"Bang Bang Bang !!"

The four samurai who rushed towards the middle-aged man's Iga Rapid Knife Stream came faster than they went, and they were knocked out one after another, falling in the snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The four men did not move again after they fell in the snow, no one screamed again, no one struggled, only the bodies of the two of them jerked their legs on the ground twice, and twitched.

He's dead!

All four of them died, and they died crisply, without even a little pain.

Shoot to kill!

The middle-aged man looked up, looked at the huge old manor, and then walked in very calmly.

He has a name, called Zhang Wenqing, but not many people know his name, so he is not famous and very low-key, but he is indeed a strong master who can make all the strong people in the world awe.

There are eight people on the heavenly list, fifteen years ago, Zhang Wenqing and Lan Di, who were still young and middle-aged, were on this list together, although they were the last two people, but fifteen years later, the two of them have grown strong enough to make those who are ranked in front of them on the heavenly list feel awe and fear.

A strong man on the Heavenly List appeared in the ancient mansion of the Iga family, but it didn't attract much attention, because no one knew who Zhang Wenqing was, let alone that he was a strong man on the Heavenly List.

However, when the four Iga-ryu disciples were killed by Zhang Wenqing with one blow, it still caused quite a stir.

Soon, the news spread to the inner courtyard of the house, and some important people in charge of the Iga family learned the news, and before they got the news, more members of the Iga family and those samurai disciples who worshiped in the Iga stream to cultivate the fast sword stream rushed out, rushing out with katana and other cold weapons.

Zhang Wenqing's face was calm, he naturally didn't pay attention to these disciples of Iga Liu and the Iga family, and when he came here today, he had only one opponent, Iga Chunqiu.

Of course, it is not so easy to meet Iga Chunu, so he has to show enough sincerity.

For the Japanese, Zhang Wenqing seems to have a grudge, so his shots are very ruthless, often one blow kills, when more Japanese samurai rushed out from the inner courtyard with a katana, looking at the black press, he did not have the slightest fear, just rushed over directly, the speed was faster, better than those samurai.

Xiao Qiang is always self-believing and arrogant, but if he faced such a black and oppressive Japanese samurai, he was afraid that he would turn around and flee, and he would not dare to face the battle.

But Zhang Wenqing dared, not only dared, but he also had absolute confidence to clean up these people, and then find Iga Chunqiu, who is now recognized as the second in the Tianbang, to have a good fight.

If Xiao Qiang could appear here and see Zhang Wenqing's movements and speed, he would not be scared into a cold sweat by Iga Chunqiu's performance at the bar last night. There will be no doubt about the strength of the senior brother.

However, Xiao Qiang is not here, and besides, Fuguang and Takeshita Jiansheng are not here.

There are indeed not many people in the ancient manor of the huge Iga family, except for the ancestor Iga Chunqiu, who is sitting here, there are actually only a few masters of the martial arts world of the Iga family here every day leading a group of disciples to practice kendo.

Five minutes later, Zhang Wenqing came to the front of the oldest wooden building behind the Iga family, covered in blood. He carried two knives in his hands, two blood-stained katanas, and behind him, dozens of disciples and disciples of the Iga clan looked at his back in horror, and they all raised their katanas at chest level, ready to fight at any time, but no one dared to kill him again.

Even if Zhang Wenqing had his back to these samurai and swordsmen, none of these Iga-ryu samurai dared to do anything to him, even if it was a surprise attack.

Because in just the past ten minutes, they have killed one hundred and thirty-nine people, including several of their masters and uncles, all of whom have cultivated the Iga family's fast sword flow to a certain level, and have a decisive position in the entire Japanese martial arts world.

If Iga Chunqiu was a god in the eyes of these Japanese samurai, the patron saint of the entire Japanese martial arts world and even the Japanese country, then now, Zhang Wenqing is a demon in their eyes, a demon that can be compared to their patron saint.

