The stooped abbot of Jinye Pavilion tore off his monk's robe, threw it over Luo Hao, kicked his feet hard on the ground, and burst out at a speed completely inconsistent with his age. He rushed forward a few times.
After taking a step, he stepped hard on the ground again, jumped up high, raised the samurai sword in his hand that shone with a frightening cold light in the night sky, and slashed towards Luo Hao.
Behind Luo Hao, Yun Xi, Xu Xudong, and Sun Yuan all raised their guns, trying to shoot down each other.
However, the host of Jinye Pavilion seemed to have taken precautions a long time ago. He threw out a few shurikens and forced Yun Xi, Xu Xudong, and Sun Yuan back. The katana in his hand pulled out a silver light in the air and shot towards him.
Luo Hao, whose sight was blocked by the monk's robe, chopped away.
Tsk!
The sharp blade easily split the monk's robe in half. Luo Hao raised the hk416 automatic rifle hanging on his body to block, and quickly stepped back.
The sharpness of the ancient-style samurai sword in the hand of the Golden Leaf Pavilion Master far exceeded Luo Hao's imagination. When the sword was slashed, the cold-forged barrel of hk416 made of high-quality steel was directly struck.
It was chopped off, and rolled aside along with the silencer attached to the barrel.
After the katana cut off the barrel of the hk416, it opened a gash on Luo Hao's shoulder. However, because it was blocked by the gun and Luo Hao's body retreated, the knife only caused skin trauma to Luo Hao.
"Luo Hao, how are you?" Yun Xi quickly rushed to Luo Hao's side and asked him anxiously.
Luo Hao glanced at the incision on his shoulder with blood seeping out, shook his head slowly, and replied: "I'm fine, this old man is a bit troublesome!"
At this time, the host of Jinye Pavilion took off his monk's robe and was wearing a black ninja uniform. His face and head were covered, only a pair of eyes were exposed; and his originally somewhat rickety body also straightened up.
Luo Hao raised the hk416 with the barrel cut off in his hand and took a look. The cut was very flat and smooth, which showed the sharpness of the knife in the hands of the host of Jinye Pavilion.
After taking off the scrapped hk416 and throwing it aside, Luo Hao told Yun Xi, Liu Zijin, Xu Xudong and others: "There should be a secret passage to escape from the Golden Leaf Pavilion in that wing. Go and catch Yifu Zhunaka."
, I, Tiger Shark, Fox stop this old thing!"
Luo Hao pulled out the Dragon Tooth Saber and held it in his right hand, staring warily at the host of the Golden Leaf Pavilion not far ahead.
Luo Hao, Yun Xi, Xu Xudong, and Liu Zijin talked in Mandarin, but this did not escape the ears of the host of Jinye Pavilion. He used the same hoarse voice as the old duck and also said in Mandarin: "I have
Ichiro Yamamoto is here, so you can’t pass through here."
As he said that, he took out a few explosive kunai and threw them towards the wing on the east side, and then pulled the thin steel wire suddenly, blowing up half of the wing!
The host of Jinye Pavilion, who called himself "Yamamoto Ichiro", glanced at Luo Hao, Yun Xi and others with cold eyes, and said: "I came here for Takenaka Yisuo, and you are well-equipped. If I guess correctly, you are the Chinese special forces. Although I
I didn't participate in the 'holy war' that happened more than seventy years ago, but I don't mind using your blood to sacrifice the demon sword Muramasa in my hand now!"
Muramasa is a type of samurai sword in the Neon Kingdom. It was originally the name of a group of swordsmen from the Muromachi period to the Edo period for about a hundred years. At that time, the Neon Kingdom entered a period of war and turmoil, and there was a huge demand for swords.
It's huge. Muramasa only produces the best knives that can be used in actual combat.
It is precisely because Muramasa is too sharp that in the Edo period it was given the title of "evil sword" or "demon sword", which was tabooed by the world. By the late Edo period, the concept of Muramasa being a demon sword became deeply rooted in the people. At present,
Among the surviving Muramasa swords, the "Miaoho Muramasa" is the most famous.
The Muramasa sword in the hands of Yamamoto Ichiro was made by the first generation of Muramasa swordsmen during the Muromachi period. Even after hundreds of years and passed down through generations of hands, the blade is still as sharp as ever, which shows that the Muramasa sword is still sharp.
It is known as the "demon sword".
"Yamamoto Ichiro? Demon sword Muramasa?"
Situ Kong stared at Yamamoto Ichiro and the demon sword Muramasa he held in his hand. He suddenly thought of something and said, "I heard my old man talking about him! Yamamoto Ichiro, the previous leader of the Oni Ninja Sect, an S-level ninja, and the temple has requested many times.
He joined the temple, but he didn't even listen! I didn't expect him to show up here, and now things are getting serious!"
"Jie Jie!"
Yamamoto Ichiro laughed coldly and said, "I didn't expect that you not only know who I am, but also know what happened between me and the temple."
"Yamamoto Ichiro, what you did violated the rules of the temple. Aren't you afraid that the temple elders will punish you?" Situ Kong asked Yamamoto Ichiro.
"Temple Elders Council? I'm not from the temple, what can the Temple Elders do to me?"
Yamamoto Ichiro didn't take Situ Kong's words to heart at all, and said: "And there are no people from the temple nearby. Even if I kill you all, the temple elders can't do anything to me without evidence!"
"Haozi, what are we going to do now? This guy is an S-level ninja and it's hard to deal with." Situ Kong said to Luo Hao.
"So what about S-class ninjas? We all carry one head on two shoulders, who is afraid of whom?" Luo Hao said, clenching the Ryuga saber in his hand and staring at Yamamoto Ichiro.
"Jie Jie Jie, do you think you can win me with just a few of you?" Yamamoto Ichiro's tone was full of disdain for people like Luo Hao, and he said: "The demon sword needs blood to sacrifice, and your blood is in my hands.
This demon sword is the best sacrifice..."
"Yamamoto Ichiro, if you really think that there are no people from the temple around here and don't take the temple elders seriously, then you are too arrogant!"
Before Ichiro Yamamoto finished speaking, a sudden voice came from the roof of a wing to Luo Hao's left.
Luo Hao, Yun Xi and others heard the sound and looked around, and were shocked to find that there was an extra figure on the roof of the wing.
This figure was wrapped in a gray robe, and the hood of the robe was placed on his head, hiding his appearance, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
The figure in gray robes holds a stick-like object wrapped in cloth in his right hand and holds it against his chest.
"You know the rules of the temple. It is strictly prohibited to interfere in things that should not be interfered with! You have broken the rules now!" The voice of the figure in gray robe was very cold, and in this cold voice he also revealed
There is an invisible pressure.
Obviously, this gray-robed figure had appeared on the roof of the wing just now, but before he spoke, no one present noticed the existence of the gray-robed figure!