One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Sigh, I'm already on this pirate ship, so I have no choice but to risk my life to keep him company."

"That sounds like a good overtime plan."

Looking at these comrades who instantly reached a consensus and were bursting with fighting spirit.

Chen Duo's tense heart finally relaxed a little.

She nodded vigorously, and a faint layer of purple-gold lightning arcs appeared on her body.

"it is good."

She spoke softly, her eyes becoming more resolute than ever before:

"Let's go for first place."

That night.

The foreign teams on Paradise Island were about to experience the darkest nightmare of their lives.

Chapter 355 The Tiger-Killing Scheme! An ambush has been set!

The rain fell harder and harder.

It crashed into the muddy water, splashing up murky droplets.

The lifeless, withered hand on the stone platform hung there quietly.

Song Yuntao stopped breathing completely.

Zhang Huaiyi squatted in a mud pit a few meters away, his large ears twitching slightly.

His mind went blank for a moment.

"Eighth Brother?"

Zhang Huaiyi called out tentatively, his voice trembling.

no respond.

Only blood flowed in the rain.

"Eighth Brother!!!"

A mournful howl, like a lone wolf weeping blood, suddenly ripped from his throat!

Zhang Huaiyi's small eyes, which were always darting around and revealing shrewdness and calculation, were now so red they were almost bleeding.

He usually prioritizes self-preservation.

When faced with an enemy he couldn't defeat, he ran faster than anyone else and hid more thoroughly than anyone else.

But now.

He watched as his junior brother was skinned alive and turned into a dried-up corpse, dying right in front of him.

The string of reason in Zhang Huaiyi's mind snapped completely!

"I'll fuck your ancestors, you little Japanese devils!!!"

Zhang Huaiyi's forehead veins bulged, and he sprang up from the mud like a mad beast.

I'm going to skin you alive! I'm going to pull out your tendons!

He gripped the military dagger tightly in his hand and activated the Golden Light Mantra to its maximum.

A dazzling golden light burst forth in the darkness. He stepped through the muddy ground and was about to pounce on Abe Mudo in mid-air to fight to the death!

"Hey."

midair.

Faced with Zhang Huaiyi's murderous intent, Abe Mudo showed no sign of backing down.

Instead, he calmly put away his folding fan.

"Slap. Slap. Slap."

He raised his hands and clapped three times slowly.

The applause carried far through the rainy night.

"Such loyalty and righteousness, it's truly a touching drama of brotherhood."

Abe's lips curled into a mocking smile:

"But you, a wild monkey that jumps around like this, do you think you're worthy to fight me?"

The voice just fell.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

The heavy rain and shadows surrounded the altar.

Without warning, four figures walked out in succession!

These people were not wearing military uniforms, but were all dressed in wide, blood-red hunting robes and tall black hats.

Their aura was as deep as the sea, and as soon as they appeared, the rain falling around them was blocked by an invisible force.

Great Onmyoji!

A full four top-tier Onmyoji!

From the very beginning, they held their breath and lay in wait like venomous snakes in the blind spots around the camp!

Zhang Huaiyi's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

Two deep trenches were dug out of the mud and water beneath his feet.

The surge of rage that had clouded his judgment was instantly extinguished the moment he saw the four people appear, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.

"trap……"

Zhang Huaiyi gritted his teeth, a chill running down his spine.

Walking at the very front of the four Onmyoji was an old man.

He looked extremely old, his face covered in wrinkles like withered tree bark.

He held a black staff inlaid with white bone skulls in his hand, and his eyes, sunken deep in their sockets, exuded a sinister aura.

Kamoichi, the deputy head of the Japanese Onmyōryō (Bureau of Yin and Yang)!

He Maoyi did not look at Zhang Huaiyi, who was on high alert.

His gaze, like two poisoned knives, was fixed on the white-robed youth in the center of the altar.

"Zhang, Tian, ​​Yi".

He Maoyi's voice was very harsh and unpleasant:

"The blocking battle on the North China Plain three months ago."

"You not only killed an entire regiment of my Imperial Japanese Army, but you also personally crushed the head of my precious Xuan'er!"

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

He Mao's fingers, which were gripping the white bone staff, were trembling slightly.

In order to avenge his grandson, he thoroughly studied Zhang Tianyi's personality and weaknesses.

"To kill a fierce tiger, you cannot fight it head-on; you must use the most tempting bait."

He Maoyi pointed at Song Yuntao's corpse on the stone platform, a sneer of glee on his face:

"Although you are incredibly arrogant, you are extremely protective of your fellow disciples from Longhu Mountain."

“I deliberately revealed my whereabouts and deliberately kept him alive.”

"It's all to lure you into this 'Blood Fiend Formation of Shared Fate'!"

"You're not getting away today, not even if you had wings!"

The old man laid the whole vicious scheme bare on the table.

Zhang Huaiyi was furious, his eyes blazing with rage, and he trembled with anger.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Tianyi standing on the altar.

"Second Senior Brother..."

Zhang Huaiyi's voice was stuck in his throat, his face full of heartache and anxiety.

Zhang Tianyi at this moment.

He just stood there quietly in the rain, motionless.

The rain soaked his snow-white Taoist robe, which clung tightly to his body, outlining his face, which was taut from trying to endure the pain.

He lowered his head, looking at Lao Ba's withered face on the stone platform.

That face, which was always full of carefree smiles, was now covered with rain and two indistinguishable tear tracks.

On his arm, the one where he had just forcibly reversed the lightning spell.

Several deep gashes, revealing bone, had been torn open in the flesh, and purple lightning bolts were darting uncontrollably around the wounds.

His body was breaking down, but what was even more terrifying was his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Tianyi has always been the most dazzling and domineering presence on the mountain.

He believed his cultivation was unparalleled and that he could go anywhere in the world.

But now, he watched as his most beloved junior brother breathed his last in front of him, so as not to implicate him.

"I hurt you..."

Zhang Tianyi's shoulders trembled slightly, and she bit her lip until it bled.

His pillar of strength, known as "Dao Xin," was cracking under the weight of extreme self-reproach and regret.

"Second Brother Pig! Wake up! Don't listen to that old dog's nonsense!"

Seeing Zhang Tianyi's distraught appearance, Zhang Huaiyi was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

He knew all too well what this meant!