I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

"One more person can make up a table of mahjong."

The black figure whose face could not be seen clearly looked at Shutoku Mai, then glanced at the other man who was walking forward, and said with a sneer.

"That's enough, that's enough. Not only can we have a mahjong table, but we also have one more player."

A somewhat jumpy voice sounded from the darkness, followed by two figures slowly walking out of the darkness.Just seeing these two guys appearing, the three people present couldn't help but feel a little silent.

The two figures were one tall and one short, one tall and the other thin.The guy, who was as majestic as a polar bear, had a KFC wrapping paper bag on his head, with two holes dug in the front, and his eyes were darting behind the holes.And the slightly thinner figure was not to be outdone. He was dressed in casual clothes and wore a cheap plastic mask on his face.

If there wasn't that Ultraman Seven mask, I think the painting style would be more normal.

"It doesn't matter. We have a poker game in China called Catching the Dog's Legs, which can be played by five people."

Ultraman Seven waved to everyone as a greeting.

"Hahaha, you two guys are so professional. You are dressed like this to act in a comedy."

Mai Shutoku held her stomach and laughed uncontrollably.

Han Qingcheng looked at Jiude Mai. Under the searchlight, the other person's face was particularly clear.Just by looking at it, he was a little dazed.

That beautiful and cold face, delicate facial features, and crimson eye shadow on the corners of her eyes.Cherry's little mouth was painted with bright lip gloss, and her big bright eyes smiled like two crescent moons.Her silky hair was held up in a high ponytail with a hair rope, and her black tights highlighted her proud figure, with a pair of straight and slender long legs.

The beauty is thrilling!

Oops!It's a heart-pounding feeling.

Although he knew from the original Dragon Clan novel that Mai Shutoku was a beautiful woman with perfect looks and a stunning figure, he was still a little stunned when he saw her with his own eyes today.The level of shock was no less than seeing Xia Mi's flawless face for the first time.

Damn it, this bitch was made exactly to my liking.

"That said, do you have to wear formal clothes?"

Mr. KFC shrugged helplessly and pointed to Patsy, who was wearing a light gray suit and even a scarf, as if he had just arrived from a banquet.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the fight."

Mai Shutoku crossed her arms in front of her chest, looked around at everyone, and said with a smile.

"Wait a minute, let me express my opinion first. I'm just here to protect the Dragon Bone Cross from being taken away. As for you, if you want to take something else, I will definitely not meddle in your own business. As for whether you want to fight or not. I can't care about death. But if anyone wants to grab the dragon's bones, I will chop them down."

Ultraman Seven carried a long sword with a simple style and walked slowly towards the center of the altar.

To be honest, in this situation surrounded by powerful enemies, he took the lead to move closer to the keel, which was equivalent to putting himself at the forefront of the storm.However, due to mutual fear, no one took the lead and allowed Han Qingcheng to step onto the altar step by step.

Stepping onto the edge of the altar, Ultraman Seven was already standing face to face with the black shadow that entered first.

At this moment, Han Qingcheng could see clearly that the man in a tight-fitting combat uniform had a thin mask covering his face, covering most of his face below his eyes.

The earliest intruder was staring coldly at Ultraman Seven.

She was very familiar with that guy's voice. These days, she would argue with the owner of this voice almost every now and then.It's just that the other party's level of quarreling is particularly high. He makes all kinds of messy comments and his words are very mean. Every time they argue, he always ends up at the disadvantage.

"Are you here to grab the Dragon Bone Cross too?"

The voice of the figure in black was hoarse and cold.

Ultraman Seven's mask seems a bit hard and uncomfortable when poked in the face.He raised his head and moved the mask, and said with a smile: "No, I don't want this thing, I'm here to protect it."

"You can still live if you leave now, but if you stay here any longer, you will definitely die."

"Oh my, are you so cold-blooded? But I have to stay here. There is no other way. No one can take Constantine away. But when the fight starts later, remember to show mercy to me."

After that, Ultraman ignored the presence of the figure in black and walked straight to Constantine's remains.He turned around, inserted the sheathed long sword into the ground, then hugged his chest calmly and looked at everyone quietly.

