Ye Tian had not expected that the figures before him were merely illusions; the real Oda Masao had already swept out a foot that landed on both of their faces.
Ye Tian and Matsushima Hanako fell to the ground, blood hanging from the corners of their mouths.
Looking at Matsushima Hanako beside him and seeing the bloodstains on her body, Ye Tian felt heartbroken and gritted his teeth, "Hanako, I will definitely take that guy down by my own hands, and let him die by your hands!"
Ye Tian and Matsushima Hanako helped each other up and turned their gaze towards Oda Masao.
Oda Masao's expression was emotionless, the dagger in his right hand spinning, its blade's cold light continuously stabbing at their eyes.
"The Demigod Soul belongs to my Jiulong Shrine. Having killed so many of our people, I will make you suffer through a thousand cuts and slowly torture you to death!" Yamamoto Ichiro declared harshly with his hands behind his back.
