Super Monk

"It's no more than half master. I'm coming to kill you all!" Yamada Murakami killed a member of a special action team, and his confidence immediately increased. He felt that the legendary master banbu of China Zhenwu circle was just like this. With a grim smile, he immediately rushed to another member of the special action team next to him.

"Arrogant fellow!" Lin's face changed. His high carbon cold steel tactical dagger opened the Ninja's Japanese sword in front of him. He made a wrong step and cut the Ninja's throat. It was dangerous but accurate to reap the Ninja's life.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous, this Ninja face showed incredible expression, slowly fell to the ground.

Lin solved the ninja, dagger a close, directly to the mountain village is rushed in the past.

"Hum, stupid Chinese, let me show you the power of Yamada Murakami!" Yamada Murakami chuckles and hurls two Ninja darts at Lin kuangdong.

Lin kuangdong's practice of dragon sparrow body forging is nearly complete. He just moves at his feet and avoids two concealed weapons. The dagger rubs against the air and stabs Shantian village with a shrill sound.

"To die!" Yamada Murakami gave a grim smile, and the Japanese knife in his hand cut Lin crazy East heavily with a touch of blood light. Lin crazy East's face changed, and even felt that this knife could cut himself in half.

The Japanese sword is much longer than the dagger. Yamada Murakami's attack will be faster than Lin kuangdong's. Lin kuangdong's face changes, and he quickly takes back the dagger to block Murakami's knife.

"Click!" The dagger blocked in front of the Japanese Dao. With a crisp sound, the Japanese Dao in Murakami's hand cut off Lin's tactical dagger directly. The Japanese Dao continued to chop Lin's body mercilessly.

"How could it be?" Lin's face changed greatly, and his face was full of disbelief. His tactical dagger was a high-strength cold steel dagger, a special dagger forged by high pressure. The Japanese dagger was thin and narrow. Even if the two intersected, the tactical dagger could not be cut off by the Japanese dagger.

Lin did not expect that his tactical dagger would be cut off by Murakami's Japanese knife. In a moment, he had no time to escape. He watched the Japanese knife cut him.

At this moment, Lin kuangdong suddenly felt a tight neck and was immediately pulled away. The knife in Murakami's hand cut through a small tree beside Lin kuangdong, and the small tree was directly cut in two.

"You deal with others, I deal with him!" Zhao Fugui took Lin's collar to save him, and said faintly.

"Be careful, Colonel, this guy's Japanese knife is not right!" Lin said that he didn't feel that if it wasn't for Murakami's Japanese knife edge, he couldn't beat him so easily.

"Hum, you are just the difference between death first and death later. You damned Chinese are going to die here today!" Murakami cried with a ferocious face.

"You want to stop us?" Zhao Fugui shakes his head and looks at Yamada Murakami contemptuously. Then Zhao Fugui's eyes fall on the knife in Murakami's hand and feels that the knife is full of bloody resentment. "The knife is not bad!"

"You have some insight. This Dao has been handed down by my Yamada family for hundreds of years. Its name is Murakami, and it's the famous sorcerer Murakami. And I, Yamada Murakami, in the name of this Dao, is the secret of the Yihe God and ghost sect. Today, I, Murakami, take your names! " Yamada Murakami said with a sneer.

"Yihe Shengui sect? It seems that your Yamada family's experiment also has their share! " Zhao Fugui said coldly, "village official, I didn't expect to have this sword. It's a pity that it's not lucky. If you hold it, there will be harm. Today is the day when you destroy people!"

"Zhao Fugui, I know that you are a great master. You not only destroyed the secret base of my Shantian family, but also killed my father Shantian Guang. But Shantian village is coming back from Yihe God and ghost sect. Today you will be killed with this sword, and in the future you will be stained with the blood of your Chinese great master!" Yamada Murakami is arrogant said.

"Yihe God and ghost sect is just learning real martial arts from China. Why do you want to fight against China's real martial arts? I'd like to see what you're capable of Zhao Fugui said faintly that the strong momentum suddenly came out, and the Ninjas around him were just like the mice who saw the cat. They were in a panic. If they were not careful, several ninjas were killed quickly.

"Special tolerance is the strongest title of Ninja, far more than middle tolerance and upper tolerance. Today I'll let you know the strength of special tolerance!" Yamada Murakami roared and cut off with a knife. The knife was like a meteor with a piece of blood red, just like a demon star.

Yamada Murakami is using Juhe chop. It's said that this technique can cut a big tree into 16 pieces.

"Well done!" Zhao Fugui's face is expressionless. He raises his hand and blasts out with a knife. He is barehanded. He wants to see if the cunzheng magic knife is sharp.

"Go to hell, Huaxia people!" Yamada Murakami has a grim smile on his face. Murakami's evil Sabre has accumulated hundreds of years of blood evil spirit. It is the elders of the Yihe God and ghost sect who have personally verified this. Zhao Fugui dares to take Murakami's Juhe chop with his bare hands. He is just a fool."Boom!" Zhao Fugui's face is expressionless, and a fist blows at the village leader. Yamada wants to cut off Zhao Fugui's arm with a knife. Unexpectedly, he really feels that the magic knife is cut on the hard alloy. Not only can he not cut off Zhao Fugui's hand, but the village leader of the magic knife wails. The powerful blood evil spirit is almost smashed by Zhao Fugui's fist, and the body of the sword is directly swung away. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fugui's heart is broken The fist is right in front of Yamada.

"Baga!" Yamada's face changed greatly, and his figure shook violently. Zhao Fugui punched him. Yamada turned into a piece of wood, which was smashed by Zhao Fugui, and his real body disappeared under Zhao Fugui's eyes.

"Doubles? Yes, you still have some strength! " Zhao Fugui said with a sneer. At the same time, he felt the position of Yamada village. This guy had the strength to avoid Zhao Fugui's eye, which was beyond Zhao Fugui's expectation.

"Go to hell!" Just at this time, the little tree behind Zhao Fugui suddenly twisted, and Yamada's figure appeared again, to sneak attack from behind Zhao Fugui.

As soon as Yamada appeared, Zhao Fugui had already noticed it. He hit him with one punch behind him. One punch was as fast as thunder. Before Yamada's knife fell, Zhao Fugui's fist had hit him.

"Click!" Yamada suddenly screamed and was blasted out by Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui was about to continue his attack when Yamada fell on the ground for a while, and his figure disappeared again.

"Wu Xing Dun Shu?" Zhao Fugui frowned and asked faintly.