This Japanese man is thirty years old, and he looks ordinary, and he is a public face that he doesn't pay much attention to when he passes by on the road.

But the man had a deep breath, and the part of his chest was exposed, showing a jade-like color, and he was dressed in gray, like a wizard's robe.

The magic wand in the hand of the wizard, and the Japanese man is carrying a knife, a Japanese katana.

"You're very confident, but I can also tell you that if you come within ten meters of me, it's not up to you whether you're dead or alive!"

Han Yi stopped eating hot pot and looked at the Japanese uncle with a smile.

"Arrogance!"

The Japanese man's eyes flashed with a cold light, but then he sneered and said: "You are an outstanding genius young man, you are already a dark energy at the age of sixteen, and you also have arrogant capital, but genius must be honed before it can be achieved, if you die in the grind, you are not a genius anymore, I am your test stone." ”

"Ling Ran said it so much, I almost believed it!" Wu Tianshen didn't wait for Han Yi to speak, he laughed, full of sarcasm, "Say, who are you?"

Han Yi could hear it, although Wu Tianshen's face was calm, he revealed a deep worry.

"It doesn't matter who I am, if you want to call me, call me ugly three. "The Japanese man Chozo changed the katana in his hand to a different way of holding the knife.

"And what is your purpose?"

Ling Xiaolan next to her waved away the two black-clothed bodyguards when the Japanese appeared, leaned next to Wu Tianshen at this time, and asked by the words.

"Since Miss Ling asked, then I'll tell you the truth, my organization called me to kill Han Yijun. The organization thinks that Han Yijun is a super genius, and he is too filmable to grow up, I am afraid that there will be trouble, and I am afraid that no one in the Japanese martial artists is an opponent, so the organization called me to strangle Han Yijun at this age!"

Brush!

As soon as the ugly third finished speaking, the katana brush in his hand was pulled out of its sheath at once, and as soon as he stomped on his foot, the whole person rushed over with a hurricane.

As soon as the knife came out of its sheath, it was reflected in the wind and snow, and the light it brought up was like the moon jumping out of the snowstorm and dark night, and the silver light shimmered.

The top of the knife body was a fine cloud pattern, and the cold light flashed, as if it was blowing hair and breaking hair, Han Yi gave him a very strong stinging sensation at a glance, "I'm afraid the sharpness of this katana is not weaker than my Spirit Wind Sword!"

"And looking at the appearance of this ugly three's sword, it is a bit of the feeling of the mid-waist attack of the twenty-four potential swordsmanship I practiced. ”

Han Yi thought like this, his feet stomped, and in an instant, his hair stood up like an electric shock, the skin on his neck and hands bulged in an instant, his hair was like a needle, and his pores were bulging like iron beans.

Han Yi moved his whole body and stomped on his feet. Let Wu Tianshen and Ling Xiaolan, who were closest to him, feel as if the entire courtyard was shaking in an earthquake.

Han Yi's tiger shape pounced out at once.

The small courtyard is not big, about six meters, Han Yi pounced in front of the Japanese ugly three, the speed is amazing, the Japanese ugly three has not yet come out of the knife, Han Yi punched out, sitting on the ground and crashing into the fist.

And Han Yi's two eyes at this time also exploded with a sharp light like a sword, stabbing in the eyes of the Japanese ugly three like electricity.

The Japanese Chousan is experienced, and he felt a stinging pain in his eyes during the small broken step running, twisted his head, and flashed the knife light on his wrist, and he held the sharp katana horizontally in front of his eyes, and resisted Han Yi's eyes with the cold blade of the sword light.

The reaction of the Japanese Chozo at this moment is like a moving car, and suddenly encounters a vehicle that is not driving according to the rules, and the danger is coming, and the agile reaction that he suddenly makes.

Then the brush was swung out, and the sharp knife arced, cutting Han Yi's throat.

Under a knife, the air flow was vibrating, making a crisp sound, as fast as lightning.

Weapons in hand, long shots short!

The pores on Han Yi's neck were throbbing, and the blood all over his body seemed to have gathered on his neck, and he was suddenly red and terrifying, like a big rooster in a hurry, and his hair stood on end, and his hair was angry.

This startled Wu Tianshen and Ling Xiaolan, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, and they both thought that Han Yi was going to take this knife by the neck.

But Han Yi's face was as calm as if he had gained great stability, and his fist collapsed in the air, turning sharply, like a flexible swallow Raofangliang accumulating a nest.

During the katana's rapid advance and slashing, a continuous finger phantom appeared around the blade, and in a moment, a clanging sound was heard, as if a sledgehammer was striking the katana, and finally there was a loud bang, and Han Yi slapped his palm on the katana, slapping the knife high.

Buzz!······

The blade covered with cloud patterns trembled and hummed like thunder between the two of them.

After the Japanese Chouzo felt a huge shock from his arm, as if it was about to shatter all his bones, his eyes flashed cold, and as soon as his wrist let go of his hand in the direction of the shock, the katana flew several meters above the small courtyard.

Immediately after that, the ugly three shook his wrists, his five fingers swished, and his sword pointed at Han Yi's throat.

And his other hand pierced through the clouds and went straight up, as if fighting left and right, and he shook it in the air, like a precise calculator, and grabbed the handle of the knife with a snap, and wanted to split in the air.

Han Yi jumped back directly, and the snowflakes fluttered under his feet, printing five toe prints.

This jump is like a tiger leaping and a wolf running, and it is actually in the shape of a monkey, and the monkey is frightened and squatting.

After this move, you can pick up the monkey to climb the pole, and you can use the fist and cannon fist, which can be described as a combination of Gu and fighting.

But Han Yi didn't have it, but like a bear shaking his arms, half of his body was put aside and opened half a step, his feet stomped on the ground and swung a circle of snowflakes, and he just opened his body on one side, brushing!

A silver light like lightning flashed in front of him, and his unmarked eyes were reflected on the sword.

The blade of the knife seemed to be electrified, and his cold hair swung with it.

Han Yi didn't care, as soon as he turned around, his arm hit directly, along the place where the katana slashed, and the palm of his hand went out, and it was also a sword finger, pointing at the Japanese ugly three's sword-holding tendon.

One point is snake-shaped, one point below, with an eagle grasp, it is an eagle shape, the eagle grabs the prey and tears it up instantly, tears it does not die, flies to the sky and throws it to the ground and falls to death, so the five fingers under one point are slightly open, and it is also grappled.

Bursting out with several strengths, Han Yi wants to tear off the arm of the Japanese ugly three!

Chou San's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, his knife was old, he directly abandoned the knife and let go, his arm shook, like a python turning over, the wide gray robe shook, brushing and brushing !!like a tornado to roll Han Yi's serpentine fingers.

Under a shake, sticking, taking, flashing, grabbing, bumping, the five-fold force shook the robe to a crackling sound, and the wide robe that was soft and weak on weekdays became a steel blade in the harvester, and it only took one touch to cut the armor of a person's hands.

But the most deadly thing is that the Japanese Chouzo didn't know when he had an extra short sword in his other hand, stabbing forward silently.

His robe rolled in one hand and his short sword stabbed forward in the other. It's like Jing Ke presenting a map, revealing a dagger at the end.

See you in the picture, the Golden Palace stabs the King of Qin!

And this Japanese ugly three suddenly rose to a great artistic conception, his face had a faint calm and joy, as if he would end Han Yi's life in the next moment.