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Hattori Shi Aki was shocked. Not everyone could know these things, they were definitely people of origin. A message flashed in his heart. He had already pressed the hilt of the knife with one hand, and his eyes flashed with unconcealed murderous intent at Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng stood with his hands down, looking at the other party without fear, and said calmly to Zhang Shaoyun: "Shaoyun, go and take out my things."

Zhang Shaoyun thought for a while and immediately understood in his heart. He nodded and turned around to the car. He quickly took out a long box from his suitcase and handed it to his master Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng looked at Hattori Shi Aki and said in a deep voice: "Can you have a disciple of the Iga family?"

The field was quiet, and no one responded. There was no disciple of the Iga family, which disappointed Wang Cheng. He could be said to have lost to Iga Mingcheng last time. This time he wanted to find the venue, but it seemed that he could only wait for the next time.

He opened the box and saw a long sheathless knife in it, with the blade flashing with chill.

Wang Cheng took the hilt of the knife, waved it, and then inserted the blade into the ground in front of him with a blink of an eye. He looked at Hattori Ishi Akira and said lightly: "Although there are no disciples of the Iga family and no descendants of Iga Changsheng here. But as a descendant of Hattori Keno, you should know this knife, right?"

Hattori Shi Aki stared at Wang Cheng tightly with his eyes flashing with an almost substantial gaze, and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha. OK. It's you, Wu Shengshan Wang Cheng, and Changhe's disciple. I was still wondering if you were in the car or not, but I didn't expect you to jump out by yourself, saving me trouble. This knife is now my sword. After the Iga family's inheritance blade breaks the sea, it will be my Hattori Shi Aki's sword."

In his eyes, it seemed as if Wang Cheng had made a special trip to give him a fortune boy.

The Japanese warrior holding the longbow, the Japanese woman with a blindfolded face, and many Japanese masters around him, all looked at the famous sword standing in front of Wang Cheng with their eyes shining.

This knife is a famous existence in Japanese history, and has been passed down for almost thousands of years, almost equivalent to a national treasure, but it has always existed in the hands of the Iga family. Iga Longsheng threw the famous sword into China, which was something that almost all Japanese masters knew at that time.

Among all the Japanese warriors, except for the masked woman, the others looked at the famous sword with obvious greed.

"Wang Cheng, try to delay time."

Lu Dahu jumped down and stood beside Wang Cheng and whispered: "Don't confront them head-on. Support will arrive soon."

Wang Cheng's eyes were flashing with brilliance, shining brightly in the darkness. It was like a cat's eye, and his aura surged. Looking at Hattori Shi Aki and others, he said lightly: "There is no need to delay time, everyone who comes will die."

Lu Dahu and others were obviously stunned for a moment. The murderous intent revealed in Wang Cheng's tone was stronger than those of them who often walked on the road of death.

roar……

A tiger roared out of thin air.

Without any signs or preparations, Wang Cheng rushed out like this.

His body turned into a tiger, rushed out directly as the tiger went down the mountain. With one step, he crossed five or six meters away, and came to Hattori Shiaki's body. With the cold wind, the tiger's claws roared down and grabbed it mercilessly at his chest.

Almost everyone present was surprised. Hattori Shi Ming, others, Lu Dahu and others, and Yang Qingyu were slightly surprised.

No one expected that Wang Cheng would take the initiative to attack. Facing so many masters who used swords and weapons on the other side, as a martial artist who practices boxing, he actually took action with his bare hands?

This is a miraculous effect.

Wang Cheng rushed out in one step, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Hattori Shi Akira, with tiger claws covering his heart.

Although Hattori Shi Aki was always on guard, he couldn't react at this moment. Wang Cheng was too fast, so he could only take a step back quickly, and his hand holding the hilt was about to draw the knife. The blade made a crisp sound, and a piece of blade was exposed.

But Wang Cheng was prepared, and his other hand turned into a tiger's claw. He suddenly grabbed his right hand holding the knife, and showed it without mercy.