The shouts and killings outside have been sounding for a long time, and the screams continue to spread, which naturally has already alarmed Iga Chunqiu, but Iga Chunqiu still didn't make a move, he waited in the room.

It wasn't until Zhang Wenqing came to the ancient courtyard where he lived that he walked out of the room, and then glanced at Zhang Wenqing with a calm face, and then at the disciples of the Iga family behind Zhang Wenqing, and there was a faint hint of anger in his deep eyes.

"The authentic descendant of Taoism, Zhang Wenqing came to ask Mr. Iga for martial arts, and asked Mr. Iga for advice!"

Zhang Wenqing clenched his hands into fists and said to Iga Chunqiu.

When the words of the authentic Taoist heir came into his ears, two rays of light obviously burst out from Iga Chunqiu's deep eyes, and his face was much more solemn, looking at Zhang Wenqing and said, "Who are you, Mr. Zhang Tianqiao?"

"Family teacher!" Zhang Wenqing replied without concealment.

Iga Chunqiu's expression became more solemn, and he had a little more respect for Zhang Wenqing, even jealousy, and continued to ask, "Is Mr. Zhang still alive?"

For the Japanese martial arts community, the reason why they can open real martial arts gyms all over the world but dare not open them on Chinese territory for so many years is because they don't dare, why don't they dare, it's all because of Zhang Tianqiao.

Perhaps the Chinese and Japanese martial arts people in recent decades do not know the reason, but for the old people of Iga's generation, they will never forget that when they were still in World War II, a Taoist priest from China walked around the land of Japan, and since then, the real strong masters of Japanese martial arts have never dared to set foot on the land of China.

Iga Chunqiu once promised in front of his father and master that as long as the old Taoist priest in China did not die, he would never set foot on that land of China for the rest of his life.

The current Iga Chunqiu is also ninety-eight years old, however, he is still very tough, still very young, with his cultivation realm and current physical state, there is no problem in living for a few more decades, and even he can fight for another ten to twenty years.

But over the years, he still rarely left the ancient mansion of the Iga family, and he still devoted himself to cultivation because he could wait. As long as he can still fight, for him, it doesn't take twenty years, it doesn't need ten years, one year is enough.

In just one year, he will be able to walk through that piece of Chinese land, so that the warriors of that land will never dare to set foot on Japanese territory again, just like him.

However, Iga Chunu still didn't wait for the news he wanted, so he could only continue to wait in this old house.

"I don't know. Zhang Wenqing's answer was very serious, he didn't hide it, and there was no need to hide it, what he said was the truth: "I saw his old man once more than ten years ago, but I haven't seen him since then, but his old man was still very strong at the beginning, and he looked the same as Mr. Iga now, I think, the master and his old man have long understood the Taoist truth, and it will not be so easy to drive the crane immortal." ”

"In this way, you didn't come with Mr. Zhang Tianqiao? You didn't come here at the behest of his old man?"

Zhang Wenqing smiled and nodded, but in his heart he was very surprised by the momentum on Iga Chunqiu's body.

Compared with the three old Taoist priests of Wudang School, Wuchen, Wufu and Wuyan, Iga Chunqiu's age does not have much advantage, but in terms of mental state, especially in terms of real combat state, Iga Chunqiu is obviously the same kind of person as himself, this person is not only a strange and strong man in the Japanese martial arts world, but also a practical talent who is good at actual combat!

"You ...... Get out. Iga Chunqiu suddenly raised his head, looked at the group of disciples and said.

Those disciples were stunned, no one expected Iga Chunqiu to give such an order, but none of them dared to go against Iga Chunqiu's will, under the leadership of several leaders, they all retreated backwards, and closed the gate of the small courtyard.

In the courtyard wall of the ancient mansion, only Iga Chunqiu and Zhang Wenqing remained.

"Why are you looking for me?" asked Iga Chunqiu coldly.

"Where do you need so many reasons!" Zhang Wenqing said calmly, his body shook, and the twin knives had appeared above Iga Chunqiu's head.