Taking advantage of the night, a man and a cat stepped on Kunpeng's back. Kunpeng August spreads its wings, flapps slightly, and soars into the air.

Target, Wakuni Peninsula, Kyoto.

At this time, in a secluded manor in the Wa Kingdom, an elderly man was stepping on clogs, holding a bright katana, and slashed down towards a wooden stake a hundred meters away.

There was a soft sound, and the katana in the old man's hand slashed cleanly.

The stakes in the distance remained unmoved.

A middle-aged man on the side hurriedly ran forward, took a closer look, and suddenly looked surprised, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the stake.

With a "snap", the top half of the stake slipped off and fell to the ground. After the upper half of the stake slipped, it suddenly revealed a flat split mark in the middle.

"Master, now your sword qi is really getting more and more powerful!" The middle-aged man couldn't help the surprise in his heart and immediately praised.

With the sword qi alone, the old man was already able to split a thick wooden stake a hundred meters away, which meant that the old man's internal force was a little deeper.

The old man put away his katana and nodded, his face expressionless.

Although there was irrepressible ecstasy in his heart, the old man still looked calm in front of his apprentice.

"How's Won-ho doing? Any news? The old man did not bother with the disconnected wooden stake in the distance, but put on a posture and began to practice a set of punches.

While practicing, the old man asked softly.

"Back to Master, Yuan Hao has no news, and I don't know what happened............

"Immediately notify our people on Dahua's side and find Yuanhao as soon as possible!" The old man's brows furrowed slightly, as if he sensed a hint of something wrong.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man returned to the Tao and quickly left.

After a while, the middle-aged man ran back in a panic.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, it's not good!"

"Don't worry, speak slowly!"

"Master, there is news from the mountains and seas, Senior Brother Yuanhao......... It seems to .........." The middle-aged man stopped talking.

"What the hell is going on? Say it! The old man raised his voice abruptly.

"Master, Senior Brother Yuanhao........... It seems to have become a fool..........." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and finally spoke.

"What?" The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he grabbed the middle-aged man's collar, and lifted the middle-aged man up with a slight force in his hand.

"Ahem, cough, cough........" The middle-aged man was strangled by his neck, unable to breathe for a while, and his face was suffocated. When the old man saw this, he let go of his collar. The middle-aged man finally began to wheez, and he couldn't help coughing violently.

"Inform the mountains and seas, and bring Yuanhao back immediately! In addition, let them investigate what happened to Yuan Hao in Shanhai! ”

At this moment, the old man suddenly sensed something and turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

"No need! I can tell you what happened to Won-ho right now! ”

At this moment, a man's voice came from the direction of the door.

At the same time, there was a loud "boom" from the heavy iron door, and then the two saw that the solid iron door at the door suddenly broke away from its original position, and flew out from the middle to both sides, until it flew out more than ten meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The middle-aged man was shocked and inexplicable, only to see a middle-aged man with a dark face withdraw his fist, looking at himself and the master with disdain.

"Bold!"

"Yaga! Who are you! How dare you go wild here! ”

At this moment, the guards in the manor ran out one after another and surrounded the middle-aged black-faced man at the door.

The middle-aged man at the door was Lao Hei.

At this time, Ma Fan did not appear at the gate of the manor, but stood not far from the manor, quietly checking everything that happened in the manor with his divine sense.

He knew that the old man in the manor was in the late stage of the prefecture level, and it seemed that he had just broken through to the late stage of the ground level, and the realm had not yet completely stabilized.

With Lao Hei's cultivation equivalent to the Human Yuan Infant Realm, it is enough to deal with everything that happens here. Therefore, Ma Fan did not show up.

August stood quietly on Ma Fan's shoulder, looking curiously in the direction of the manor.

"Old ghost, you're Ichiro Fujita, right? At such an age, he is only in the late stage of Qi refining, and he has really lived in vain! Lao Hei ignored the group of guards in front of him, but looked at the old man in the manor in front of him, and said with disdain.

"Bold!" The middle-aged man beside the old man was furious, quickly rushed to the door, and flew up and kicked at Lao Hei. The middle-aged man's name is Tao Kosaka, and he is the apprentice of Ichiro Fujita.

And at this moment, Fujita Ichiro listened to Lao Hei's words, but his heart was full of turbulence.

Fujita Ichiro has traveled to Dahua many times, so he can understand Dahua.

"The early stage of qi refining", these words were like a thunderclap, stirring his dusty memories for decades in Fujita Ichiro's heart.

Many years ago, Fujita Ichiro's master once told him about the cultivation realm, and Fujita Ichiro was also very fascinated by the cultivation realm, so the division of the realm of the cultivation realm was firmly in his heart.

At this moment, listening to this black-faced man contemptuously say that he was just in the early stage of qi refining, Fujita Ichiro couldn't help but be horrified in his heart.

He suddenly understood in his heart that even if this man was not from the cultivation realm, he must have a close connection with the cultivation realm.

To make matters worse, the man was clearly coming for himself.

It's friend or foe, and it seems that I am in a very bad situation today.

Although Fujita Ichiro was afraid in his heart, his face remained unchanged, he straightened his body, held the katana in his hand tightly, and was ready to attack at any time.

Tako Kosaka kicked at the black-faced man at the door, and before the anger on his face could subside, it suddenly changed rapidly, turning into a look of incredible surprise, and then into a look of shock.