Kakka...

Hattori Shiaki's right wrist was crushed on the spot, making a crisp sound, and a muffled groan in his mouth, and a hint of panic appeared. Because he knew that his life was in danger at this time, Wang Cheng's tiger claws were about to fall on his chest. With the force shown by Wang Cheng, he would undoubtedly die after this claw.

To capture the thief first, the villain died because he talked too much, and the righteous died because he pretended to be a show-off.

Therefore, when Wang Cheng faces the enemy, he never talks nonsense, never pretends to behave, fights whenever he wants, kills when he wants, and attacks directly at the opponent's vital point.

Wouldn't it be better to enjoy the joy of victory after everything is settled?

Lu Dahu's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "Go together, pay attention to protecting Wang Cheng."

Then, several people rushed out after Wang Cheng.

Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun took action first and forthcoming Lu Dahu and others. When Wang Cheng had just rushed to Hattori Shi Ming, the three of them reacted and rushed out after Wang Cheng. They all knew that Hattori Shi Ming and the two white men might be the commanders of the attackers present.

Concentrate your strength and kill these five people at the fastest speed. The remaining ones are a piece of loose sand, and they will win.

drink!

When Wang Cheng's tiger claws were about to fall on Hattori Shi Aki's chest, the tall white man standing next to him took action, shouting softly, and punching him, the big fist of a casserole rushed directly to Wang Cheng's head with a whistle.

The white man's punch was extremely powerful, and it was an authentic Xingyi boxing box. The fist was like a cannonball, and the cannon power was very concentrated, with a sound of explosion.

Wang Cheng's expression changed slightly, and he was not panicked.

He hurriedly moved half a step, shook his shoulders, and forced the opponent's punch with his shoulders. At the same time, his own tiger claws failed to hit Hattori Shi Aki's chest. Instead, he hit the shoulder a little above his chest. With a click, he smashed the bones on Hattori Shi Aki's right shoulder on the spot.

Hattori Shi Aki was also shot backwards by Wang Cheng on the spot. His internal organs were damaged and he vomited blood. From beginning to end, he could not pull out his knife, and his right wrist was crushed and his left shoulder was smashed, which obviously lost his combat power.

Any warrior loses 99% of his combat power when his hands lose their attack power.

Bang bang!

Two muffled sounds were almost indistinguishable. One was Wang Cheng who beat Hattori Shi Aki, and the other was that he was hit by the white man in the shoulder.

Wang Cheng resisted the punch, but his feet did not step back and still stood there. He felt a slight sting of pain from his shoulder bones, and his muscles and bones were injured. Then, during his breath, the blood and blood quickly moved. He did not stop at all, exerting force again, as if he was not affected.

The white man obviously did not expect that Wang Cheng could resist his punch without any effect, and his strength was so heavy. He was caught off guard and was hit by Wang Cheng in the abdomen. His tall and strong body quickly retreated, and his mouth was constantly spitting blood, and his eyes were looking at Wang Cheng in shock.

At this time, Yang Qingyu, Liu Shicheng and Zhang Shaoyun also rushed to the front.

Yang Qingyu stared at the masked woman with her eyes tightly, and stepped on the Tai Chi step like flowing water. She waved her hand and grabbed the masked woman's face directly.

Liu Shicheng rushed out with a punch, rushing towards the Japanese man holding the longbow like a spear!

Ten people in the darkness around him also rushed up at this time. Each of them was wearing black clothes and covered with their faces. They could only see a pair of eyes and a blade of great lengths, rushing towards Wang Cheng and others in the middle.

Among the masters of warriors, cold weapons are definitely more useful than hot weapons. Especially for these masters who want to walk among different countries, the first choice is cold weapons.

Because it is basically impossible to enter and exit the country, it is difficult to find hot weapons again when entering other countries. But cold weapons are different. As long as you are willing, you can find a handy cold weapon there.