Mai Shutori, who was standing not far away, was a little impatient and yelled at the two of them: "Hey, hey, stop whispering all the time. We are all competitors, shouldn't we beat the brains out of the pig? Are you in a dilemma and planning to form an alliance to deal with us first and then divide the treasure?"

"Yes, yes, let's all compete fairly and don't engage in dirty tactics like distant friendship, close attack, vertical and horizontal alliances."

Mr. KFC on the other side also shouted at the top of his voice, agreeing with the long-legged beauty's point of view.

"Humph, playing mahjong is based on the premise of fair play. However, killing is not!"

The figure in black snorted coldly, and the next moment, everyone present felt an overwhelming aura coming towards them.It was neither air flow nor realm, but pressure.

With the figure in black as the center, an aura called majesty enveloped him.The mixed-races present all felt the pressure from deep within their bloodline, and that bloodline suppression even made them have the urge to kneel down and worship.

There was no chanting of Long Wen, and there was no sign of the release of the spirit spirit, but everyone felt that a terrifying field was spreading from the center of the circle with the figure in black.

The metal altar began to tremble, and the outer layers of various metals began to peel off, then shattered into pieces and slowly rose into the air.

There seemed to be an invisible whirlwind rising up, and the metal debris floating in the air began to rotate slowly.

Five meters, ten meters, 15 meters, 20 meters...

Several people on the scene were shocked and speechless.

As we all know, the more powerful the spirit is, the smaller its domain is.But the domain of this unknown Yanling expanded to a diameter of 20 meters in the blink of an eye, and it continued to expand.

Mr. KFC jumped out of the circular water tank.Following a burst of chanting, the already exaggerated muscles swelled again, and the inferior shirt was overwhelmed and burst open by the bronzed muscles.

Patsy Gattuso, who had blond hair, held up the realm of Word Spirit and Dustless Land, blocking the metal fragments that wanted to crush him, and slowly retreated.

As for Mai Shutoku, as early as the moment the domain was released, this female ninja who had undergone rigorous training since childhood had already retreated ten meters back.

This is not the spirit of words, but the power given by authority.

"In front of beings who have mastered power and power, you are just a group of trembling little mice."

The figure in black said coldly. He slowly raised his hand, and countless metal fragments turned into a torrent of steel and poured in front of him.The metal fragments began to connect with each other, gradually extending and shaping, and finally presented an alien weapon, like the scythe of death.

Mr. KFC was the first to attack, and he lifted a black sarcophagus with his muscles.

The sarcophagus is said to be an ancient relic from the Mayan civilization, and the intricate curse seals on it indicate that there is an ancient being sealed in the sarcophagus.

The nearly one-ton sarcophagus was lifted high into the air by Mr. KFC, and then slammed towards the figure in black.

The sarcophagus thrown with power comparable to cannonballs tore through the terrifying field and rushed towards the figure in black, but stopped suddenly when it was less than one meter away from him, and just hovered in mid-air.

The figure in black threw a punch lightly.

The next moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the sarcophagus, and then spread rapidly in all directions.In about one breath, the entire sarcophagus was shattered into pieces, and the ancient being lying inside was turned into ashes.

When Patsy on the other side saw this ghostly power, he no longer hesitated at all.

He took out an ancient flintlock gun and a simple wooden box from his arms.After the box was opened, there was a bullet lying quietly inside. The head of the bullet was a strange dark red color.

It was a bullet refined from the Philosopher's Stone, made from spiritual power beyond the four elemental realms.

And even the Dragon King cannot give orders to the spiritual elements.

The bullet shot out of the barrel, passed straight through the realm of death, and accurately hit the lower abdomen of the figure in black.

The aloof king-like being was focused by this shot and took two steps back.But he didn't seem to be hurt much, and he immediately stood up straight again.

The dark red bullet fell from his body, turning into dust and dissipating on the way down.

At the same time, metal shards were peeling off the figure's lower abdomen.

"Although spiritual power is invisible, when it is refined into the Philosopher's Stone, it becomes a tangible thing. And this kind of bullet will be blocked by the metal coat."

