Whoosh -

The cold light of the village knife flashed, drawing a crescent-shaped arc of light in mid-air, the sun was shining in the sky, the cold moon and the red sun were shining together, Tang Guobin's eyes were like electricity, and he locked on the old man opposite, but the blade wiped off the neck of the young man behind him.

The old man didn't seem to care about the life and death of the knife-hugging person at all, his left shoulder was raised, and a thin palm poked out from the cuff of the kimono, the five knob-jointed fingers were slightly pinched, and a crane's beak reached out to Tang Guobin's Adam's apple.

A long knife struck the west, a tricky hand surrounded Wei to save Zhao, the two of them used something beyond fighting at the first meeting, this is experience, but also strategy, the real mature warrior will be the art of war, strategy, wisdom, and even the way of life into pure fighting skills, this is the real way to win.

The old man's crane beak is not as good as the Muramasa Demon Knife in terms of momentum and length, but the speed is several times faster than the Demon Knife, because Tang Guobin, who rushed to the front, is opposite him, and using the palm of his hand is the most direct and effective weapon, on the other hand, Tang Dashao's thunderous thunderbolt knife fell down.

Tang Guobin came to the island country and did not taste defeat in a hundred battles, and he had a feeling of trust in his heart for the warriors of the island country, these gang of knife goods are all twisted poles with empty stomachs, and this old man is no exception, with this preconceived emotion, he didn't care about the old man's crane beak hand to his throat, and the protective qi covered the whole body, and the trajectory of the demon knife under his hand remained unchanged and slashed towards the knife holder.

Burst!

Although it did not break the talisman on the spot, it produced an extremely strong thrust, stopping the momentum of Tang Dashao's forward rush, and the crescent moon knife flashed, choking! It was not the sound of cutting skin and breaking bones, but a crisp sound of gold and iron.

The long knife in the crook of the knife's arm bounced up like a stretch spring, the tip of the knife was still in the sheath, but the blade was pulled out, and the bladeless place just met the crescent knife, and it was blocked hard, but he was also rushed back two steps by the force of the impact under his feet, gritted his teeth and took a lunge, stretched out his hand and handed out the long knife that was most of the sheath forward, the old man seemed to have eyes behind his back, his right palm pierced out from under the ribs and buckled the handle of the knife, and the left palm of the crane beak was sent forward to break the opponent's protective qi, but Tang Dashao had already collected the knife and slid back and withdrew five feet, His gaze rested on the long knife in the old man's hand.

"Lei Cutter, I don't know if it's real or fake?" Tang Guobin looked at the long knife carved with lightning patterns all over his body, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, he didn't suffer much loss just now, but he was slightly disadvantaged.

The old man held the handle of the knife with both palms, and the blade was aimed at the middle of Tang Guobin's eyebrow, and said in a deep voice: "The name of the knife is Rachel, and the truth is to be tested by Muramasa." From the outside, the old man saw that the loess was buried in his neck, and he was full of anger when he spoke.

Tang Guobin backhanded the spine of the village knife to his shoulder, turned his head to look at the old man in front of him, and pouted: "The reputation of the thunder cutting knife has been heard by the young master, it is a stupid mallet named Tachibana Daoxue who uses a knife as a lightning rod, but he was scorched by lightning and half of it is dead inside, and he pretended to be thirteen and said that he used a knife to split Thor, it should be said that this is a prop for loading thirteen, right?" ”

Although the old man couldn't understand the connotation words such as stupid mallets, he generally understood a few layers of meaning from words such as lightning rods and props, and with Tang Dashao's vivid expression, it was not difficult to guess that he was despising the famous knife of Lei Che.

The old man didn't show any angry expression on his face, just tilted the tip of the knife slightly, and pointed at Tang Guobin's eyebrows, as if he was splitting his head in half at a slow speed.

Tang Guobin didn't pay attention to his action of erecting the knife at all, and casually raised the Muramasa knife in his hand and pulled a knife flower, jokingly: "Old man, don't pretend to be thirteen, hurry up and report your name, Young Master Ben will use the Muramasa knife to cut off your head today." ”

In fact, Tang Dashao could feel that the old man on the other side was the first real master he met in the island country, he was playing psychological warfare with himself, pointing at the opponent's vital points with a blade, and then making some slashing actions with the momentum, which often made people upset, and he fell behind when he really faced the enemy.

This trick is somewhat similar to the trick used by Miyamoto Musashi in a duel with Sasaki Kojiro here hundreds of years ago, first making the opponent wait for hours and getting upset, and then accusing the opponent of throwing away the scabbard and slashing him with a water-soaked wooden knife while the opponent was distracted. It may sound a bit despicable, but the duel of life and death doesn't care about the process and method, as long as you can kill the opponent and survive, it is a victory.

The Lei Cutting Knife in the old man's hand pointed at Tang Dashao's eyebrows, deliberately aimed at the position where his gaze was focused, and said coldly: "Miyamoto Takeo, it is indeed a pleasant thing to be able to compete with His Excellency Sesshomaru here today. ”

If you say the name of Miyamoto Takeo in the ninja martial arts world, it is a god-like figure, this old man is the rumored ninja supreme who has lived for one hundred and fifty years, and is respected as a god ninja, and the Rachel Treasure Knife in his hand is the sword that His Majesty the Emperor personally gave to protect the country, as long as the country is facing a real crisis, he will be invited to help, one thing must be clarified, he and Miyamoto Musashi have no half-dime relationship, and it is purely a coincidence that there are two words in the name.

Tang Guobin really hadn't heard of this old man's reputation, and smiled disdainfully: "It's not good for you to be happy with Young Master Ben, unless you can send your head over and cut Young Master Ben twice, then it's really pleasant." ”

Takeo Miyamoto had already been ridiculed by the extremely rude Sesshomaru in front of him, but his more than 100 years of stale is by no means comparable to ordinary martial artists, God forbearance, no matter what aspect you have to endure, even if you eat a pound of croton, you can endure it.

"If I'm not mistaken, you want to delay the girl named Nobuko digging up something under the tree, right?" Takeo Miyamoto saw the letter digging under the tree at a glance, and with his brain that has not rusted for a hundred years, he quickly analyzed the other party's intentions, that is, he didn't know what important objects were hidden under the tree?

Tang Guobin didn't answer, he put the long knife back into the sheath in an instant with his backhand, and lowered his head sideways and posed out of the starting hand of pulling out the knife and slashing the whirlwind, he was waiting for the other party to make a move, this move is very strong, it is good, but it is a little too rigid, he has to pose this stupid appearance, sometimes he feels that he uses this trick like a high mallet.

Takeo Miyamoto didn't speak again, the thunder knife in his hand always maintained a posture of imaginary fingers forward, and his feet moved sideways at a very fast speed, rustling - the green grass under his feet seemed to have been shaved all the way by a lawnwipen, showing a straight shallow ditch.