Therefore, mercenaries or government special service personnel who walk outside to perform tasks are basically masters who fight with bare hands or make good use of cold weapons; masters who simply use hot weapons may be very popular in a certain area, but on a global scale, they basically become second- and third-rate, and they need to rely on others to serve them and prepare common weapons to exert their combat effectiveness.

Therefore, the fifteen other people used swords and weapons, which made Lu Dahu and others breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they also felt that this was taken for granted.

Lu Dahu stared at his eyes and saw that Wang Cheng was not at a loss when facing the opponent's masters. He immediately turned around and did not help Wang Cheng, but rushed towards the men in black who were rushing towards him with one punch. His five team members also took action with him, wanting to block these people together and hand over the invading masters in the middle to Wang Cheng to hold on. The distance was not far. Once Wang Cheng was in danger, they could save him in time.

If Wang Cheng could hold his opponent down, they could quickly deal with these relatively weak men in black. At that time, it would be simple and easy for them to deal with Hattori Shi Aki and others together.

The masked woman seemed to be prepared for Yang Qingyu's Tai Chi. She stepped on a steady and flexible pace and kept retreating, but did not attack Yang Qingyu. However, when Yang Qingyu continued to pursue, she had to take action, otherwise she would be injured by Yang Qingyu in close combat, and she might end up with Hattori Shi Aki.

warehouse……

A dazzling light flashed in the dark air again, and a light lit up directly from the masked woman's hand. She finally pulled out the long sword behind her, turned her body slightly, and her wrist was very steady, and the sword tip pierced Yang Qingyu's eyebrows.

Yang Qingyu paused and then retreated quickly. The blade was too sharp. She was about to defend, but she found that the opponent did not continue to pursue. Instead, when he retreated, the opponent turned around and ran away.

This made Yang Qingyu stunned for a moment. Why did she run away without fighting? She could see that the masked woman's sword technique was very powerful, and her internal cultivation was not weak. Judging from her strength and breathing level, she was definitely not inferior to the internal cultivation level of the Huajin realm. If the opponent stabbed her with a sword, she had to retreat. If she fought head-on, she probably wouldn't be the opponent's sword.

After all, the sharp sword is definitely many times more powerful than the fist.

But when the opponent had the advantage of strength, he turned around and ran away.

Yang Qingyu was a little stunned, and did not continue to pursue her feet. She didn't think much about it. She ran away. She knew that this was not the time to chase people, and the main thing was to resolve the battle as soon as possible. She turned around and avoided the blade of a man in black, grabbed the other party's arm, and slashed it and removed his arm joint, making it unable to exert force.

Liu Shicheng was also chasing the man who used the longbow all the way. He was like the masked woman and didn't want to fight at all. He turned around and ran towards the darkness at a very fast speed. I think he had practiced his steps and corresponding internal breathing, which was very effective for escaping or chasing.

At this time, Hattori Shiaki, who was lying on the ground and gasping for difficulty, suddenly shouted: "Heiliang Sakura, what have you promised your master?"

Hattori Shi Aki's voice came from a long distance, very clearly in the night sky. The masked woman who ran into the darkness suddenly stopped, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes, and she snorted coldly. Then she turned her steps and came back. She rushed directly towards Yang Qingyu. When she was still three meters away from Yang Qingyu, she suddenly pulled out the sword blade behind her back. The sword light passed through a dazzling light in the air like a training game, as unstoppable as a waterfall rushing down from the sky, and the cold air covered Yang Qingyu's whole body.

Yang Qingyu just took off a masked man's arms and felt a sudden rise of hair on his body, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen for a moment, and a cold feeling grew from the bottom of his heart.

There is danger!

Yang Qingyu rushed forward without looking back. The sword blade was slashed from behind her, and a soft and glossy black hair was cut off and scattered in the air.

