A whirlwind flashed past, and a person appeared in front of Zhou Xuan. With a slash of his sword, the huge palm that fell in the air was chopped apart and turned invisible.
And this man was standing in front of Zhou Xuan, looking at Ying Yue with cold eyes.
"You dare to hurt my junior sister, you are looking for death!"
This is a dark-haired young man with a stern face, full of energy, long hair, and a kimono on his body. He is holding a samurai sword, just like a Japanese samurai in the movie.
Heroic, masculine, just, unyielding!
Seeing him, the eyes of the ladies present lit up, these words came to mind, and they were secretly impressed.
Indeed, this man's face is as sharp as a knife, his hair is flying, and he is very masculine. He is at least ten times more handsome than Ying Yue at this time!
When Zhou Xuan saw the person coming, her delicate body trembled with excitement, the fear in her eyes was swept away, and her face was filled with joy: "Brother Xiaoquan, you are finally here!"
"I'm sorry, junior sister, I came a little late and made you feel wronged!"
Koizumi Miki looked down at Zhou Xuan, with a look of pity in his eyes, but when he looked at Ying Yue, his eyes burst with meaning: "Bagaya Road, damn Chinese people, how dare you hurt my junior sister, I want you to regret it
Come into this world!"
"Little Japan?"
Ying Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at Koizumi Miki up and down with a scrutinizing gaze: "How dare you, a little Japanese, be arrogant in front of me and want to die?"
"Senior Brother Xiaoquan, kill him. I want to see him die in front of me with my own eyes. I want him to be broken into pieces!"
Zhou Xuan looked ferocious and shouted angrily.
"You dare to hurt my junior sister, you deserve to die!"
Ying Yue wanted to kill Zhou Xuan before, and was already on Koizumi Miki's must-kill list. Seeing Ying Yue so arrogant now, the murderous intention in his heart reached its peak.
Without saying a word, Koizumi Miki drew his katana and slashed at Ying Yue.
The moment he swung the sword, his whole body turned into a whirlwind. Inadvertently, he appeared in front of Ying Yue, and the katana in his hand flashed across Ying Yue's body like a bolt of lightning.
"call out--"
The blade cut from Ying Yue's right shoulder all the way to his left rib. It was instantly cut in half, and his upper body slid down along the knife mark...
"Hahaha, good kill!"
Seeing this scene, Zhou Xuan's eyes widened and her face was filled with joy: "You bitch, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, you really don't know how to live or die!"
At this time, the pressure on the shoulders of the other young ladies dissipated. They all stood up and looked angrily at Ying Yue, who was split in half.
"Damn you bitch, you should die well. I made you squeak and arrogant in front of us. Now you should die miserably!"
"If you come out to fool around, you will have to pay back sooner or later..."
No matter Zhou Xuan or the young ladies, when they saw Ying Yue being split into two halves, they all clapped their hands and celebrated.
Only Koizumi Miki himself frowned and shouted: "He's not dead! He's not dead yet!"
Zhou Xuan's face stiffened and she asked urgently: "Brother, didn't you split him in half? Why is he not dead yet?"
The other young ladies all looked at Koizumi Miki, confused.
"That's just his afterimage!"
Koizumi Miki replied in a low voice, swept his sharp eyes across the room, and said in a deep voice: "This guy in front of me is quite powerful, but he avoided it. Please stand behind me!"
"well!"
Zhou Xuan did not dare to neglect, and walked up to Koizumi Miki and said: "Brother, you are the number one master of our Iga Ninja Sect. You will definitely kill the murderer in front of you and avenge me!"
"Junior sister, don't worry, I swear I won't be a human unless I kill him!"
Koizumi Miki nodded heavily, his eyes sparkling.
And many young and old ladies also stopped their activities and retreated to the door one after another, for fear of being affected.
If Ying Yue is dead, they dare to be arrogant, but if Ying Yue is still alive, how can they dare to be so arrogant?
"Iga Ninjutsu?"
At this moment, a slightly surprised voice sounded in the room: "Little Japan, are you from the Iga Ninja Sect? Do you know a guy named Iga Santaifu?"
"Bagaya road!"
Koizumi Miki shouted angrily: "Iga-sama is the shadow of my Iga Ninja clan, how can I allow you to call him by his first name?"
"hehe!"
Ying Yue slowly appeared, and when he appeared this time, he was already in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the body that had been split in half turned into an afterimage and disappeared.
With a smile on his face, he said lightly: "I remember a Japanese I killed before, I think his name was Iga Santao. At that time, he was more arrogant, more arrogant, and tougher than you.
It's a pity that the skills in his hands are far inferior to the skills in his words, and he didn't even take my three moves!"
"What did you say?"
When Koizumi Miki heard this, his whole body was shaken, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "You...you actually said that you killed Iga-sama? Impossible! This is impossible!
Iga-sama spans Japan and has few rivals. He is the number one master of the Iga Ninja Sect. Even if my master is no match for him, how could he be killed by a Chinaman like you, who has no hair at all?"
"Koizumi Miki and Iga Santafu may be very strong, but they are far behind my boss!"
Song Guanghui sneered: "I saw with my own eyes the battle between Iga Santafu and our boss that day. In the end, he didn't even take our boss's three moves and was burned to ashes by the flames!"
"No...impossible!"
Koizumi Miki shook his head repeatedly: "It is rumored that Master Iga was killed by a new grandmaster in China. I have a photo of that person, and it will definitely not be you!"
"My Photo?"
Ying Yue raised his eyebrows, removed the disguise technique from his face, and said calmly: "Is it like this now?"
"you……"
Seeing Ying Yue's appearance again, Koizumi Miki turned pale with fright, his body gradually started to tremble, and his whole body was wrapped in huge fear: "Are you really the Chinese master who killed Lord Iga?"
"I did kill a Japanese named Iga Santaifu, and he seemed to be from some Iga Ninja sect. As for whether it was him, who knows?"
Ying Yue smiled lightly.
"me……"
Koizumi Miki's body trembled even more violently, and his eyes looking at Ying Yue were full of fear. He hesitated for a long time, but did not say even a word "no".
"Did you just say you wanted to kill me?"
Yingyue did not let Koizumi Miki off, and asked lightly.
"No...no!"
Koizumi Miki felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he fell into a huge panic. Suddenly he knelt down and crawled in front of Ying Yue in the eyes of everyone in disbelief: "Master, forgive me, I just couldn't see Mount Tai.
Please forgive me!"
"It was you who helped Zhou Xuan occupy the Song family's shares, right?"
Ying Yue continued to ask.
"I……"
Koizumi Miki's whole body was shaken, and she wanted to deny it, but when she saw Ying Yue's indifferent eyes, her heart trembled, and she could only answer truthfully: "Yes!"
"You don't stay in Japan honestly, but you dare to come to China to stir up trouble. You are seeking death. In this case, if I don't help you, wouldn't I be living up to your good wishes?"
Ying Yue smiled faintly, pointed his sword, and lightly slashed at Koizumi Miki. With a "puff" sound, Koizumi Miki's head was thrown up high.