He only felt that the right leg he kicked out seemed to be trapped in a mass of invisible power, and he could no longer exert his strength, and he wanted to retract his right leg, but he felt as if his right leg was trapped, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't pull it out.

Surprised, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his legs, and then Kosaka Tako felt a flower in front of him, the sky and the ground alternately appeared in his eyes, and then his neck was crooked, and he didn't know anything.

The guards at the door saw the black-faced man stretch out his finger and move it gently, and Tao Kosaka flew straight upside down for more than a hundred meters, and his back hit the stake that Fujita Ichiro had split just now, and then his neck was crooked and he fainted, and his heart was terrified, and he subconsciously retreated backwards.

The crowd retreated, and Fujita Ichiro confronted the black-faced man directly.

Everyone approached Fujita Ichiro's side. In their hearts, at this time, only Fujita Ichiro, who has a calm face and a straight body, is the Dinghai God Needle, who can deal with this mysterious man who knocked Kosaka Tako more than a hundred meters away as soon as he made a move.

Lao Hei clapped his palms, shook his head and said, "It's not interesting, it's really boring!" Bad, terrible! Then he slowly walked towards Ichiro Fujita in front.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Although Fujita Ichiro is afraid in his heart, he has some confidence. After all, he also has a backer.

"Old ghost, you must be the master of what Motohiro, Fujita Ichiro, right? Don't talk nonsense, I see that your cultivation is also commonplace, and you are too lazy to do it. You just tell me honestly, where did the sealing power that Yuan Hao used to sneak attack people come from? ”

"What sealing power?" Fujita Ichiro asked puzzled.

"Damn, you dare to pretend to be confused!" Lao Hei was originally a little impatient, but now he is worried about Ah Hua's situation, and his heart is even more anxious. Seeing that Fujita Ichiro was pretending to be confused, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and his body disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, Fujita Ichiro only felt that his cheeks "snapped" and remembered the crisp sound.

Only then did everyone react, but they saw that the black-faced man who was still walking slowly just now had arrived in front of Fujita Ichiro at some point, waving his right palm, and slapping Fujita Ichiro's face back and forth.

Fujita Ichiro's face was in pain, and then he realized that he had been slapped more than a dozen times by this man, and he couldn't move at all.

Lao Hei slapped Fujita Ichiro more than a dozen times in a row before stopping.

Streams of blood flowed down the corners of Fujita's mouth.

Fujita Ichiro is a well-known shinobi in the Japanese country, how could he have suffered such an insult?

In a fit of rage, he instinctively wanted to reach out and draw his knife. Helplessly, Fujita Ichiro was still unable to move for half a minute at this time.

Lao Hei saw Fujita Ichiro's intentions, stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the katana from Fujita Ichiro's hand, looked at the bright blade, and shook his head: "It's a pity, it's useless!" With that, with a slight exertion of his hand, Fujita Ichiro was horrified to see the blades of the samurai blades he had carried with him for decades shattered, turned into a pile of shards in an instant, and fell to the ground one after another.

"Ahh The surrounding guards suddenly let out a scream as if they had seen a ghost.

Fujita Ichiro was in a hurry, he didn't care about anything else, his heart moved, and there was a slight tremor in his chest, and then an inexplicable force suddenly filled his body.

Fujita Ichiro, who was imprisoned by Lao Hei, with the blessing of this power, actually regained his body's mobility!

Fujita Ichiro was overjoyed in his heart, and quickly followed the mental method taught by his master to concentrate the mysterious power that had just spread throughout his whole body in the palm of his right hand.

Almost instantly, Fujita Ichiro completed the whole process, and his right hand slammed into the chest of the black-faced man in front of him.

Lao Hei was happy at this moment, and almost didn't dodge anything, and forcibly used his chest to withstand Fujita Ichiro's full blow.

The familiar taste, Lao Hei finally found it.

Allowing that power to enter his body, the old black closed his eyes, greedily enjoying the familiar sensation that this power brings.

"Ah Hua, this is your power! But.......... How are you doing now? Lao Hei closed his eyes, recalling the bits and pieces of his time with Ah Hua, and his heart was full of thoughts.

Fujita Ichiro saw that the black-faced man in front of him was hit in the chest with all his strength, but at this time he closed his eyes and did not move, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It seems that Master is still powerful!

Fujita Ichiro's full force just now struck out all the mysterious power sealed in the jade pendant on his chest, and Fujita Ichiro expected that this black-faced man would not be able to withstand it even if he was strong.

"This is the time!" Ichiro Fujita realized that now was the perfect time for a sneak attack, and quickly pulled out a sharp dagger from his body with his right hand, and quickly raised it to stab the black-faced man in the chest.

Lao Hei still had his eyes closed at this time.

"Great!" Fujita Ichiro was ecstatic in his heart, and he only felt that the dagger had reached the man's chest unimpeded.

However, the next moment, an incredible expression immediately appeared on Fujita's face.

The dagger was only pressed against the man's chest, and even the clothes were not punctured, and he could no longer advance half a minute.

Surprised, Fujita Ichiro's gaze left the tip of the dagger and moved to the man's face.

But I saw that the man had opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of anger.

Lao Hei stretched out his right hand, gently pinched the blade of the dagger, and then slashed downward.

"Ahh Ichiro Fujita immediately let out a scream, and then a bloody object fell to the ground.

It was Fujita Ichiro's right hand, which had been severed from the wrist.