The murderous aura made Tang Yi instinctively push away Yang Han who was sitting aside.

Then he lowered his head and quickly avoided it.

"Bang!"

In the flash of lightning, two palm-sized shurikens were pressed on the trunk of the big tree that Tang Yi originally relied on.

The sound is thick, and the Shuriken, which is half an inch, is extremely sharp.

"Japanese Ninja!"

Avoiding the other party's sneak attack, Tang Yi and Yang Han had already hid behind the tree.

Looking at the hidden weapon on the tree trunk, the other party turned out to be a Japanese ninja.

Judging from the degree of infiltration, the opponent's wrist strength is not weak, and at least he is a Zhongnin.

The Ninja Sect is also old, and most of the cannon fodder belongs to the Shinin.

The captain level among them is called Zhongren, and its strengths are uneven, with high and low.

But the two Shurikens in front of me are definitely a powerful guy, and they are also the backbone.

Like Chinese martial arts, with the advent of the Age of Hot Weapons, Ninja has also withered a lot.

But various assassination methods have also become secret weapons and have been tried and tested.

This is not the first time Tang Yi has met a ninja, but this time he is a little troublesome.

His physical fitness was greatly reduced, and his five senses were reduced a lot. In addition, with Yang Han around him, he did not dare to make a rash move.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh!"

Just as they were avoiding two shurikens, three shots were shot from the side again.

Although he was secret and had a tricky angle, his murderous aura still exposed his intentions.

Tang Yi turned over and grabbed Yang Han, who was also lying on the ground, and rolled on the ground. Three shurikens pounced on the air again and landed on the ground.

"clang!"

A spark flashed, and another shuriken shot towards him, which had already grasped the other party's habit. Tang Yi waved his hand and the heavy machete in his hand hit the shuriken directly.

"There are no timid rats, they can only hide from each other and hide. Are they not going to show up to meet your ancestors!"

He held Yang Han in one hand and protected her body, and held the machete in the other hand and his eyes fell into the shade of the tree.

At this time, the sun is born and the jungle is dense, so there are still many dark places.

This shuriken shot out from the shadows, and the guy who was sneaking into it was hidden inside.

Another Type 92 police gun, another ninja appeared. Tang Yi felt more and more that this matter was becoming more and more complicated.

"God treats me well and lets me meet you here. Do you know that during this period, I have been thinking about this day every day, and today I can finally dream come true!"

In the shade of the trees, there was a sneer and followed a figure and walked out.

A long samurai sword hung around his waist, and a hint of cold eyes between his eyebrows and eyes.

"I didn't expect it was you!"

Tang Yi looked at the opposite side and walked out, which was Miyahira Yoshira who was defeated by himself.

Frowning, he should have guessed that it was this guy long ago.

"Of course it was me. I originally thought that this would be a very boring task. I didn't expect that I could meet you here. I wanted to wait for me to complete the task and settle the score with you, but I didn't expect you to come to you by yourself!"

The slightly distorted face of Miyahei Yoshira is known as a genius that is rare in a century, and has received a lot of honors since childhood.

As a proud person, he had almost never suffered any setbacks, but he never expected that he would have suffered such a big fall in China.

He will remember this hatred and hatred forever. He will never give up if he does not kill Tang Yi.

"You killed the previous ranger?"

Looking at the other person's momentum, if it were before, he would not be worthy of carrying his shoes to himself.

But now, Tang Yi must take it seriously, especially in the battle of life and death. Tang Yi will not be careless, because he knows that once he underestimates the enemy, the end of the world will not be far away.

Holding the long blade in his hand tightly, Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, life and death were in this battle.

"That's right, that kind of lowly life should not survive in this world. You ants, including you, are not worthy of dominating this land at all. The Japanese Empire will make a comeback sooner or later!"

When Miyahei Yoshira talks about murder, he doesn't care at all, and it's just a trivial matter.

"Very good, very good. Since you admit it, there is no need to be judged. The killer dies. The eternal truth is that you cannot leave today. And as a soldier, I will tell you a message to the war criminals below after you die. Anyone who insults me in the future will be killed without mercy!"

Tang Yi's tone of speaking was not loud, but Yang Han could hear the firmness.

Word by word, every word is majestic, and the eyes shot out from those eyes are endless murderous intent.

"Hahahaha, guy who speaks wildly. The last time I was raped by you, you will not have another chance this time. This knife has never drunk human blood. This time you are lucky to be my tribute to sacrifice my knife!"

The samurai sword on Miyahei Yoshira's waist is a set of them, and the longest one is a masterpiece of famous masters.

Over the years, as a master of his generation, Miyahira Yoshira rarely has the opportunity to shoot, and most of the time, a short sword is enough to meet the enemy.

The forest rangers and the National Security Bureau had died on his knife, and this long knife was his real ability.

While speaking, Miyahira Yoshira slowly held the long blade in his hand. The knife was named the famous blade, which was carefully created by the top Japanese sword-casting masters.

As the famous blade slowly pulled out of the scabbard, the cold light surged in the face of the sunlight.

"It's indeed a good knife, but the master is not worthy!"

Tang Yi has seen many famous tools, but this knife is by no means easy to see.

As the scabbard landed, Yoshira Miyasu had prepared a killer move, so Tang Yi naturally did not neglect it.

"You walk along the mountain, don't stop, keep walking, the farther the better, I'll chase you later!"

Unbuttoned the backpack on his back, Tang Yi threw down all the weights and held the thick blade in his hand tightly.

This knife was given to him by his godfather. Although it is not a famous weapon, it is extremely thick.

At the same time, he lowered his voice and said to Yang Han behind him.

"Then be careful, I'll wait for you in front!"

Yang Han is not pretentious, because she knows that staying here will only cause trouble for Tang Yi.

Slowly retreating, her eyes looked at Tang Yi's back.

She still has a lot of things to say, but now she can't say it. She believes that Tang Yi will keep his promise.

"You can travel as far as you want, because I will kill your man and go to you later. It is said that Chinese women taste good, and I will enjoy the gift you left for me and then send her to you!"

The opposite side of the house, Yoshira Miyahira smiled unscrupulously, stuck out her tongue and licked the blade, and looked at Yang Han's beautiful face greedily.

However, Tang Yi stood in front of him and said no more. The battle between swords and swords is impermanent.

"kill!"

Gonghei Yoshira roared, and a long blade in his hand drew a cold light and rushed straight to Tang Yi. With a fierce murderous aura, the two of them fought together.
Chapter completed!