"Takeno-kun, you see that our weapons have been confiscated by you, and people have been tied up by you, even if you want to escape, you can't escape, why don't you tell us how Hideko Kawashima was sent to Japan." Yu Shijun said.

"It's harder for you to escape than to ascend to the sky, and I'll break you all out if you're in a hurry, so I advise you, be honest." Takeno-kun said.

"How can it?"

"I can tell you about Hideko Kawashima, but you can't stop under your feet, and you have to keep going." Takeno-kun turned over and said.

"Okay, then you ride slowly, or we won't be able to keep up."

One morning a few years ago.

Wudang Mountain.

"I heard that your Wudang swordsmanship is very skillful, and the world is invincible, so I came to challenge it today." Kawashima Naniwa said while standing in front of the gate of the Wudang faction.

I saw that he was wearing a ring-shaped straw hat on his head, wearing the costume of a grown Japanese ronin, and an Oriental sword hanging from his waist on the left and right.

"Go away, we're not going to compete with you." The little Taoist boy who looked at the gate said.

"I came all the way from Japan to compete with your Wudang faction, I want to see if your Wudang swordsmanship is powerful, or our Oriental swordsmanship is powerful, but you don't compete with me, so how can you do it?"

"My master is not at home, you better hurry up!"

"Don't tell me these excuses, quickly ask your master to come out and compete with me, my patience is limited."

"I'm telling you the truth, my master has gone out to travel, I don't know when I will come back, it's useless for you to stay here." Xiao Daotong said and closed the door.

At noon, after Xiao Daotong finished eating, he came to the gate again, and when he opened the door, he found that the Japanese ronin was sitting cross-legged in front of the door, and it seemed that he did not plan to leave.

"I said that you are a strange person, I told you, Master is not at home, no one will compete with you, why are you still here?" Xiao Daotong asked.

"If I don't achieve my goal, I won't go." Naniwa Kawashima said.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Xiao Daotong closed the door again, and after a while, he brought a meal to Kawashima Naniwa and said, "You can eat something first." ”

Who knew that at this moment, Kawashima quickly pulled out the Oriental knife, and with a wave of his hand, he actually cut off the left arm of the little Taoist boy, and the broken arm flew far away, blood like an infusion!

Xiao Daotong screamed "ah", and immediately fainted in pain.

There were twenty senior brothers practicing martial arts in a vacant lot in the Taoist temple, and when they heard the screams of the little Taoist boy, they all hurriedly ran over.

"Senior brother, junior brother, what's wrong with you?" Senior brother Song Qingfeng held the little Taoist boy in his arms and shouted, "Quickly bring the knife wound medicine and gauze." ”

Everyone was busy for a long time, and then his wound stopped bleeding and wrapped it in gauze.

Xiao Daotong's face was pale, he opened his eyes, and said weakly: "Senior brother, this person's sword skills are too fast, it's best not to fight him." ”

"He cut off your arm with a knife?" Song Qingfeng asked.

"Yes, I cut off his arm, maybe I went a little too far, but if I don't force you, you won't come out to compete with me." Naniwa Kawashima said.

"Who are you?"

"I'm from Japan, our family is a martial arts family, good at Oriental swords, I heard that your Wudang swordsmanship is very powerful, so I want to come and try it with you."