"Okay, you said it yourself, don't break your word."

Su Feng was slightly stunned, and quickly realized that he had been deceived by the other party.

Still, this woman is really interesting.

At this moment, Su Feng's mobile phone suddenly rang.

After connecting the phone, Hongluan's gentle voice came from the other side.

"Lord, just now we received news that a self-proclaimed 'Hokkaido Ronin Dongying master has entered Beijing and defeated more than a dozen top martial arts masters in a row, and is now heading to the Canglong clan you manage."

"The identity and background of this person, based on the intelligence network we currently have, have not been able to find out his true identity......

Hokkaido Rogue?

Su Feng frowned, as if he had thought of something, and continued to ask.

"Listen to you, this man seems to be famous?"

Shen Hongluan informed Su Feng of the information he had: "Yes, this person applied for a visa from Dongying about a month ago, and started to challenge various masters from the northwest, defeating the presidents of the martial arts associations of various provinces along the way, and he has never been defeated!"

"What's even more terrifying is that this Hokkaido Wanderer has never used his cultivation and spiritual power from beginning to end, and has completely relied on a long knife that has been stained with rust and eroded by wind and frost, and it is basically a one-move to defeat the enemy......

Hearing these news, Su Feng suddenly became interested.

"I didn't expect that Dongying still has this person, could it be Miyamoto's knife?"

Su Feng pursed his lips and smiled, and then said, "Help me find out his movements, report to me at any time, and I'll go to find out the truth of this 'Hokkaido Wanderer'."

After saying goodbye to Zhang Xiangru and Liu Ruyan in a hurry, Su Feng walked straight down the mountain.

At the same time, the Martial District.

Countless fine cracks suddenly appeared on the tall and tight wall, much like a giant web woven by spiders, and began to spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before the guards in the military area could react, the thick wall, which was strong enough to resist the attack of artillery shells, collapsed.

On the muddy ground, a footprint appeared.

In the next second, next to the sentry 100 meters away, there was another footprint.

In the wind and rain, a figure of a wanderer wearing a long frost-stained knife and wearing ink appeared in everyone's sight.

The guards standing guard were all alarmed and looked at the man warily.

The drifter, however, stretched his back as if no one was around, and his fingers flicked lightly on the skin of his neck, and there was a little more dirt between his fingers.

Despite his scruffy appearance, the spirit of the drifter is superb.

"Who dares to trespass on the forbidden land of the Martial Zone?"

In the wind and rain, the huge fist shadow swept by, penetrating the layers of rain curtains.

The shadow of the fist is as fast as lightning.

The fist is strong and powerful.

A fist that can crack the mountain and smash it into the opponent's chest.

As one of the best masters in the martial arts area, Long Ying made the due reaction of the martial arts district guard almost the moment the other party appeared.

From beginning to end, the other party did not draw a knife.

Fists and palms are like needles against wheat mangs.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a huge pit appeared on the ground in the distance.

As far as the eye can see, it looks like a meteor streaking across the sky, falling into the muddy ground, and forcibly opening up a hole.

The voice was like thunder.

But the thunder and lightning swept across the sky, covering the earth-shattering roar.

It is rumored that there are four capable generals around the Dragon Lord, and Dragon Shadow is one of them.

In the hearts of many guards, although Long Ying's status was slightly inferior to Long Wuyang, he had never been questioned by anyone.

For no other reason, the dragon shadow is strong enough.

But the drifter shot at him, and before the blade moved, the winner was already decided.

"Qianyuan Sumeru Palm...... Taiqingmen's non-passing tricks, how did you learn it?"

The dragon shadow is frightened

looked at each other in fear.

The most terrifying thing is not the disparity in strength.

It's that the other party made a move, but he doesn't know the details of the other party at all!

The rogue smiled.

Punch out.

Strong winds rise.

The essence of Dragon Shadow's boxing technique is known to others.

Under the strong stimulation, Long Ying was directly unconscious.

There is genius in the world.

But the bad news is that the genius is Dongying.

Rainwater deposited on the leaves poured down and dripped onto the Rogue Knife.

Although the knife has been weathered, it does not rain.

The knife is fast.

But the dragon shadow does not deserve to die under this sword.

Humming a tune, the drifter stepped on clogs, and walked calmly in front of one of the guards.

"Excuse me, how is the Canglong clan going?"

He was laughing.

The guards were trembling.

In the surprised gaze of his companion, the guard slowly raised his hand and pointed to the north.

"Thank you."

The drifter turned slowly and walked resolutely towards the north.

A gust of wind blew.

The long, rusty knife trembled suddenly.

It looks like an inadvertent arc when a person is walking.

The guards who pointed the way still maintained the gesture of reaching out.

On his face full of panic, dozens of fine blood marks suddenly appeared, as if he had been quickly cut by someone with sharp nanomaterials.

The scene that can only appear in the middle is vividly presented in front of everyone's eyes.

The brilliant blood-colored mandala burst into bloom, poignant and stunning.

The guards fell to the ground.

Blood and rain mixed and seeped into the soft earth.

Countries are different.

The philosophy is different.

But no one likes traitors.

......

The news of the attack on the Wu District quickly spread to the other garrison teams.

Counting up, the northernmost Canglong base, even if you drive, starting from the gate, it will take fifteen minutes to walk.

When the figure of the drifter appeared in front of the Canglong Gate, it only took ten minutes.

Hong Wanjun looked at the news coming from the communication device, and her soul seemed to be evacuated, and she felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation.

Ten minutes.

Except for Canglong.

The rest of the teams in the Wu District have all fallen!

Hong Wanjun looked at the wanderer who was carrying a knife in front of her, and her expression was full of vigilance.

At the critical moment, the iron palm and the tank stood in front of her.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to fight the strong."

"You're different from everyone else...... It's an existence that has given shame to Dongying, so I am in awe of you below."

At this point, the man Huo Ran raised his head, and his eyes reflected a sword-like cold light: "So I hope you ...... Don't let you down."

Hong Wanjun took a deep breath: "Since it is a challenge, isn't Your Excellency ready to leave a name?"

The Rogue chuckled, "Hokkaido Roguer."

Hong Wanjun didn't give face, and exposed the other party's true face: "Miyamoto is a senior with a knife, I'm afraid it's not good to laugh like this."

The drifter was silent for a moment.

He looked around at the Canglong base and said with a wry smile, "Yes, it's me ......."

Hong Wanjun crossed her arms and sneered: "Although Your Excellency is the strongest person in Dongying, aren't you afraid of provoking a dispute between the two countries if you break into the camp of the Martial Arts Region like this?"

"That's why I'm here as a Hokkaido Ronin, not Miyamoto."

Miyamoto Yidao looked at Hong Wanjun and said loudly, "From the moment I set foot on the land of Longxia, Miyamoto Yidao no longer exists, and there is only the wanderer who went north to appreciate the style of Dragon City in order to prove the limit of martial arts."