Antique, delicate and elegant!

The decoration inside is simply comparable to that of the Yan family in Xishan No. 1 Manor, luxurious and extravagant.

Purple wood furniture, leather sofas.

However, Mo Xiaoye was a little puzzled that the tables, chairs and sofas inside were very low. Three men dressed in Japanese kimonos and a man covered in a black ninja costume are kneeling on four cloth mats, drinking wine and chatting.

Listening to the words, Mo Xiaoxie frowned, turned his head to She Shanhu and asked, "Little devils?"

Cold sweat broke out on Sheshan Fox's face and nodded slightly.

However, when the four Japanese men heard Mo Xiaoxie's name of 'little devil', they were reluctant.

"Baga, Hou Ma Yue, where did this kid come from? he dared to insult us, he was simply looking for death!"

One of the four Japanese men, a long-haired young man, picked up the sword on the table and walked towards Mo Xiaoxie.

His eyes were cold, and he said in a somewhat stiff Chinese: "Boy, you actually offended me as a samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, let me teach you a lesson today, and have a long memory!"

Sheshan Fox Hou Ma Yue's face changed and retreated to the side.

Mo Xiaoye looked at the approaching Japanese samurai, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The first ambition of Lao Tzu's life is to level the island country, kill all the men, and bring all the women back as slaves!

Sheshan Fox Hou Ma Yue looked stunned, and quietly nodded a big thumbs up in his heart!

This ghost master is really ambitious and ambitious!

This must be the lofty goal of most Chinese hot-blooded men!

The Japanese young man held the scabbard in one hand and the handle of the knife tightly in the other, and shouted loudly: "Koizumi Maano, the name of the knife is Zhengtai knife, five feet and three inches long, extremely sharp, and the knife is bloody!"

Mo Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, this fucking fool! What age is it, are you still interested in this tune?

"Your ancestor, my name is Mo Xie (Demon Master)!" he glanced at his arm again, and said with a smile: "This arm is called Mo Ye Arm, which is about one meter by sight, and comes with skills Tai Chi Boxing and Baji Boxing." The power is incomparably fierce, and the punch will break the flesh and bones!"

"Da-da-ta...."

Everyone was a little stunned when they heard Mo Xiaoxie's self-report, only Sheshan Fox Hou Ma Yue knew that what Mo Xiaoxie said was true, and his boxing skills were indeed so!

Beat your bones and flesh to pieces!

Huang Mao's head was blown away by him!

It's so scary!

The young Japanese swordsman Koizumi Mano, wearing wooden shoes under his feet, stepped on small broken steps, and rushed towards Mo Xiaoye at great speed.

A bright and sharp sword light suddenly flashed out from Koizumi Mano's waist, marking Mo Xiaoxie's face.

The other three Japanese men all looked approving, and one of the men on the right said approvingly: "Koizumi's sword skills are really good, these days under the guidance of She Shanjun, what a great progress!"

Koizumi Mano didn't want Mo Xiaoxie's life originally, he just wanted to break the mask on his face and see what he looked like.

Wearing a mask and pretending to be a ghost!

Koizumi Mano only felt that the black shadow flashed in front of him, and the figure disappeared.

"Ahh

Koizumi heard the exclamations of the three compatriots behind him, felt that something was wrong, and just wanted to turn around and swing the knife behind him. I felt a strong force coming from the crook of my leg.

"Bang!"

Koizumi Mano fell to one knee on the ground, and his reaction was extremely fast, stabbing backwards from the armpit.

Mo Xiaoye raised his foot and picked the blade upward, and one arm was slashed to the ground by the sharp knife.

As soon as a scream came out, Mo Xiaoye kicked the Japanese young man out and smashed it on the wall at the door.

Koizumi Mano's body softened, and he slowly fell from under the wall, and the screams stopped abruptly!

All three Japanese men roared!

"Damn! You dare to kill She Shanjun's disciple, you give me death!"

"Kill this abominable sick man of East Asia!"

"Break him into pieces!"

The two of them swung their knives at Mo Xiaoxie, while the other black-clothed ninja dodged back, but he was the first to strike.

A cold light flashed in his hand, and several darts came at a rapid speed like cold stars.

Mo Xiaoxie gently picked his feet, and the Taidao used by Koizumi Mano was in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, several darts shot at the walls and ceiling.

He was on one side, his head and neck were sideways, and he dodged the swords of the two samurai.

Tai Chi swordsmanship, come out with your hands.

The sword in Mo Xiaoxie's hand was entwined, and the long knife in the hand of the warrior on the left was deflected by him, and it struck on the knife of the swordsman on the right.

He was sticky again, and the Japanese man on his right was also deflected by him, blocking the samurai's sword on his right.

Both of them were shocked in their hearts, why didn't their own knives obey the call, why did they move with the blade of this masked man, and let him be at his mercy?

It's horrible!

Even if it was the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi and the swordsman Sasaki Koji, the two kendo masters may not be able to have this ability!

Is this Chinese sword really like the legend, splitting mountains and seas, magically strong!

Is Chinese martial arts really as profound and as vast as the stars recorded in ancient books?

