The sky was pouring rain, and the raindrops were as big as beans, slapping the roof, forming a dense sound.

Mu Yan was still standing in front of the newspaper stop, holding the 'peerless gun' in his hand, staring at the door of the Da Longfeng Restaurant.

A few hours had passed, and just when Mu Yan doubted whether Fujita would come out, the door of the Great Dragon Phoenix Restaurant opened.

Fujita finally stepped out, holding an umbrella for him with one hand, and the other got into the passenger seat and started the car.

At this moment, Mu Yan's eyes froze, and he rushed out with the silver gun in his hand, his body was vertical, he crossed the car, and the silver gun in his hand swung out, directly hitting the head of the man holding the umbrella, and was killed instantly.

The other came out of the cockpit and was about to draw his gun, Mu Yan's eyes rolled coldly, and the silver gun in his hand swept out.

"Bang......."

As soon as the man stepped out of the cockpit, he was shot in the head by a silver gun and killed instantly, leaving Fujita Tsuyoshi standing there, clenching his teeth.

As a result, with two subordinates, Mu Yan turned to face Fujita, and the silver spear in his hand slashed violently and fell into the ground.

The rain flowed down Mu Yan's cheeks and into his eyes, making his vision a little hazy, and Fujita squinted his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Although he witnessed the two subordinates being easily killed by Mu Yan, Fujita did not panic at all, his tone was calm and calm, and he was as cold as ever.

Mu Yan took out the rain-soaked challenge letter from his arms: "On behalf of the Jingwu Sect, I challenge you." ”

As he spoke, he threw the challenge book in his hand, and Fujita grabbed it in his hand as soon as he reached out and crumpled it into a ball.

"Okay, I'll accept your challenge."

Fujita took off the weapon belt on his body, which contained a pistol and a saber, and he wanted to fight Mu Yan with his bare hands.

Mu Yan also clenched his fists, on the empty street, the rain curtain was hazy, and the two stood in the rain and slowly approached.

Fujita was the first to attack, his whole body was as hard as iron, his fists and feet could crack stones, and he could even punch iron nails through wooden planks with his bare hands.

Even though he was in the rain, his fists and feet were not restrained, and within a few moves, Mu Yan couldn't get close to him at all.

But Huo Jiaquan pays attention to overcoming rigidity with softness, coupled with Mu Yan's speed advantage, it can also resolve the fierce power in his fist.

Fujita added punches and kicks for a while, and attacked fiercely, Mu Yan kept blocking, and every punch and kick was like steel, shaking his arm sore.

Just as Fujita was breathing, Mu Yan's right leg kicked out sideways, and at the same time a punch hit his chest, and Fujita was caught off guard.

Mu Yan's punch hit the chest directly, Fujita was shocked back two steps, Mu Yan jumped and kicked out with his right leg, Fujita couldn't dodge and fell to the ground.

Because there was a lot of water on the ground, Fujita picked up a splash, and quickly got up, clenched his fists, and clenched his angry teeth.

"Ah......h

With a roar, Fujita came with a roundhouse kick, Mu Yan's right leg swept across, a splash splashed on the ground, and Fujita fell to the ground with his own weight.

Mu Yan didn't give him a chance to breathe, his right leg kicked his head, Fujita grabbed Mu Yan's right foot with both hands like an iron hook, twisted hard, Mu Yan's body shook, and fell to the ground, fortunately, his hands supported him in time, and his left leg kicked out and broke free.

Fujita's hands were clenched into fists, the bones and joints made a crackling sound, the muscles of his whole body were tense, Mu Yan attacked fiercely, and the move was fatal, but when it hit Fujita, it was like a mosquito bite, unscathed.

Fujita sneered, hooked his finger at Mu Yan, and said, "Come again." ”

Mu Yan's eyes froze, he jumped forward, and his right leg kicked Fujita's cheek directly, and the whole person staggered back to the left, and his cheek muscles twitched.

Fujita's eyes flashed with anger, his fists thundered like raindrops, Mu Yan kept blocking, and defused his fierce strength at an extremely fast speed, but he was still kicked in the chest and fell into the stagnant water, and the corners of his lips overflowed bloodshot.

Fujita sneered: "The sick man of East Asia, he really can't do it. ”

As soon as he heard this, the anger in Mu Yan's chest finally burned, and a carp jumped up and wiped the rain from his eyes with his backhand.

Fujita took the initiative to attack, occupied the advantage of strength, and added punches and kicks to Mu Yan, but this time, Mu Yan did not choose to defend, but also took the initiative to attack.

"Whew......."

Fujita punched in, like a thousand pounds, swaying a piece of rain, Mu Yan flashed his head sideways, grabbed his wrist with his right hand, and took it forward, and kicked his right leg towards his right ribs, but all parts of his body had been strengthened to the extreme.

This kick hit the ribs, but he was indifferent, Mu Yan's left knee pushed against his abdomen, and his right leg swept straight to Fujita's lower plate, and the whole person lost his balance when he landed, fell to the ground, and kicked it out.

Fujita's body slid on the ground for more than a long distance, splashing a splash, and Mu Yan didn't give him a chance to breathe.

The figure flashed, grabbed him by the collar with both hands, slammed him on the hood of the car, and hit him in the head with a violent beating, punching to the flesh, hitting Fujita's nose and face were swollen, and his head was bleeding.

With every punch, Mu Yan shouted in his mouth: "Chinese are not the sick men of East Asia!" ”

Fujita struggled to kick Mu Yan out, and he was able to get out, but he was injured a lot, and the blood mixed with the rain flowed into his eyes, making him unable to open his eyes.

At that hazy moment, Mu Yan jumped forward, concentrated all the strength of his body on his legs, and kicked out in the air.

By the time Fujita saw clearly, his pupils constricted, but his body reactions could no longer keep up with the rhythm of his brain.

"Bang......."

Fujita was kicked out and flew out, his body fell over the body and fell heavily in the rain and struggled, the strength of this leg, if it was someone else, he was afraid of killing him on the spot.

Rao is like this, Fujita was also seriously injured, and this kick was directly kicked in the chest, and he only felt a sharp pain in his chest at the moment.

Fujita's facial muscles twisted, one hand covering his chest, the other supporting the ground, the rain mixed with blood stained half of his face red, his appearance was terrifying.

Mu Yan said: "You despicable and shameless villain, poisoned and framed my master, today, I want to do the right thing for heaven." ”

Fujita got up and grabbed the long knife on the ground.

"Shhh......h

In the night, the sword flashed, the long knife was like autumn water, Mu Yan pulled out the silver spear that fell into the ground, the body of the spear shook, and the black cloth wrapped in it was torn to pieces.

"Ah......h

Fujita roared, his hands clenched the hilt of the knife and rushed over, Mu Yan brandished the silver spear, the wind was whirring all around him, and Fujita couldn't get close to him at all.

The tip of the spear stabbed out like raindrops, and Fujita waved the long knife in his hand to keep blocking, and the sound of weapons intersecting in the night was crisp and pleasant.

After dozens of rounds, the two are still difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and it seems that Fujita is also quite accomplished in knife skills.

Mu Yan shook a spear flower, the silver spear roared, like a long dragon stabbing out in the sky, Fujita wielded the long knife and kept blocking, and he was always looking for an opportunity to approach Mu Yan.

After Mu Yan's unsuccessful stabbing, Fujita suddenly reached out and grabbed the body of the gun, and the long knife in his hand slashed down in the air, Mu Yan flashed sideways, and the blade passed by him, but the clothes on his body were still cut.