Li Xuanhu held the Beiluo Shimen in his hand, his eyes flowed with the color of reminiscence, his fingers brushed over the blade, and a soft sword sound sounded.

Kazuo Yamamoto looked at Li Xuanhu, although the other party had a restrained atmosphere, just like an ordinary old man. However, he could clearly feel that his blood flow was accelerating.

Some people, who don't need any momentum or words, just stand there and be able to intimidate the crowd.

Li Xuanhu is this kind of person.

Li Ling blinked, looking at Kazuo Yamamoto, his thoughts were racing in his heart.

A minute later, Li Xuanhu turned his backhand, put Beiluo Shimen on the table, raised his eyelids, and looked at Kazuo Yamamoto.

Suddenly, Kazuo Yamamoto felt that he was being targeted by a vicious tiger, and that creepy feeling made his goosebumps stand up.

"Senior Li, this Beiluo Shimen is indeed a gift from a senior, that senior has appeared twice in total, each time with his face covered, I don't know who he is at all. Kazuo Yamamoto took a deep breath and met Li Xuanhu's calm gaze.

"The Beiluo Master Gate is kept by me, you can go. ”

Kazuo Yamamoto frowned, glanced at the Beiluo Shimen on the coffee table, and sighed in his heart, sixty years ago, his grandfather left the Beiluo Shimen in Huaxia, and today, sixty years later, he once again left the Beiluo Shimen in Huaxia, and it fell into the hands of the Li family.

"Junior farewell!" Kazuo Yamamoto said.

"Three months later, you fought a fair battle with Li Ling, and if you win, the Beiluo Division will belong to you, and if you lose, your Yamamoto family will never be allowed to enter Huaxia. Just as Kazuo Yamamoto turned around, Li Xuanhu suddenly spoke.

"Thank you seniors for your success!" Kazuo Yamamoto's eyes flashed with fierce battle intent, and he glanced at Li Ling, who was standing beside Li Xuanhu.

Watching Kazuo Yamamoto leave the living room quickly, Li Ling wondered in his heart, turned his gaze, looked at Li Xuanhu sitting on the chair, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa, what are your plans? Why do you let me compete with this little devil?"

Li Ling really couldn't understand Li Xuanhu's plan, and finally caught Kazuo Yamamoto, but he only asked a few questions and let him go. Moreover, in Li Ling's opinion, there is no need to talk about fairness when dealing with little devils, just kill them, isn't it?

Li Xuanhu looked at the Beiluo Shimen on the coffee table, his eyes flashed with a superb light, and said, "There are still people behind Kazuo Yamamoto." ”

"What do you mean?" Li Ling looked at Li Xuanhu with a puzzled expression and asked, "Grandpa, do you mean the person who gave him the North Sect?"

"Hmm!"

Li Xuanhu nodded and said, "Sixteen years ago, your uncle fought a decisive battle with the martial gods of the capital in Xinjiang, and the Beiluo Shimen also disappeared, and many people know about this. Now that someone has appeared in Lancheng with the Beiluo Division, I have to suspect that someone deliberately arranged it. ”

"Grandpa, you mean, someone is targeting our Li family?"

Li Xuanhu chuckled, looked at Li Ling, and said, "In the past few decades, there are still few people targeting the Li family? If it is only against the Li family, this matter is nothing, I am afraid, I am afraid, the warriors of the island country calculate the entire ancient martial arts world." ”

"No, it won't. Li Ling looked at Li Xuanhu with a look of surprise and said, "Grandpa, there are only a few martial artists in the island country, they dare to come to Huaxia to make trouble?"

"Don't underestimate the warriors of the island country, during the Anti-Japanese War, the ancient martial arts circles in China were full of talents, and the strong were like clouds, but what was the result?

"Grandpa, then why did you arrange for me to fight with Kazuo Yamamoto?" Li Ling rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Kazuo Yamamoto has lost the Beiluo Division, so he is not my opponent at all. ”

"Stinky boy, don't be blindly arrogant, if Kazuo Yamamoto dares to come to China, he must be fully prepared. ”

"Oh!"

Li Xuanhu glanced at Li Ling, and when he saw that he didn't care, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Nobuo!"

"General!"

Wang Xinxiong straightened his waist, took big strides, and walked in from the outside.

"Go and make arrangements, tomorrow morning, I will go to the island country. ”

"Yes, General!" Wang Xinxiong's eyes flashed with shock, and he nodded in agreement.

Li Ling's expression froze, he turned his head to look at Li Xuanhu, and said in a lost voice: "Grandpa, what are you doing in the island country?"

Li Xuanhu's identity is too special, not only a tiger in the Chinese military world, but also a strong master in the ancient martial arts world.

The most important point is that during the Anti-Japanese War, Li Xuanhu killed many strong people and high-ranking officials of the island country, and if he went to the island country now, it would be impossible for the island country to directly use large weapons to kill him.

"Kazuo Yamamoto brought the Beiluo Master to Lancheng, and the other party just wanted to lure me to appear, so I will satisfy them. Li Xuanhu's tiger eyes flashed with exquisite light.

"Grandpa, this is no small matter. Li Ling smiled bitterly, I didn't expect my grandfather to be so strong, others came to tease you, and you turned around and ran away from someone's lair.

"Why don't you let me go to the island nation?"

Li Xuanhu smiled and said, "Xiao Lingzi, although your ability is good, if you go to the island country now, it will definitely be ten deaths." ”

"Grandpa, you look down on me like that?"

"Huh. Li Xuanhu let out a hearty laugh and said, "It's not that I underestimate you, although our ancient martial artists have very strong personal combat effectiveness. But in the face of modern high-tech weapons, it is still nothing. Not to mention the current guns, let's just say that the Tang Gate in Sichuan, which you are more familiar with, they can kill the strong grandmasters through the hidden weapons of the ancient organs. ”

"Okay. Li Ling smiled bitterly, knowing that he had no way to persuade Li Xuanhu, but he had already made up his mind in his heart that as long as Li Xuanhu went to the island country, he would secretly follow him.

"That's right!" Li Ling suddenly remembered that he still had something to ask Li Xuanhu.

"What's wrong?"

"Grandpa, is Nicolas Cage in the old mansion?" Li Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light.

"Well, he's in the old mansion!" Li Xuanhu nodded.

"Grandpa, what's going on with this blood clan?" Li Ling couldn't help but think of the battle in the western version of Lixi, when Nicolas Cage had already been killed, but not long after, another more powerful Nicolas Cage ran out.

"You don't have to think about it, there are no vampires in this world. Li Xuanhu smiled, met Li Ling's puzzled gaze, and said, "You can think of Nicolas Cage as an anomaly, but he is a blood mutation anomaly." ”

"Grandpa, in the Western version of Lixi, Nicolas Cage died once, and then came back to life, what is the situation?" asked Li Ling.

"Hehe, follow me. Li Xuanhu chuckled, picked up the Beiluo Shimen placed on the coffee table, and walked towards the depths of the old mansion. R1148