And at some point, the hidden ninja looked at the three people who were entangled together, and he didn't dare to shoot a dart at will.

Looking at the simple and direct Japanese knife technique, Mo Xiaoye observed carefully and dealt with it carefully.

The Japanese sword routine is simple, and at most there are two or three moves and a combination, which is called a type.

They pay the most attention to the three styles of knife out, attack, and knife retraction, and almost every knife type has their shadow.

Although this routine seems simple, however, the knife technique is extremely fast, mainly fighting, and the knife may not always be able to see blood, but the separation of life and death is in an instant, in a few rounds.

Unlike Chinese martial arts, the routines are complicated, and it takes dozens of rounds to fight or kill each other.

When Mo Xiaoye was also training at the base, he studied the martial arts or martial arts of various countries.

He has seen Japan the most, and he also knows that the Japanese samurai are almost strict in the practice and requirements of the three styles of sword pulling, attacking, and retracting, and the precise control of these simple moves, as well as the number of times of practice, are unimaginable to Chinese sword practitioners.

Mo Xiaoxie's swordsmanship changed, and he scattered his sword.

Thunder and lightning fast!

"Jingle Bell...."

The kimonos on the two Japanese samurai are starting to suffer!

"Whoaa!"

Mo Xiaoxie seemed to be playing tricks on them, always just tearing their clothes without hurting their bodies.

In fact, Mo Xiaoye is observing the power moves and action essentials of Japanese swordsmanship, so that he can understand himself, know himself and his opponent, and be invincible!

If you visit Japan that day, you might have to slaughter some little devils!

Half an hour later, Mo Xiaoxie felt that he had almost learned it, and his right hand suddenly hit a gravity block, knocking the two knives to the side.

"Stand on the side of the sword method!"

Mo Xiaoye suddenly shouted, and the knife in his right hand flipped in his hand, holding the handle of the knife sideways, and the blade was facing outward.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed through the necks of the two samurai.

"Poof!"

The sound of two blades entering flesh sounded almost simultaneously, and the two Japanese men suddenly felt a chill on their necks, and then a heat.

The pain came, and before they could scream, blood spurted wildly from their necks and foamed from their mouths.

The two of them slowly fell, their eyes wide open, and they didn't bat at a glance!

The ninja in the distance suddenly let out a terrible roar mixed with a sound of horror, and a few cold rays rushed towards Mo Xiaoxie.

Mo Xiaoxie originally spread his arms, lungeed and bent over, and the knife was lifted back, learning the posture of the divine skill 'Yan Hui' in the Japanese sword mysteries, and wanted to pretend to be forced?

But what about one more person he had forgotten?

As a result, when a few hidden weapons were fired, he was a little scrambling.

Clanging, darts flying!

Smashed the crystal chandelier, smashed the leather sofa, and destroyed a few flowers and plants in the house.

Mo Xiaoye hurriedly adjusted his posture to face the timid ninja.

Taidao flew a prismatic dart head-on, and with a slap, shot at the hidden ninja.

The hidden ninja was startled.

Several more hidden weapons were fired, and one of them was aimed squarely at the prismatic dart that was 'going home' again.

Mo Xiaoxie blocked the hidden weapon while walking leisurely towards the hidden weapon ninja.

The ninja grabbed a handful of things from his arms and threw them to the ground, and a cloud of black smoke rose early, and his figure flashed inside.

Mo Xiaoye followed unhurriedly behind, watching him run to a Japanese-style white lattice sliding door, and shouted: "She Shanjun, save me!"

The sword in Mo Xiaoxie's hand shook suddenly, piercing the ninja's body like a sharp arrow, nailing him to the door.

He let out a terrible scream, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the clean, white wooden door and door paper.

Inside the wooden door, a middle-aged man with a simple and cold face, dressed in a loose kimono, sat on a futon and closed his eyes in meditation.

In front of him, two swords, one large and one small, were horizontal on a Japanese-style knife holder.

His two knives were different from the knives of several people outside, its blade was black, only the blade was snow-white, cold and bright!

Mo Xiaoye walked slowly, pulled out the sword on the ninja's body, stepped over the corpse, and slowly opened the wooden door.

The movements are not hurried or slow, just like an 'old friend' who has come to visit!

Mo Xiaoye came to the room, slowly sat down on the floor at random, and waited quietly, as if he was really an old friend.

Waiting for the end of Sheshan Yiyan's meditation.

And just when Mo Xiaoye was feeling bored, he suddenly heard a gunshot outside, and there was chaos!

I don't know if it's a police raid or a gang fight?

This last Japanese boss has finally opened his eyes. He glanced at Mo Xiaoxie calmly, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you? We don't seem to have a grudge!"

The corners of Mo Xiaoxie's mouth hooked a sneer, "No grudges? You are a Japanese devil who is a party to the trouble in China, do you think you have the money to buy everything?"

Mo Xiaoxie snorted coldly again, "You used to make a small fuss, and no one paid attention to you because they looked down on you! Now you actually want to buy off an evil sect in our country and carry out illegal transactions that endanger the interests of our country! This is you hitting the muzzle of the gun and killing yourself, but no one else is to blame!"

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