinating?

Sato thought so, hardened, gritted his teeth, and hit the ground with his right foot suddenly.

"Kick!"

There was a loud bang, and a small pit was stepped on by Sato on the wooden floor.

The next moment, he was tense all over, as if he was facing a great enemy, and looked at Ye Fan from afar, for fear that Ye Fan would break out.

Surprisingly, nothing happened.

Ye Fan was still holding the teacup, standing in place, taking root under his feet, without any intention of making a move.

"Baga, stinky boy, dare to tease me!!"

Sato roared, thinking that Ye Fan was bluffing just now, and a raging fire burned in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

In a fit of rage, Sato's figure shot out like a cannonball, and he held the sword above his head with both hands, slashing at Ye Fan's face with the momentum of slashing Huashan.

The momentum was so great that even the air around it seemed to be torn apart.

Sato wants to use the blood of the kid in front of him to wash away the humiliation just now.

Five meters!

Three meters!

One meter!

The distance between the two was instantly shortened.

Ye Fan still stood in place, not moving, not dodging or dodging.

Sato thought he was scared silly, and looked at him like he was looking at a corpse.

At this moment, the unthinkable happened-

"Poof!"

Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fan embroidered his mouth, and the cup of tea he had swallowed just now turned into a condensed white rainbow and shot out of his mouth.

Water is the softest thing in the world.

But at this moment, it turned into a sharp sword that cut through thorns and thorns, and stabbed straight into Sato's eyebrows.

Once upon a time, the previous owner of the Qiankun gourd, Jiu Jian Xian, ruled the world and was happy to take revenge.

The wine enters the bowels of Hao, seven points are brewed into moonlight, and the remaining three points are roared into sword qi, and when you spit it out, it is half of the rivers and lakes!

And now, Ye Fan replaces wine with tea and turns it into a sharp sword to suppress demons and punish evil, and kill traitors.

Seeing this, Sato's pupils contracted violently into the most dangerous pinhead, and his heart shook violently, sensing a strong death crisis.

At the last moment, Sato suddenly withdrew the sword, wanting to resist the tea sword.

"Zheng!"

The sound of gold and iron resonating came.

The sword, which is forged from stainless steel, is as fragile as tofu in front of the tea sword.

In this sword turned into tea, it contains Ye Fan's internal strength, sharpening iron like mud and piercing gold cracked stones, how can ordinary weapons be able to resist?

"Whoosh!"

The tea sword castrated and continued forward, sinking into Sato's head, blasting a bloody hole in the center of his eyebrows.

The crimson blood shot out like a fountain, and the rich smell of blood permeated.

Sato's eyes showed disbelief, as if he didn't believe all this until he died.

But before he could even say a word, his body fell to the ground with a bang, and the knife fell to the ground with a "clang".

The sword is destroyed, and the people are killed!

......

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

In the huge box, there is no sound, and the needle drop can be heard.

Looking at Sato's corpse, Chu Jingguo, Dong Chuan, and Chu Ye were dumbfounded, stunned, and even more monstrous waves were set off in their hearts, and they were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.

They never expected that a ninja in the realm of a grandmaster, in front of Ye Fan, was not as good as fighting five scum, and Ye Fan would spit you to death with a mouthful of tea!

However, to be more precise, it is not that Sato is too weak, but that Ye Fan is too strong.

Embroidered mouth spit, killing invisible, frightened ghosts and crying gods!

Even Mitsui Sho was no longer confident and determined, his eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets, and his forehead was even shocked with beads of sweat the size of beans.

The only one who remained calm in the field was probably Chu Mengyao.

After all, she has seen Ye Fan show her skills more than once, and she has seen a lot of enemies who are several times more powerful than Sato, so how could she be bluffed by this "small scene"?

At this moment, Ye Fan picked up the teacup again and took a sip, the cloud was light and calm, and he didn't even look at Sato's corpse, as if he had just crushed a little ant.

Immediately after, Ye Fan turned around, and his sharp gaze slashed out like a sharp blade, scanning back and forth on Mitsui Xiang and Chu Ye's bodies.

Chu Ye subconsciously shuddered, completely frightened, for fear that Ye Fan would vomit himself to death in one bite, so he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him at all.

On the contrary, it was Mitsui Sho, who had come back to his senses and forced himself to stay calm, showing the demeanor of a wealthy family.

Even if Ye Fan showed amazing strength, Mitsui Xiang still held his head high, neither humble nor arrogant, as if he still had some hole cards.

"I really didn't expect you to have such strength! In this way, Hattori and a few of them also died in your hands!" Mitsui Sho asked in a deep voice.

"If you're talking about a few ninjas on the highway yesterday, then that's right, I killed them!" Ye Fan said coldly.

"Dare to hurt the ninja of my Mitsui family, it's an unforgivable crime!" Mitsui Sho rebuked angrily.

"Cut!"

Ye Fan pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Just a few Japanese people, dare to be presumptuous in my Huaxia territory? Not only them, but even you, the young master of the Mitsui family, will die in my hands!"

Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, without any waves, as if he was expounding something natural, but under the blandness, there was a monstrous murderous intention.

"Hmph...... What a big breath! That boy, your strength is good, but if you want to kill me, you are still far away! Do you really think that there are only those ninjas around me?"

At the end, a strange smile appeared on Sho Mitsui's face, as if some conspiracy was brewing.

When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes were extremely sharp, and his tone was as cold as the cold wind of Siberia, and he said word by word:

"Sho Mitsui, no matter what helpers you have...... I'm going to kill you, heaven and earth, no one will save you!"