The figure in black glanced at Percy, looking scornful of all living beings.

The next moment, his domain expanded again, and countless metal fragments were like a dense array of knives, strangled towards everyone.

Patsy and Mr. KFC jumped up almost at the same time, turned around and fled towards the gloomy passage at the back.

What a joke, who can fight with such a damn monster!

In the terrifying realm, invisible whirlwinds whistled sharply, metal debris like blades rotated at extremely high speeds, and the air was punctured by lightning that flashed on and off from time to time.

Han Qingcheng, who opened the eight-door Dunjia directly to the third door in one breath, was still at the cross of Constantine's keel, and the wind pressure aroused by the strong chakra protected him within it.

"Hey, it's been a long time since I've been able to attack with full force. It's really exciting. By the way, Miss Mai, you'll die if you don't show your cards."

The hair tie used by Mai Shutoku to tie her hair has been cut off by metal debris, and her hair is like a waterfall of black hair hanging down, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

"Hey, shouldn't Ultraman be here to protect a defenseless little girl like me? What do you mean by those sarcastic remarks?"

"Miss Mai, you are not some defenseless little girl."

The next moment, Han Qingcheng's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared in front of Mai Jiude.

"However, it is indeed Ultraman's duty to protect humans. Then wait until I lose, and then ask Miss Mai to take action."

Han Qingcheng turned his head and looked at the bright face of the long-legged goddess, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Miss Ninja, please watch carefully, this is the real ninjutsu!"

"Fire escape, the fire is extinguished."

The handprints were formed, and a spectacular wall of fire clung to the ground and fiercely rushed toward the realm of the God of Death, which was already close at hand.

Although the fire was spectacular, it was only the temperature of a regular flame and could not reach the ultra-high temperature of Jun Yan, which could melt metal in an instant.

The mighty wall of flames collided with the strong wind in the domain. The fierce wind whirlpool swept the wall of fire upwards, and with the continuous input of chakra, it spread violently towards the domain.After a moment of stalemate, Han Qingcheng simply withdrew the ninjutsu after seeing little effect.

Sure enough, pure ninjutsu has no effect at all.

Under Ultraman's mask, after his eyes were closed and reopened, they were already scarlet.

Han Qingcheng's body was half crouched, his right hand slightly empty.In an instant, dazzling thunder light gathered in the palm of the hand, and the thunder beat in the palm of the hand, making a harsh crackling sound, like the cry of thousands of birds.

Thunder Dun Chidori.

"Junior sister, I'm here."

After saying hello to Xia Mi, Han Qingcheng leaned over and jumped out, the thunder ball in his hand dragging out a long blue light tail flame.

He was extremely fast and rushed into Xia Mi's domain in almost the blink of an eye.

Countless metal debris shrouded his head, Han Qingcheng pushed forward with his right hand, and under the stimulation of Chidori's lightning, all the steel torrents controlled by the magnetic field fell.Under the flash of lightning, Chidori pushed straight forward like a sharp knife, charging forward headlong towards Xia Mi's position.

Seeing Han Qingcheng charging towards him like lightning, Xia Mi waved his hand, and the huge sickle fell from the sky with a cold light.

The sickle struck so fast, it was in front of you in the blink of an eye.

Han Qingcheng was unable to adjust his body shape to avoid the high-speed thrust, so he had no choice but to hold up the Chidori to receive the blow.

Amidst the loud noise, the lightning in Han Qingcheng's hand had dissipated, and the giant scythe was shattered by the violent thunder power of Chidori.The broken metal fragments reunited again under the influence of the field.

However, Han Qingcheng naturally would not stand there and wait for him slowly. With a flash of his body, the distance between the two became closer again.

The lightning in his hand gathered again, and in an instant the lightning was bright, illuminating the mask of Ultraman Seven on his head extremely brightly.

The thunder swirling in his right hand illuminated the face of the figure in black under the mask. Those beautiful eyes were still full of coldness, and the cold sickle suddenly swung down from behind Han Qingcheng.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the Death Scythe was so fast that it actually came from behind. Before Chidori stabbed the figure in black, the huge blade had already cut into Han Qingcheng's back.