After careful and meticulous research and arrangement, in the afternoon of the same day, Luo Ming took thirty people to take a small boat and set off towards Fairy Island. The experienced fishermen at the helm rounded the boat to the northeast corner of the island after midnight and let them quietly wade ashore near the woods of Fairy Island. (The beach in this area is shallow, and boats can't come ashore.) ）

They each carried two barrels of oil and anointed the trunks of every few trees until all the barrels were empty, and then returned to the ship with all the barrels. The ship then quietly returned. Luo Ming was the only one left on the island.

There were clouds in the sky, and the night was dark. He slipped quietly out of the woods, and after making his way, he followed the coastline all the way west. He hadn't gone far before he heard someone shouting in a vague voice. Qin Tianzhu couldn't understand what the man was shouting, so he must have asked who he was. So he gently hummed a tune whose name he didn't know and walked slowly. Try to be harmless to humans and animals. Tomorrow's assault team will also bring a batch of fire oil to try to completely burn the forest clean.

"Oh-" Behind him hurried out two sturdy and short men. Pointing at him and shouting something, he stopped, turned around, and looked at them. The two men pressed the handle of the katana at their waists, but they didn't pull them out, probably seeing that he was too thin.

Luo Ming waited for them to approach, suddenly stomped on the ground, and flew towards the warrior on the right, the sharp blade "Lan Yan Spirit Sword" in his hand was like an unsheath, and his backhand slashed, as fast as a meteor.

The man didn't even have time to snort when a line of blood flew from his throat to the face of his companion. His companion had barely had time to draw half of his katana when the sharp blade slashed at him. This person is not bad, dodging back, raising the knife in his hand that he could not pull out to parry. But it was too late, and Luo Ming's sword slashed almost his entire jaw away.

The man was still trying to struggle after he fell to the ground, but Luo Ming stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, breaking his lumbar vertebrae, and immediately stopping all his movements. Luo Ming looked around, except for the cool night breeze blowing the grass all over the ground and the sound of waves on the sea in the distance, there was silence everywhere, and there was no other movement. He dragged the bodies of both men into the thick grass and continued to grope westward.

The salty wind blowing from the sea was quite cool, and gradually, Xiao Tianzhu felt a little cold on his body and couldn't stand it. Turning over a small hill, the view suddenly opens in front of you. I saw a lot of bonfires on the flat ground in front of me, and between the bonfires were some messy and abrupt simple wooden houses and tents.

It seems that these samurai don't know how to build anything but fight, and even make do with their own accommodation. Luo Ming thought indignantly. He began to wonder if the guys would ever build a fleet of their own.

All the bonfires were running out, and there were many people around the fire, not just drunk or asleep, lying on the ground in all directions. Someone sang a song in a slurred voice, and the tune was very sad. There are also people who are plucking the strings of some instrument, and it seems that there is no match, and an exotic flavor waives into the ears, and the tune sounds very sad.

The hill where Luo Ming was located just blocked the sea breeze, and it seemed that all the ronins were hiding here, except for the sentinels who were sent to be on duty around them. He couldn't see how many people were at the bottom of the hill, so he moved slowly along the line of the top of the hill. At this moment, the clouds opened in the sky, and the bright moonlight suddenly sprinkled all over the earth, and everything in front of him became very clear.

But at this moment, he heard a very soft voice not far behind him asking: "Which Nimuno?" (who is it?) Luo Ming turned around and saw a slightly fat man standing in the moonlight not far away, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Oops! How did it get discovered again? If there was a fight here, wouldn't it wake everyone up?

With this in mind, he turned on the man and quietly moved away from the Japanese samurai camp. When the man saw that he was about to slip away, he came after him. Seeing this, Luo Ming turned his head and ran. He didn't even run hard, screaming for fear that the warrior wouldn't be able to catch up with him, thus waking up the others.

After running a few steps, I heard the man behind me shouting in a deep voice, "Jiaoduo, Yaga, Duomeilu!" (Stop, bastard, stop.) The sound is very close to oneself. He quickly turned around and saw that the man was only a few steps away from him, and seemed to be able to reach him with his hand. Startled, he picked up his thunderbolt power and ran wildly towards the depths of the woods.

After he advanced to the middle stage of the bone spirit, he had never seriously tried how fast he could run. At this time, he spread his legs, and suddenly only heard the loud wind in his ears, and all kinds of scenes in front of him quickly rushed to his face, and flew behind him, as if he had raced with a motorcycle in his previous life. I felt a little relieved, and I wanted to look back and see how far I had left that person.

Suddenly, he heard a "Baga!" (bastard!) behind him, and the man's swearing voice was almost still in the back of his head. Luo Ming turned around again in surprise, and found that he hadn't thrown the pursuer away at all, and saw that the guy was almost two feet on the tip of the dense weeds and chased after him, wasn't this light skill the "flying on the grass" he had heard of in his previous life?

"What a great guy!" Luo Ming muttered. He turned back, and in the moonlight, he saw a large mole on the head of the pursuing enemy, and he couldn't help but be thrilled: when he interrogated the Japanese ronin captives in the fishing village of Duoguo, he heard them describe in detail the physical characteristics of the top three samurai on the island. When they say that Jiro Itagaki, who is the third person known as "Razor Itagaki", they say that he has a large mole on the door of his head.

Could it be that my luck is so bad? As soon as I came to the island, I met such a powerful guy? Luo Ming secretly smiled bitterly: I still expect a surprise attack that lurks until late tomorrow night, and now it seems that it is good to be alive.

By this time they had returned to the edge of the forest. Qin Tianzhu saw that he couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the opponent who was following him at all, so he suddenly turned left at high speed, temporarily widening the distance from the opponent, and then he suddenly released his bone soul power.

His opponent is indeed "Razorhead".

Itagaki Jiro became famous when he was in the Wa Kingdom. In the years of war between the various daimyos, Itagaki Jiro traveled south and north, and was invincible. In the vicious battles he encountered in his life, he fought against a total of sixty-five samurai with outstanding achievements, and in each battle, he almost killed his opponent in a very short time, and he was absolutely one-sided "complete victory". As a result, he is also known to his enemies as "Razor", meaning that wherever he goes, he can cleanly sweep away all his opponents.