The knives have been handed over. The person is still in the coffin.

The pine-yellow coffin was carried flat by four people and got out of the car. Isaki's face changed. I'm also a little short of breath. "Let's go into the house."

The coffin was quickly carried into the dojo. In the past two days, Izaki Shu has already dismissed the ordinary disciples. There was silence in the dojo. There is no such thing as the practice of the past.

"Open the coffin."

Open coffin autopsy.

Although Qu Yong can't understand Japanese. But I could tell that it was Osamu Izaki's voice. I also know that the coffin will definitely be opened at this time. I can't help but feel a pang in my heart. Try to hide all the breath. I'm afraid that I will be noticed by Izaki Shu by accident. When the time comes, I am afraid that I will be more than lucky.

"The Japanese really can't believe it. Thanks to this, Osamu Izaki is still a master of a genre. If you lose the competition, you actually play small moves."

The lid of the coffin opens slowly. What caught the eyes of the four great masters was a richly dressed corpse. Blood on the lower abdomen. It was like telling everyone present about last night's terrible fight.

Osamu Izaki bowed ninety degrees to the corpse. Then separate the laundry. Untied Qu Yong's bandage again. I saw that the fatal knife was in the lower abdomen. Now the wound is no longer oozing blood. Instead, the gray flesh rolls up." Masasa Muru. It turned out to be a seppuku suicide."

"How so."

"What the hell is going on?"

"Masasa Mura. Why is there seppuku."

"Gentlemen, don't be impatient." Osamu Izaki suppressed everyone's doubts. Then he said to the bald Kino Yasuhei, "Go and transport the four coffins I prepared."

"Hi." Kino Yasuhei was ordered. Lead his men to the back room. Soon four coffins were shipped out of it.

This coffin is as ordinary. Both the style and color are similar to the coffin that originally contained the corpse of Muramasa. It's the kind of pine coffin used by a poor person.

"Alright. Stand down." After Osamu Izaki retreated from his subordinates. Cai said: "Gentlemen. So far. I'm not going to hide it from you. Please come today. I'm going to ask you to pick a coffin and go back."

"What.." And Daoliu Satake Hiroshi said sharply: "Could it be that Isaki-kun wants to force me to wait for a death battle."

"Not really." Izaki said, "I want you to send a coffin to a place for me."

Yuki Fujii was puzzled, "What does this mean?"

"Just because... Hey...... "Osamu Izaki carries his hands behind his back. Looking at the empty dojo. Walked two laps. Cai sighed and said, "Yesterday, the Demon Sword Village was going to challenge the copper-faced man. I've already given it to me. If he dies in battle; He sent his body to Hokkaido along with the demon sword. Go meet a red-clothed guest. Ask this person to help. I'm afraid on the way to Hokkaido. Will be intercepted by the Copper-Faced Man. So I would like to ask you to send a coffin to another place. Set up a ** array for me."

"Hokkaido. Redcoat."

"Who is he?"

Yuki Fujii gasped. "Could it be him?"

"How. Fujii-kun. You know this redman."

Yuki Fujii muttered, "Although I can't be sure. But legend has it that there was a hermit in Hokkaido. He was one of the three strongest men in the Great Japanese Empire. If he can make a shot. You will definitely be able to defeat the Bronze Man. Just ......"

"Just what." Even if it's Osamu Izaki. In fact, I only heard Muramasa mention this red-clothed guest. But what exactly is it. He also knows very little. Unexpectedly, Yuki Fujii knew many secrets that he didn't know.

"Hey... Although his martial arts are extremely high. But also an extremely dangerous character. It's a demon."

"Demon."

Yuki Fujii said: "This person is moody. Withdrawn by nature. Act according to your own preferences. If he doesn't agree to something. Even if it's His Majesty the Emperor. Please don't move him."

A peerless master. Nature has a peerless demeanor. Every man who stands at the pinnacle of martial arts. They all have their own pride.

"It's actually asking such a person to make a move. IZAKI-kun. Are you sure?" Satake Hiroshi was worried: "In case we go to ask him. But he didn't care. That's how good it is."

"This..."Izaki Osamu was unsure in his heart. He was just following the arrangement of the demon sword muramasa.

"Since there are three strongest men in Japan. Why do you have to ask this demon to help?" Zhongshan Yuzhen suddenly said, "We might as well go and invite the other two."

The rest of the people responded one after another: "Yes. What about the other two?"

"The other two." Yuki Fujii's gaze shrank. A hint of awe. "One of them is His Majesty's first bodyguard. He has been guarding Japan's national fortunes for more than 60 years. The legend is dead."

"Ah......h For Japan. Lose such a guardian man. This is definitely a huge loss.

"There's another one. is a rogue guy. During World War II. He has a terrifying name. Maybe you've all heard of it. It's called Kotaro Kamiya."

"What.." As soon as the name Kotaro Kamiya came out. Every one of you is a master of a great school. But my body still couldn't help but tremble. Just because the name means death and killing." The legendary Thousand Beheaded."

Legend. World War II. The East Asian martial arts circle is in full swing. The so-called troubled times produce heroes. In China. Many masters of national art have been born. For example, gossip Cheng Tinghua. Xingyiquan Li Cunyi. XUE Dian. Bajiquan Li Shuwen and so on and so forth. And Japan also has unborn masters. Among them, Kotaro Kamiya is the best. He's a real ninja. And he is murderous by nature. If the end is not achieved, the means will not be compromised. At that time, the warriors of other countries in East Asia heard the name Kotaro of the Divine Turtle and their hairs stood on end. The soul is taken for it.

But after the end of World War II . Japan was defeated. Kotaro Kamiya is missing. For more than sixty years. Never again. Legend has it that someone saw him somewhere in China. But no one is sure of him. Others say he's dead.

"Hey. Dignified our Great Japanese Empire. Until now. Can't you find a warrior who can fight against the bronze-faced man?"

"For the sake of the day. I had to ask the red-clothed guest to make a move. I will personally take this coffin to Hokkaido. And gentlemen, please choose a coffin. Set off in three directions: east, west and south. disturb the eyes and ears of the enemy." Osamu Izaki saw that everyone's faces were pale. Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting: "Gentlemen. Please lift your spirits. Wu Yun long. It's on my shoulder."

The three of them were in good spirits. Suddenly said: "Martial arts are long."

"What are they called?" Qu Yong was held in the small dark box. Listen to the chatter outside in Japanese. But I don't understand it. I hate that I didn't learn Japanese before." Who says learn English well. Travel the world. Look after this time. I'm going to take the time to learn Japanese. I don't know if I can speak Japanese. But it's okay. Natsuki Sakurai speaks Chinese. Their father and daughter can still communicate. Ay... It's weird. How could the daughter of the Taoist be Japanese. What the hell happened back then?"