In the battle with the FBI, the casualties of the Kawaguchi-gumi were already not small, and now that there are so many new forces in Nansenmen, how can they resist it.

In just a few minutes, the people of the Kawaguchi-gumi were almost dead, leaving only Oda and a few dozen people around him, and all of them were injured.

Looking at the crowd of black oppressors surging in front of him, Xiao Tian, who was covered in blood, felt despair in his heart. It's exactly the same situation that the FBI just faced, except now it's them.

Xiao Tian was desperate, not to mention the rest of the people, and many members began to retreat, unwilling to fight, and fled in all directions.

They wanted to escape, but where they fled, they were blocked by the disciples of Nanqianmen in all directions, and they were shot and killed by the disciples of Nanqianmen just a few steps after running out.

The defeat was like a mountain, and for a time, everyone in the Kawaguchi group was beaten to cry and cry for their mother, there was no way to go to the sky, there was no door to go down, and they were like headless flies.

Oda was so angry that his lips trembled and he screamed loudly, trying to stabilize his panicked men, but no one listened to him at all.

"Bastard!" Oda shot down one of his men who was trying to escape, and then shouted, "Hold on!

"Hehe! Here, it seems that no one listens to you anymore!" A cold voice was like a basin of cold water, and when it was poured on his head, Xiao Tian shivered, and the person calmed down.

"Who...... Who are you?" Xiao Tian spoke good Chinese, but he rarely spoke it. He looked horrified at the dense crowd around him.

As soon as the crowd in front of him moved, Xiao Tian vaguely saw a person walking out, his appearance was not clear, but he saw a pair of sparkling eyes.

The cold light like lightning shot on his face, giving birth to an irrepressible fear from the deepest part of his heart, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and asked in surprise, "You...... Who are you?"

"The Lord of the Southern Thousand Gate guards Lu Wu!" the corners of Lu Wu's mouth were slightly raised, and the cold light in his eyes was even better.

"South...... Nan Qianmen, you are from Nan Qianmen?!" Xiao Tian's body trembled.

The dark jungle was filled with the smell of gunsmoke and blood, and the ground was littered with corpses and bullet casings, and people walked on it, clattering and clattering.

Lu Wu strolled towards Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian's whole heart shrunk into a ball, and he looked left and right in a panic.

Lu Wu sneered: "Don't look any further, your subordinates have already gone on the road one step ahead of you." ”

Oda's head buzzed, and around him, only Yamamoto was left, and there was no one else. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his voice as much as possible, but his tone was still a little stammering, and said, "Mr. Lu, let's ...... We have no grievances, you ...... Why are you ......?"

Lu Wu said lightly: "Do you know, the people you killed just now are all FBI!"

"I know, but I didn't do anything to you Nanqianmen. There is no grievance between the two of us, please let me go, and I will definitely have a retribution!" Xiao Tian rolled his eyes and said earnestly.

"No grievances?"

Lu Wu smiled disdainfully, it was Xiao Tian's group who arranged for Brother Feng to assassinate Brother Feng before, and now he actually said that there was no grievance and no hatred, it was really ridiculous!

Of course, these words could not be spoken, and there were people lying on the ground, although most of them were corpses, but there must still be living people. Who knows if there are any FBI people alive in it, so Lu Wu, who shouldn't say it, will never say it.

"Hehe, Xiao Tian, don't be smart, we Nanqianmen are friends with the FBI, and I'm here to save them. But you brutes have killed all of the FBI, and I will naturally avenge my friends! So, you must die!"

"Wait...... Wait a minute, this ...... This is a misunderstanding, you listen to my explanation......" Hearing the murderous intent in Lu Wu's words, Xiao Tian shook his hands repeatedly, hoping to explain things clearly.

"Explain, okay! You can explain it to the King of Yama!" Lu Wu stretched out his hand, and in his hand was a Miao knife that flashed with cold light.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Lu Wu raised his knife and was about to erase Oda's neck, Yamamoto stepped forward and pulled out the Japanese katana at his waist, stared at Lu Wu's eyes, and said in half-baked Chinese: "Friend, I am a swordsman, and you are also a swordsman, do you dare to fight with me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Lu Wu's eyes lit up when he saw the katana in Yamamoto's hand. The blade is long and narrow, the knife light is cold, the cold light is dazzling, and it is a good knife at a glance.

"Friend, do you dare to make a bet with me, if I win against you, you will let go of Team Leader Oda. If I lose, the two of us are at your disposal!" Yamamoto said loudly.

"Why don't you dare?"

Lu Wu's long knife was across his chest, and a touch of arrogance welled up on his handsome face. In terms of using knives, Lu Wu has never served anyone, and he is also an arrogant lord.

"Alright, let's get started!" Yamamoto, an Oriental samurai, withdrew his gaze like lightning, and a trace of excitement flashed unexpectedly in his eyes, his tongue licked his somewhat dry lips, and the blood stained on his lips was licked clean by him.

