Magnolia's sniper suppression, coupled with the submachine guns in the hands of Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, there were many people on the opposite side, but they couldn't rush in.

This group of Japanese obviously didn't expect that a small courtyard would have such ferocious firepower, and they were all a little stunned.

Lu Yu and Xiongzi exchanged glances, and under the cover of the night, the two of them were like nimble tanuki, swishing and climbing up the wall, and when they landed, they stood on their toes, silently, and touched the back of the group.

Poof-

The sound of a dagger slicing through a throat.

Lu Yu covered a guy's mouth, cut off his throat with a knife, and waited until the blood was almost bleeding before letting him go, without looking at it, and directly pounced on another target.

Extremely efficient.

This is the horror of a warrior, as long as he is close, regardless of whether he has a gun or a cannon, killing him is to chop melons and vegetables.

On the other hand, Zheng Yingying is the same, obviously he is a fat man, but he is flexible when he runs, and his killing speed is no worse than Lu Yu.

There were about twenty Japanese samurai in this group, and by the time Koji Ikeda, who was in the lead, reacted, he had already been killed by Lu Yu and Zheng Yingying.

"Baga, the two pigs have touched it!"

He shouted and ordered the others to draw their guns and shoot, Lu Yu and Zheng Yingying took advantage of the cover of trees and night to shuttle and cruise within a radius of 100 meters, but they were not hit at all.

They couldn't hit Lu Yu, but they were in a mess, exposing their position, and were sniped by Magnolia, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu had extremely high combat literacy, and they saw the opportunity, and they also rushed back with submachine guns, providing fire suppression for Lu Yu and Zheng Yingying, and by the way, they swept a few dead.

The Japanese warriors were timid, where did they think that the people inside were so fierce, and they had the intention of retreating, Lu Yu took the horn bow on his back, bent the bow and shot a few, and suddenly no one dared to run anymore, and there were still seven or eight Japanese samurai left in a circle and pulled out the katana.

"Baga, the pig, if there is a kind, come out and fight with your second grandfather!"

Koji Ikeda scolded and went crazy.

"Xiongzi, what is this dog-day-shouting?" Lu Yu touched Xiongzi's side, he couldn't understand Japanese.

"Brother Lu, scold us for a sneak attack and ask us to go out and fight with bayonets." Xiongzi explained.

"Boss, this group of Japanese dogs has no fighting spirit, and a set of fires has suddenly been obtained."

Zhang Long and Zhang Hu also touched it, and Zhang Long whispered to Lu Yu.

"No, grab the live mouths and ask who sent them." Lu Yu waved his hand and ordered: "I'll go out to fight with them, and any of them will surprise me if they make any changes." ”

After he finished speaking, he stood up, and appeared in the field of vision of several Japanese samurai, and one guy was about to shoot with a gun, and suddenly - immediately he was sieveed by bullets running from nowhere.

"Mom, don't you want to fight with Lao Tzu. Why are you using guns again? Lu Yu said lightly, approaching the Japanese samurai in the group step by step.

Koji Ikeda looked at this young man with a cold and powerful gaze, knowing that it was planted today, waved his hand, signaled everyone not to shoot, and said coldly: "Everyone, we planted it today, and we are not the opponent of this group of pigs, but my Yamato nation is a noble nation, and its dignity cannot be desecrated, draw your sword, the dignity of the katana will be defended by us." ”

"Hey, Hao Erjun, I'll go first."

A tall Japanese samurai stepped forward, pulled out his katana, and slashed at Lu Yu, the sword light was deep and cold, cutting through the air, making a sharp roar, and the standard windward slash was slashed.

However, he soon found that he had practiced thousands of times and never missed a slash against the wind, and he could really only slash the wind.

Lu Yu stepped on small broken steps, the stride length was actually not fast, and the speed was also high, but his katana, there was no way to touch him, and it slashed down against Lu Yu's cheek, and the blade flicked, blowing the two broken hairs on Lu Yu's forehead.

And then - no then.

Lu Yu punched the person in the chest, and the person immediately flew upside down, the chest completely collapsed, lying on the ground, unconscious spasms, and soon died.

To kill this person, Lu Yu did not use a knife, but a fist.

His martial arts, the bow is the first, the sword is the second, and the fist is at the bottom, and this person is not qualified to let him draw the sword.

