Yang Yu was startled, and hurriedly stepped back, only to see a dart stuck in the position where he was standing.

At the same time, a figure came out of the shadows.

Yang Yu carefully looked at the person who came out.

The man was dressed in black, with a mask on his face, which had no ornamentation, a white mask with two holes in it, revealing only a pair of eyes.

“……”

The moment Yang Wei saw this eye, his nerves were also tensed together.

This person is different from the guards just now, he is a master, and he is definitely a master with blood-stained hands, and his strength is not bad!

The man in black also stared at Yang Ji with burning eyes, chattering, not knowing what to say.

"Islanders?"

Yang Yi was stunned, he didn't expect to attract an island countryman, but just now he had obviously observed the villa with his divine pupils.

The two samurai in the villa have been attracted out, and other than that, no other islanders have been found, how did this person avoid his divine pupils?

Thinking like this, Yang Ji didn't know when a few more silver needles appeared in his hand, and said coldly: "Don't speak in your bird language, I don't understand." If I'm not mistaken, you probably speak Huaxia, right?"

"Huh. The man in black sneered, changed his tongue to a twisted Huaxia dialect, and said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a capable person as you among the police in Huaxia, I am really surprised! My name is Ichiro Muraguchi, a ninja from the island country!"

"Ninja?" Yang Jian raised an eyebrow.

So far, he has also fought with the samurai of the island country, but he has never fought with ninjas, he is very unfamiliar with these ninjas, and what makes Yang Ji even more troublesome is that there are so many hostages around, he can't use his hands and feet here.

Originally, Yang Wei let the poker-faced girl make a big fuss outside, just to attract these real masters to go out, but he didn't expect that there was still one person on the other side.

"I don't think you want to make a move here, do you? How about we fight in another place?" Yamamura Ichiro sensed Yang Ji's concerns, and said with a smile: "These women are still going to be sold to our country, but we plan to use them to make a lot of money, if we hurt them, we won't be able to sell them for a good price!"

Ichiro Yamaguchi was very confident in his words, as if these people were already in his bag, and he didn't put Yang Ji in his eyes at all.

"Old gentleman, you hide here first, don't go out......" Yang Ji knew the other party's purpose, but this was also what he was happy to see, and immediately said to the old man.

"Little brother, be careful. The old man bowed his head slightly and admonished.

Yang Jian then looked at Ichiro Yamamura, "Where to fight?"

"Boy, count yourself as daring. Yamamura Ichiro sneered, and then continued: "Come with me!"

With that, Ichiro Yamamura turned around and left.

He wasn't worried about Yang Ji escaping, because Yang Ji's purpose was these hostages, and he was confident that Yang Ji would not be able to leave these people and escape.

And to escape here with so many ordinary people, it is almost impossible.

"Where are you going to take me?" After walking for a while, Yang Yu looked around, and the two of them had already appeared in an empty room, but Ichiro Yamamura didn't mean to stop, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"If you want to die like this, it will be fulfilled for you, this is your burial place!" Yamamura Ichiro's cold voice sounded, and at the same time, his figure disappeared abruptly.

"What's going on?"

Yang Wei was shocked in his heart, this mountain village Ichiro would suddenly disappear?

Before Yang Jian could figure out how Ichiro Yamamura could disappear, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and he flew backwards almost instinctively, but there was still an extra knife mark on his face.

At this moment, Yamamura Ichiro has reappeared, although he is wearing a mask, but there is still a flash of brilliance in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect Yang Ji to dodge his attack.

"Huaxia boy, I have to say, it's very good that you can dodge my attacks, but unfortunately, I'm a ninja who knows stealth techniques, and you are definitely not my opponent. Ichiro Yamamura said proudly with a katana in one hand.

"Stealth technique?" Yang Ji was shocked.

He is also a cultivator now, and he also knows that a small number of cultivators have abilities, and the strength of this small group of people is generally stronger than other cultivators of the same level.

It's like he knows how to have pupils, and Liu Hao knows telekinesis, but Yang Wei never thought that someone actually had stealth ability.

