In his life, Qin Mu has met many masters, such as Tang Zichen, such as Chen Aiyang, and even some reclusive masters in the Nanyang Tang Sect, he has also fought with them, and he has also killed the thorns who are not subject to Tang Zichen's jurisdiction, if he says that these two people are the strongest people he has ever seen, it is obviously nonsense.

But he had never met such an extreme martial artist as Ito in his life.

Qin Mu looked at Ito, and he felt that he was not a person, but a knife! His eyes, his hands, and even his rickety, withered body, all seemed to be born to kill.

He's a swordsman from hell.

Qin Mu felt as if he was already a dead man, his skills were sluggish, and the blade had already made a white mark on his skin.

His eyes drooped slightly, but his heart was like a suppressed volcano, roaring but unable to find a way to vent, but his body naturally relaxed, as if walking in a garden of wind and sunshine, not under the attack of the storm now.

Suddenly, his spirit trembled, as if a seed sprouted, driving his whole body to start moving, only to see his left hand from palm to fist, right hand from fist to palm, life and death wheel suddenly turned, right foot stepped forward, just stepped into the two people who attacked, on the side of the body, the left fist was like a fierce general dancing a thousand pounds of sledgehammer, hit Natamura Shangyi, but his right hand was like a tongue swinging, the palm was as soft as a boneless, swept and swallowed, and suddenly slapped on the long knife of which Ito man.

The highest level of Baguazhang palm - the palm is like a bull's tongue, with the power to sweep the hard sword. When the cow eats grass, most of the grass blades have jagged edges, but when the cow's tongue is rolled, not only is it unharmed, but the grass is also swept away by him.

Thatch is like a sword, the palm is practiced like a cow's tongue, after the kung fu is incorporated, the palm is swept away, the dark energy is vigorous, the sword is held empty-handed, and the sword body is hard, just like the cow's tongue rolls eat thatch. The grass is broken, but the tongue is not hurt.

However, those who have practiced gossip to such a realm have only Dong Haichuan throughout the ages, not even Cheng Tinghua. This hand is Tang Zichen's unique skill, but Qin Mu's realm is already a one-size-fits-all way, and at this time, it is exactly the same.

The Ito man only felt that the knife in his hand seemed to be entangled in a noose, and he couldn't move at all, and he was about to slash hard, but it seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of qi, unable to bear it, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

But when he heard the sound of collapse, the blade of the knife became two, and when he looked at it again, there was only one handle left in Ito's hand, but he was still brave, with one palm, and the handle fell, but the thumb was one hand into the palm, the four fingers were upright, and the whole palm became a knife, and it slashed at Qin Mu's neck.

Turning his head to look at Natamura Shangyi, his eyes were already closed, his chest was sunken in a large lump, and he didn't know when he had died under Qin Mu's fist, and he didn't even let out a scream.

Life and death rotate, Qin Mu is reborn from death, and naturally the enemy is from life to death.

Ito's heart became more and more desperate, his eyes were even more crazy, and his whole body was no longer defenseless at all, only to feel that in front of him was Sun Lutang, who he had feared and hated for seventy years, and let out a scream that was not like a human voice, and waved his arm towards Qin Mu.

With a knife in his hand, he is not Qin Mu's opponent, where can he threaten Qin Mu without a knife, but seeing that Qin Mu does not dodge or dodge, a big bag suddenly arches over his shoulder, just blocking the source of the knife, and as soon as the Ito man's arm arrives here, he feels that the big bag is secretly vigorous, and the muscles in his hand are suddenly shattered into mud, and he has no strength.

But seeing that Ito's eyes suddenly dimmed, he didn't make a move, but suddenly knelt on the ground, picked up the blade on the ground with one intact hand, carried the knife like flying, and drew a cross on his shriveled abdomen.

His knife was extremely fast, even though his abdominal organs had been exposed, he still had the strength to speak, but he didn't have a trace of pain on his face, he just raised his head and said to Qin Mu: "Are you willing to be the wrong person for me?"

Qin Mu Zhijie is the Japanese samurai when he cut the stomach, and the assistant who cut off his head at a specific time, the mistake is to pay attention to a knife, the head and neck are almost completely cut off but there is a trace of connection, generally completed by a very skilled samurai, and the seppuku is a self-punishment for the Japanese samurai who thinks he is guilty.

Qin Mu looked at this old man who had lived for a hundred years and nodded.

I heard that Ito man suddenly laughed, and pretended to be very happy and said: "With a wise warrior like Zhang Jun making mistakes for me, I have no regrets in this life." After saying that, he closed his eyes and suddenly shouted a Japanese word to the sky loudly.

Qin Mu doesn't know Japanese, but this sentence is very familiar.

"Yamato nation, martial arts are prosperous!"

Qin Mu shook his head, and with a wave of his palm, the Ito man's head tilted, and there was no more sound.

Ito Nan, who was put in the hands of Sun Lutang with one move back then, came back like a dog of the defeated army, but he had to keep a few top masters in the Japanese martial arts world, and he was hungry.

After the defeat that year, the imperial family master Sakata Kazuo, who was appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, was overturned to the ground by Sun Lutang. After returning home, he was angry to death. Only Ito, as the first person in ninja path, endured the insults of the countrymen and the reproach of the martial arts community, and silently chose to protect his nation behind his back.

Today, Qin Mu is here, and the Japanese martial arts community is at stake, or this old man who was like a coward back then stood up, but unfortunately, the destiny is not in Japan. He can't defeat Qin Mu, and he can't save Japan, so he can only use the most glorious death method of bushido to save his dignity.

Between nations, life and death fights, what is the courtesy to talk about?

"Wu Yun Changlong, where do you put my China?" Qin Mu sighed, looking at this old man who was smiling easily and relieved.

Qin Mu fought two battles in a row, that is, he was already a rare master in the world at this time, and he was also tired, the clothes on his body were not only torn, but also ****, and there was heat on his head, and under the cover of the lights in the house, his hair was like a clump of straw on fire.

He suddenly relaxed, and walked towards the room, but his heart was tense again, and before he could react, he heard a terrible sound of breaking the air in his ears, and he tilted his head and squatted down, and avoided the missile that wiped his hair.

Sniper rifles!

Qin Mu already understood when he saw the Japanese Rinzai sect and Izumo Society that he must have fallen into the eyes of the Japanese government, but he didn't expect that the Japanese government would be so decisive and send snipers to snipe him.

This person is definitely a master who has learned marksmanship, although he is not completely unable to grasp his breath, but a master who is good at hiding his killing intent, shooting a sniper rifle a kilometer away is a huge threat to anyone, not to mention that this person is well versed in the truth of running away as soon as he hits, and when Qin Mu reacted, he actually found that he had left the sniper point and drilled into the crowd.