The masked woman Ping Liangying's sword blade did not stop at all. After cutting off Yang Qingyu's black hair, the sword blade instantly stopped in the air, showing her super internal cultivation and strength, as well as her absolute control of the weapons in her hands. There was no emotion in her eyes, only a coldness, and she took a step forward, her arms and sword tips connected into a straight line, whistling straight toward Yang Qingyu's back heart.

Hattori Shiaki struggled to get up, his hands were unable to pull out the blade from his waist, his face was ferocious and unwilling. His strength was a top expert similar to Iga Mincheng who fought with Wang Cheng last time. Once he took all his strength, Wang Cheng might not be able to compete head-on at this time.

You should know that last time Iga Mincheng did not carry a knife, but just used a hand knife to force Wang Cheng to be difficult to defend. Now Hattori Shiaki has a knife, and his lethality is definitely at least three times that of Iga Mincheng at that time.

Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and thought that everything was under his control, and he was not sure of Wang Cheng's strength. He still got news from the Iga family that Wang Cheng had not had a few moves under Iga Mingcheng, so he did not take Wang Cheng seriously at all. He thought that he could kill Wang Cheng with just one sword, so he suffered a great loss in front of Wang Cheng at the beginning and lost his combat ability on the spot.

At this time, he could not exert his strength, so he could only rely on others, staring at Wang Cheng and hurriedly shouted: "Ryoying, Masao, Carter, Stu, all take action and kill this kid together. He is our first target this time. As long as he dies, we will complete the task!"

Wang Cheng is a disciple of Changhe of Wusheng Mountain, and is almost the public enemy of their Japanese martial arts world.

In the darkness, Masao Murakami, holding the longbow, stopped quickly, turned around, his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty cold light, and skillfully pulled out a sharp arrow from the quiver behind him, and then instantly opened the bow, pointing directly at Wang Cheng, who was chasing Carter.

The white man, Stu, who punched Wang Cheng, took a few steps back and covered his stomach and couldn't recover for a while. Another white man, Carter, changed drastically and rushed towards Wang Cheng in an instant. Carter's punch was finally not Chinese martial arts, but the Western boxing cross boxing that Wang Cheng had seen in Wusheng Mountain in the past!

This is a inherited boxing technique from Western religions, which is impossible for ordinary people to learn, and is different from the situation where national martial arts are almost popular on the land of China.

Those who can learn Western religious boxing such as Cross Boxing are absolutely masters with inheritance and background.

Carter's angular face had no expression on his face, his steps were rapid and weird, his fists were out at the same time, and his fists crossed, showing a cross, which could attack or defend, and could attack with one punch, and could also attack with both fists together, which could be transformed into defense in an instant, which could be said to be varied.

However, Wang Cheng ignored Carter who was chasing behind him, because Yang Qingyu was not far away, followed by a snow-white blade.

Wang Cheng's eyes were fixed, and he rushed out in a hurry, stepped forward and hugged Yang Qingyu in his arms. Then his palm roared up. With a tiger roar, he grabbed the sword edge that followed, almost indistinguishable from the order.

laugh!

The sword edge was tightly grasped by Wang Cheng in the palm of his hand, and he moved forward a little in his hand, making a harsh and unpleasant friction sound. Blood almost burst out from Wang Cheng's hand, dyeing the snow-white sword edge red.

Heiliang Sakura and Hattori Shiaki who stood up both widened their eyes. Obviously, neither of them believed that Wang Cheng could grab the sword with his bare hands.

The origin of this sword is not simple, and its name is still above the famous sword of the Iga family inherited. It is a famous national treasure that is truly famous in the national treasure list of the Japanese imperial family. It is the inheritance blade of the Hattori family. It has been used since the first generation of Hattori Hanzo. The sword name Tianyun contains the meaning of supporting Japan's national fortune at that time. It is the sword of Hanzo of each generation of Hattori family, and it is also the sword of Hattori Keno that year. It is definitely not an exaggeration to cut the gold-cut stone, but a fact.
To be continued...