Wu Xuan told Qin Lao what he thought in his heart, but he shook his head slowly.

Qin Lao said: "In ancient times, there were turtle breaths, and it was safe and sound after sinking in the water for a few days, which is a means of hiding breathing. The Oriental ninjutsu is characterized by the Chinese Turtle Breath Technique, and the inheritance of the Oriental people and the Chinese martial arts is slightly different, but these differences are very different. ”

Wu Xuan listened quietly, and Qin Lao was also happy to explain.

"Why don't Oriental people directly learn the art of China, one is that they are arrogant in nature, and the other is the structure of the body. Huaxia martial arts is for the Chinese people, and it is very difficult for the Oriental people to learn, so they came up with a way to create an extremely strange Oriental ninjutsu with some of the characteristics of Huaxia martial arts. ”

"And this word forbearance, the same sound is hidden, hidden is to hide the breath, breath, and the only one who can easily hide the breath is the Oriental ninja, and it must be a character who has reached the heavenly forbearance, and the rest of the people can't work."

Wu Xuan was stunned, and then surprised, this heavenly ninja is the most mysterious and powerful ninja among the Oriental ninjas.

With their means, it is not difficult to hide the aura, so as to achieve the difference between killing the enemy and the blink of an eye.

Wu Xuan was taught and kept Qin Lao's words and mantras in mind.

Qin Laocai bowed his head and said, "There is no one to guard inside, so you can move forward with confidence." ”

After Wu Xuan entered the gate, he and Apollo cleaned up the tragedy on the ground with lightning speed, so as not to be detected by the people of the Yamada group.

In this huge Yamada Group base, Wu Xuan was surprised to find that their architectural styles were interlocking.

The patrols and outposts they killed were only the outermost guards.

Continuing to go deeper, it is the core part of the Yamada Group, and it is divided into the inner courtyard and the outer courtyard.

As Qin Lao said, when it comes to the core area, the danger is much more powerful than that of the peripheral area.

Don't be careless!

Wu Xuan and Apollo didn't dare to be careless, it was about Qinglong's net worth and life, and whether their mission could be successfully completed.

When the three of them came to the gate of the outer courtyard, they didn't even need to observe, and the three of them noticed hundreds of breaths mixed in it.

A thick momentum was vaguely formed, enveloping the outer courtyard.

With such momentum, even if there are ordinary people or birds passing by, it is estimated that they will be paralyzed by fright.

Qin Lao said slowly: "In this outer courtyard, most of them are some guarding warriors, and roughly estimated, there are no less than a hundred people. ”

He had some observation and understanding of this outer court when he assassinated the outpost.

With the strength of the three of them, it is almost impossible to go deep through the outer courtyard silently.

Qin Lao was naturally able to hide so many pairs of eyes, but in the inner courtyard, where Qinglong was imprisoned, there were as strong as clouds, even Qin Lao would not dare to act rashly.

Wu Xuan sighed, this Yamada Group is worthy of being the second largest force organization in the entire East, and it is much stronger than the Qiulong Gang and the Brotherhood.

Not a level opponent at all!

The number of samurai alone is in the hundreds, and this is not counting the powerful ones in the inner court.

Wu Xuan was a little worried in his heart, what he was most worried about on this trip was the safety of Qinglong.

In this evil Yamada group, I don't know what he has become.

However, imagination is useless in the end, and he can't save Qinglong out of thin air.

If you want to complete the rescue mission, it will take absolute dedication and effort.

"If you're ready, use the fastest trick to destroy these trash fish." Qin Lao said slowly.

Those deep eyes looked through Wu Xuan and Apollo, and seemed to be able to see through their hearts, and seeing the resolute attitude of the two, he bowed slightly.

The gate of the outer courtyard quietly opened, and the dense guards and warriors suddenly drew their swords at their waists, and the cold momentum surged out like a stormy wave.

Wu Xuan's eyes were cold, the dragon scale blood dagger in his hand reversed, and a murderous aura swirled around his body.

With the onslaught of the Oriental samurai, a bloody slaughter unfolds.

Qin Lao took one step and ten meters, which can really be described as a swift wind.

He shuttled between the Oriental samurai empty-handed, like a bright silver light, but he always brought up a stream of blood that rose to the sky.

Everyone who was touched by Qin Lao would die in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to be treated.

Almost in a second, there were as many as a dozen Oriental souls in Qin Lao's hands.

In the face of these Orientals, Qin Lao's bloody killing was going to surpass anyone else.

He showed no mercy at all, like a killing god, and the battlefield presented a one-sided situation, just like Qin Lao was on his home turf.

Wu Xuan and Apollo naturally did not show weakness, but they were not as fast as Qin Lao's speed of light.

But killing enemies is as easy as chopping vegetables!

One after another, the Oriental samurai died tragically on the spot, and they would not let the two of them shoot a second time.

The dragon scale blood dagger was stained with the blood of the Orientals, and in the night, it was even brighter, filled with a layer of red jade-like light.

This is the light of revenge!

This is an indictment of the sins of the Yamada group!

……

In the face of hundreds of Oriental samurai, Wu Xuan's side was only three people, but he was able to do it without falling behind, and even caused heavy casualties to the Oriental samurai.

With their weak strength, they couldn't stop Qin Lao's means at all, and they couldn't even capture Qin Lao's traces.

The Oriental samurai were permeated with the fear of death, and Qin Lao was like a god, a god of death who only killed the Orientals.

There were dozens of sharp katana swords when Wu Xuan's head fell, but he was not afraid, and the dragon scale blood dagger suddenly swept out.

Suddenly, the blades were broken, and the light of the blades killed dozens of Oriental samurai in an instant.

Compared with the ferocity of Qin Lao and Wu Xuan, Apollo is more gentlemanly, but the Oriental warriors who died at his hands are definitely no less than the two.

The sun god fan fluttered in his hand, and he roamed around the outer courtyard like a gentleman.

The sun god fan danced with his wrist, and a large number of sun god feathers flew into the sky, forming a net of heaven and earth, full of killing machines, and quickly fell.

The Oriental samurai had almost nowhere to escape, and lost their lives in the beautiful methods of Apollo.

They couldn't even get close to Apollo's body, and every time they came to Apollo, the sun fan would swallow up fiery light and pierce their throats.

Not even blood spurted out, because it was so fast.

The three of them saw one and killed one, and all the Oriental samurai they encountered, none of them were spared, and they all became wisps of dead souls.

The three of them were like nightmares, cloaked in a layer of darkness that made the Oriental samurai feel a deep sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Many of them had already been frightened by this bloody Shura field, and they had no idea of fighting.

When he wanted to call for help, he would be killed by Qin Lao, who suddenly appeared.

After the cycle continued, no Oriental samurai dared to look for helpers, because that would make them die faster, and in the current situation, it would be a luxury for them to live even a minute longer.

(End of chapter)