Now he is a bloodthirsty lone wolf in the wilderness, fierce, cunning, and ruthless, the meaning of these three words is perfectly expressed in his green eyes.

His right hand, holding a katana upside down, shook it, and lightning slashed at Lu Wu's throat.

He held the katana in a strange way, holding it backwards, hiding the blade under his forearm. Ordinary people can't see the weapon in his hand at all, just because he is hitting with his forearm.

This is the short sword grip of Oriental Kendo, which belongs to the second sword stream, and it evolved after 400 years of shogunate warfare to confuse the enemy, and it is the most effective killing technique.

If it is an ordinary martial artist, looking at his movements, it is likely that he will not be able to judge that he is secretly holding a weapon. As a result, if you use a grappling or knocking with your own arm, you will suffer immediately!

But what kind of character is Lu Wu! Who will be confused by his skill under the forearm of the second sword? Suddenly he shrank his head, and at the same time as he flashed a stroke, a dark leg kicked him in the crotch.

Bang! The legs touched, and Yamamoto actually cut off his legs horizontally all of a sudden, blocking Lu Wu's dark leg. At the same time, his body was also shaken back two steps.

"This guy has kung fu, not an easy character to deal with, but he can actually resist my dark leg kick! This is the kung fu of Toyo Aiki's martial arts. Lu Wu's leg was held up, and although he kicked the opponent back, the opponent was not injured, which is obviously not something that ordinary people can do.

Oriental Aikido pays attention to conversion, air flow, first priority, and capacity.

This kind of perception is similar to that of Tai Chi pushers.

In between the switch of moves, perceive and perceive the enemy's air current, so as to know the enemy's attack direction one step ahead of time in an instant. Get the first move, and in one fell swoop, cut off the enemy's airflow, and subdue or defuse the enemy's attack.

Just now, Yamamoto resisted Lu Wu's dark legs, and he used the listening power of insight into the first opportunity. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to resist the dark leg.

One leg tested Yamamoto's skills, but Lu Wu didn't have a chance to think about it, and quickly took three steps back, flashing the slash of Yamamoto's katana.

Retreating and flashing, Lu Wu suddenly stopped, and used a dragon-shaped grappling, the force from the spine, and the elbow with his shoulder! The entire vertebrae behind him, like a big dragon breaking the body, rushed upward, driving the arm and shoulder joint to protrude violently. The whole arm was actually increased a lot by his joint technique.

Syllable!

He turned around in dragon shape and grabbed it, stretched his arm, grabbed it accurately, and grabbed Yamamoto's katana-wielding wrist in one fell swoop.

Yamamoto's eyes widened violently, the corners of his mouth flashed hideous, and he snatched Lu Wu with his body, and at the same time pulled his clothes with his other hand and hugged him.

He actually wanted to take this opportunity to hug Lu Wu.

This is the grappling technique of Toyo Jiu-Jitsu. There is no doubt that as long as Lu Wu is grabbed by his clothes and hugged and restricts his movements, he can use all kinds of killing methods.

Lu Wu's body is flexible and he dodges quickly. If this advantage is limited, then it is really difficult to say whether the winner will be lost.

However, where would Lu Wu give him the opportunity to pull his clothes and hug and wrestle.

Holding Yamamoto's hand, Lu Wu immediately flashed to Yamamoto's back, and then grabbed Yamamoto's wrist with one hand with eagle claws, and with a shake, Yamamoto's body was shaken, Lu Wu turned over, grabbed his two ankles, and threw them into the distance, throwing them four or five meters away before falling to the ground.

This time to arrest people, drag people backwards, shame people, Lu Wu's methods are fast, all in one go, which did not hit the opponent's vital parts, and there was no time to fight the vital points. But as soon as Yamamoto fell to the ground, he struggled violently, and he couldn't stand up, supporting himself with his hands, and his hands and feet were soft.

Tesuji, hamstrings, people who are picked, this is exactly the case.

Lu Wu grabbed and threw it lightly, and he had already broken Yamamoto's tendons and tendons.

Human tendons are like lute-strings, like strings. If you don't grasp the power of the bullet if you don't grasp it well, it will break! When you wave the pipa, it is precisely the fingers that you press and play one point at a time. You can divide the enemy's tendons in one fell swoop. This trick is called splitting the muscles and bones.

Then, without giving Yamamoto a chance to struggle, Lu Wushan stepped forward, and the Miao knife in his hand was like a flash of lightning slashing through Yamamoto's throat.

Puff~

A line of Yin Hong's blood splashed three feet!

Yamamoto, an Oriental samurai, was cut by Lu Wu's throat with a knife!

Then, Lu Wu picked up the katana that fell to the ground, flicked the blade of the knife, made a crisp sound, and said, "Good knife!"