"It's him!"

Fei'er looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of her in shock, a pair of tear-stained eyes widened, and the original cherry mouth opened up unconsciously, almost stuffing a goose egg:

"He... He... He's not an ordinary person?!"

At the bow of the cruise ship, Mo Changsheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Tojo Ichiwan who was blown away by his punch with a little surprise on his face, and was quite surprised by the other party's old and spicy experience.

Compared to Mo Changsheng, the surprise of the other people present was much stronger, and they all looked at Mo Changsheng intently, with all kinds of thoughts wandering in their hearts.

"Who is he?"

"Huh, isn't that the guy who stood at the bow of the boat all the time?"

"Looking at the situation of fighting monsters just now, these ninjas should be getting older and more powerful, he is so young, can he beat that old man?"

The tourists on the ship can be described as desperate, they thought that they would definitely die, but they did not expect that there was such a powerful existence on their ship.

Escaping from death, everyone's desire to survive became extremely strong, and they all prayed silently, praying that the figure at the bow of the ship could save them, but they were extremely worried, because there were too many enemies on the island and too powerful, no matter how you looked at it, the figure at the bow of the ship was so weak, and the possibility of turning the tide was too low and too low.

Of course, this is what the tourists think, Tojo Ichiman, whose face is blue and white for a while, will not think so, to be precise, Tojo Ichiwan is not scared at this time.

"Who is he? How can he be so strong!"

Tojo 10,000 finally calmed down the surging qi and blood in his body, and his scarlet eyes stared at Mo Changsheng at the bow of the ship:

"Just one punch can shatter my Rashomon, even Fujiwara Konosuke doesn't have the ability! No, not only Fujiwara Konosuke, but even the core elders of the Yaqi Shrine don't have this strength! This person, what realm has he reached? Could it be that he is already the existence of the secret realm of gods and demons?"

"No, it's impossible, if he really reaches the secret realm of gods and demons, how can he still stay in this world?"

Thinking of this, Tojo Ichiwan's panicked heart gradually settled down, as long as he didn't reach the secret realm of gods and demons, he was sure to unite others to kill the other party, but before that, he still wanted to challenge himself, maybe under the crisis of life and death, he could take that last step and become a god-and-demon-level powerhouse.

"Who are you?" Tojo Ichiwan said coldly at Mo Changsheng.

Mo Changsheng couldn't understand the island Chinese, and he didn't know what Tojo Iwan was talking about, he just looked at Tojo Ichiwan with an expressionless face, and said lightly:

"I heard that you once slaughtered more than 7,000 innocent people in China, right?"

"Baga, you are from Huaxia?!"

Tojo Iwanwan had been in Huaxia for so long, and he was no stranger to Huaxia at all, and after hearing Mo Changsheng's words, he immediately scolded angrily, held the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and shouted: "Huaxia people, they all deserve to die!"

After shouting this, Tojo 10,000 rose from the ground, held the knife in both hands, and slashed at Mo Changsheng: "Butcher's knife * Mystery * slaughter and behead by one!"

The demon knife that exuded a demonic red glow stimulated a long scarlet sword under the urging of Tojo 10,000, and slashed at Mo Changsheng's head, the air was cut by the demon knife, making a piercing explosion, and it also left a faint trace.

Everyone was stunned by Tojo Ichiman's sword.

"Tojo-kun is really the strongest of us. Naono Kawamoto sighed and muttered: "This knife has faintly exceeded the peak of divine ninja, and I am not sure that I can take it." ”

"I'm sure I can't take it. Mitsui Masao said with some frustration: "Tojo-kun is already ahead of us in his quest for the Tao, perhaps, after obtaining the method to the secret realm of gods and demons, he will soon be able to break through." ”

"Although that person is also very strong, but under this knife, he will definitely not escape death. Fujiwara Konosuke said: "However, he is from Huaxia, and after this incident, we have to check his origin." ”

Several other people echoed in unison: "I have to find out his origin and purpose, but it's a pity that Tojo-kun's mystical slash is too powerful, and it is impossible for this person to leave his life, otherwise, he can be tortured directly." ”

The others nodded when they heard this, and in their opinion, Mo Changsheng was already certain to die.

Not only Masao Mitsui and others, but also the tourists on the ship also fell into despair.

"That's... Has the space been cut open?" someone looked at the traces left in the air and muttered, "How can such a terrifying power be able to be resisted by humans?" ”

Fei'er was also stunned at the moment, and even forgot to pick up her mobile phone, she just looked at the bow of the boat stupidly, and muttered: "Am I really going to die here?" However, I am not married, I have not been filial to my parents, and there are still many things I have not done, I... I really don't want to die!"

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a chuckle sounded, and Fei'er heard the sound and found that it was the chubby, well-talkative Mr. Jin before, and couldn't help but sigh with sympathy and envy:

"Are you already scared stupid? Well, that's fine, but you don't have to be as scared as I am. ”

The golden fat man looked at the bow of the boat with a smile, glanced at Fei'er indifferently, and said, "Die?" You think too much, with Mr. Mo here, no one can die!"

"It's just a god's endurance, in Mr. Mo's eyes, it's not even a fart, what are you afraid of! Look at it, look at how Mr. Mo abuses this old butcher!"

Hearing this, Fei'er's heart jumped wildly involuntarily, and she looked at the bow of the boat, expecting a miracle.

On Fei'er's mobile phone, the subtitles are scrolling wildly.

"Did you hear that? What did that person say just now? Is that Mr. Mo very powerful?"

"I'll go, this is really urgent, why is the camera always black, I want to see our Huaxia gods abuse and beat the island country gods!"

"It's over, Fei'er must have dropped her phone on the ground, at this time, she definitely can't remember to continue the live broadcast, it seems that we can only listen to the sound!"

The audience in Huaxia swiped countless subtitles, but the screen was still black, so they could only listen carefully to the movement over there.

At the bow of the cruise ship, Mo Changsheng was still standing there calmly, looking at the demon knife slashing from above with an expressionless face, and said coldly:

"Huaxia people deserve to die, hehe, I want to see how capable you are!"

"I wish Rong Secret Fist * Vulcan Burning the Sky!"

Mo Changsheng's right fist slowly blasted out towards the top of his head, looking ordinary and without a sound at all, but just when everyone thought that his fist technique was out of order, an incredible scene happened in front of them.

(End of chapter)