"That's right, I'm not comparable to ordinary samurai. Ichiro Yamamura looked extremely proud.

As the voice fell, his figure disappeared again......

Yang Ji hurriedly turned on the Divine Pupil Technique, three hundred and sixty-five degrees without dead ends, and looked around, but did not find half a figure.

The pupil is invalid?

Yang Yu originally thought that he with the divine pupil would be enough to crack the other party's stealth technique, but he didn't expect that it would not have any effect.

"Whoa—"

And at this moment, another cold light flashed and shot towards Yang Ji.

Yang Ji was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly flew backwards again, and at the same time, two darts were inserted in the position where Yang Ji was originally standing.

"Woohoo Blah-"

All this was not over yet, as the two darts missed, a large number of darts shot towards Yang Ji from all directions.

Yang Ji's brows tightened together, although he dodged a few darts with his keen perception, but if he continued like this, he couldn't find the other party's position, so he could only be beaten passively.

In the long run, you will definitely be hit by the opponent's darts.

"Whoa—"

And at this moment, Yang Jian saw a flower in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared in his sight, but soon disappeared again.

"Delusion?"

The figure disappeared too quickly, and Yang Yu didn't care too much, but it was this moment of distraction, and a sharp killing force had swept towards him.

"Chok—"

Yang Ji almost instinctively reached out to block.

The katana slashed at Yang Ji's arm, leaving only a white mark on Yang Ji's hand, and it could not break through the defenses of the immortal golden body.

Yamamura Ichiro showed his figure again, flew backwards, looked at Yang Ji in surprise, and asked, "Huaxia boy, why is your skin so hard?"

"A man can't help but be hard, do you think I'm like you, soft and soft?" Yang Ji looked at the other party sarcastically.

"Hmph, Huaxia boy, don't be rampant! I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Yamamura Ichiro roared angrily, this time he did not stealth, but brandished his katana and slashed towards Yang Ji.

"Choking, choking—"

Yang Yu hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, his hands were protected in front of him, blocking the katana that Yamamura Ichiro swung out.

This Yamamura Ichiro's attack methods are similar to those of ordinary samurai, the only difference is that the other party has a stealth technique that ordinary samurai does not have.

The other party's cultivation is only a star-level Great Perfection, if it weren't for the stealth skills, he really wouldn't be in the eyes of Yang Ji today.

"Whoa—"

Just as Yang Ji was thinking like this, the katana in Yamamura Ichiro's hand slashed towards Yang Ji again, straight to Yang Ji's throat.

"Choke!~"

There was another loud bang, and Yang Jian hurriedly waved his arm to block.

But this time, the katana actually cut the skin on Yang Ji's hand, and a touch of bright red blood flowed down the skin.

At the same time, Ichiro Yamamura suddenly pulled out another katana from his waist and stabbed Yang Ji in the abdomen.

"Twin Knife Flow?"

Yang Jian was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that this mountain village Ichiro was actually a double knife stream, and in the face of the katana that stabbed directly, he hurriedly stepped on the floating light and flew backwards.

At the same time as dodging the attack, the flames lingered in Yang Ji's palm, and a frenzied seven-star palm slammed towards Yamamura Ichiro.

The fire dragon that condensed from the flames came in front of Ichiro Yamamura in just an instant.

"Carving insect skills, cross slash-"

Yamamura Ichiro scolded angrily, and two katanas were slashed out at the same time, bringing up two swords, crisscrossing vertically and horizontally, and swept towards the fire dragon.

The two energies collided together, and the fire dragon was instantly annihilated, but Ichiro Yamamura still staggered back a few steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"With all due respect, you're a spicy chicken!" Yang Jian said as he looked at the embarrassed Ichiro Yamamura, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Huaxia boy, don't be rampant! Indeed, I can't beat you head-on, but as long as I enter the state of stealth, you will definitely not be my opponent. ”

Ichiro Yamamura entered the state of stealth again and rushed towards Yang Ji to kill him.

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