The companion was killed in a second, the death was miserable, a group of Japanese samurai did not have much sadness on their faces, and there were many criticisms of the Japanese nation, such as deformed self-esteem, blind arrogance, but in terms of seeing death as home, it was able to make many nationalities, including the Chinese nation, ashamed of themselves.

The spirit of bushido, there are certainly drawbacks, but there are also things to be proud of.

Koji Ikeda waved his hand again, and the three samurai stepped forward, their katanas glowing coldly in the moonlight.

In a total trend, it strangled towards Lu Yu, and the knife was fierce.

Yanagi Ryu Knife Drawing Technique!

Lu Yu still didn't draw his knife, stepped forward in small broken steps, and in the sword light of the three of them, he walked calmly and leisurely, and he didn't even see how he punched, and the three of them flew out, and they didn't get up when they fell, and they died like the companion in front of them.

There are five people left.

Koji Oda didn't let his companion go up again, and took a step forward himself.

"Yanagi Ryu, Oda sophomore, please advise." He arched his hand.

Without drawing the knife, he held the handle with one hand and moved slowly.

It seems to know that Lu Yu can't understand Japan, and he uses broken Chinese.

"Teach your mom a fuck."

Lu Yu calmly spit out five words, a classic national scolding.

Koji Oda is not very good in Chinese, but the three words "you-mother-force" are still understandable.

"Yaga, you are insulting the dignity of the Great Japanese Samurai." Koji Oda scolded.

"I'm not insulting you, I'm insulting your mother." Lu Yu said lightly.

What martial spirit, what etiquette rules, Lu Yu doesn't talk about anything,

I don't know the origin of this group of Japanese, and I don't need to know that since they came to attack secretly, they are enemies, and if they can scold the enemy, they don't need to be reasonable.

"Your mother, that pig, draw your knife!" Koji Oda said angrily, the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, the kind of anger that was completely ignored and insulted.

Lu Yu didn't move, and looked at him for a long time.

Koji Oda was furious, he was not an ordinary martial artist, but a swordsman who entered the house, if it was divided according to the martial arts system of China, at least he was a master of dark energy, and he was so neglected, how could he not be angry?

roared, strode forward, and slashed at Lu Yu with a knife.

When it was cut out, the blade reflected the moonlight, dazzling Lu Yu's eyes, this knife was also extremely fast and decisive, not at all comparable to the previous straw bales.

Yanagi Flow, Knife Drawing Technique!

Lu Yu took out the knife.

The two bodies staggered.

Lu Yu blew the white cut, and there was a drop of blood left on it, which was blown off by him.

Koji Oda looked at Lu Yu incredulously: "You-what kind of sword technique are you?" ”

"Knife Drawing."

"How, how is that possible?" His eyes were full of shock.

Sword drawing is the essence of Japanese kendo and is never passed on to foreigners, how could this guy be?

Lu Yu said helplessly: "What's so strange about me drawing a sword, back then, Jianzhen Dongdu taught you a few tricks, don't you think you are the authentic swordmanship, right?" ”

All swordsmanship in Japan evolved from the Tang sword.

Lu Yu's knife drawing technique is not Liu Shengliu's knife drawing technique, but the knife drawing technique inherited from the Tang Mo knife.

Koji Oda bowed his head.

With a click, the knife in his hand broke in two.

Although it is also a high-class good knife, how can it be the opponent of Baiziche?

Among the top ten famous swords in Japan, Hyakko Cut, also known as "Kikuichi Writing", ranks second, second only to "Grass Child", which is regarded as a national treasure by Japan.

The symbolism of "grass childish" is mostly sharp, and it is sharper than it alone, and the Baizi Cut, who was the fifth day demon king Hattori Hanzo Sabre, is the real sharp. 8☆8☆＄

Then there was the sound of blood.

A small blood streak appeared on Koji Oda's head, and the blood splattered like a mist, and then the entire head fell to the ground, and the neck was neat.

The rest of the Japanese samurai had long been frightened, and Qi Shushu threw away the katana in his hand, knelt in front of Lu Yu, and chose to surrender.

"Tie them all up."

Lu Yu waved his hand, and his team members swarmed up and tied up these frightened Japanese samurai.

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