"Who is it? Who broke into the secret room?" Chiba Yewen was still ugly, and she didn't change at all. Lu Ziyu recognized her at first glance.

Seeing two men in black standing in the middle of the yard but not leaving, Chiba Nomitsu suddenly felt unsure, "Who are these people? Why don't you run away?" For the first time, Chiba Nomitsu felt frightened in his heart. This feeling had never been in his heart. Could it be that he did this time?

"Who are you? Accept it quickly! You can spare your life!" said a generously sounding sentence, and Chiba Nobuki stood five meters in front of Lu Ziyu and Okayama Hachiro.

There were at least twenty people from Chiba Nobuki and his party, and Lu Ziyu knew it in his heart that Chiba Nobuki has reached the peak of internal strength. In fact, it is really a master of the generation in Japan, and most of the others are around the middle stage of internal strength, and there is currently no one above the mid-stage level.

"Old Dog Qianye, do you still know me?" Lu Ziyu slowly pulled down his veil and looked at Qianye Yewen with a smile, "Long time no see, why do you still look like this clown?"

Qianye Yewen's eyes twitched twice, and Qianye Yewen finally understood why he felt bad tonight, and his feelings were because of Lu Ziyu.

"It's you? You bastard, you're here today, don't leave!" Qianye Yewen said viciously, gritting his teeth and trembling with his two beards.

Lu Ziyu laughed, "It just so happens that tonight, I will kill you!"

"Go!" Qianba Yehin said, "Kill him!"

The people around him rushed straight towards him like dead soldiers, reaching in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ziyu's body had not moved, but had actually moved dozens of times. I don't know when there were a few more knives in his hand, and flew out "swish" with a "swishsh".

Just as a group of people rushed to Lu Ziyu with their swords, they stood still! They all stood still, without sound or movement, as if they had frozen the scene for centuries. It was as if frozen, without any movement.

After a while, everyone's body began to drip blood on the ground, one or two drops, and it turned out that there was a knife inserted into everyone's throat.

——Xiao Li’s flying knife! It’s perfect for every example!

"You!" Chiba Yehin screamed in horror!

"It's your turn!" Lu Ziyu's face remained unchanged. In Lu Ziyu's opinion, killing a Japanese is like stepping on an ant to death, and there will be no slight shock in his heart! This is fate, and some hatred is destined from the moment he is born and cannot be changed!

Qianye Yewen pulled out his waist knife, held the blade tightly with both hands, and quietly stared at Lu Ziyu's eyes. However, Qianye Yewen found that he could not see through anything and could not see through anything, just like he felt like swimming in the sea, helpless and desperate!

"Grass! Look at your sister. I'm not Sora Aoi. I'm stupid. Come on, hurry up!" Lu Ziyu shouted helplessly.

Chiba Nobu was furious, "Baga!"

He rushed over and Lu Ziyu flashed, and the ghostly figure reappeared. The man instantly appeared behind Chiba Yewen, "You are still so naughty! Alas!"

Qianye Yewen's face turned even more embarrassed. Damn, don't I want to make my kung fu more powerful? But it's useless after practicing for so long. What can I do?

"Kill!" Qianye Yewen shouted loudly and chopped off Lu Ziyu's head. Lu Ziyu's figure flashed, and he had no intention of fighting back.

Qianye Yewen changed his move in the middle and cut across Lu Ziyu's body. Lu Ziyu then took a step back slightly, and accidentally broke a hole in his body.

"Cao, do you want my second brother?" Lu Ziyu was furious.

The palm knife actually started to fight with Qianye Yewen. The "clang" iron tool hit me. After a closer look, it turned out that Lu Ziyu was holding a knife in his palm.

Lu Ziyu moved to the left, revealing a gap for Qianye Yewen. Qianye Yewen would not miss such a good opportunity, and he slashed it with one knife.

A strange thing happened. Lu Ziyu grabbed Qianye Yewen's knife with his left hand, turned around and smiled mysteriously at Qianye Yewen, "Haha. You can die!"

After saying that, a cold light flashed in Lu Ziyu's hand, and Xiao Li's flying knife was unsheathed again!

"Crack"! The sound of bone breaking came out. Qianye heard the throat sweet, and his body suddenly felt cold. The arteries on his neck were completely cut off, and even the entire head and body were connected with some flesh on his neck.

"Bang"! Qianye Yewen's body fell to the ground, and Yin Hong's blood flowed out, shocking!

Okayama Hachiro stood aside without taking action from beginning to end, nor saying a word, and still wearing a black veil, as if he had merged into the air, "Let's go, Lu Sangjun!"

The voice revealed helplessness and fatigue, but Lu Ziyu had no intention of leaving.

Standing quietly without moving.

"I have watched it for so long, but you can actually come out." He said lightly to the air, and Okayama Hachiro was shocked. Could there be any masters around him?

"Swoosh"! Just like flying, there was one more person around Lu Ziyu at some point. Although Lu Ziyu still had a sneer on his face, he was very frightened. This was the most powerful opponent Lu Ziyu had seen for so long after his debut. There was no basis, just intuition.

And Lu Ziyu's intuition has always been very accurate! It is much more magical than a woman's sixth sense!

"Are you Lu Ziyu?" The person from the opposite side spoke. His eyes were staring at Lu Ziyu like a knife, and a strong sense of hatred was poured into it.

Lu Ziyu's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were still wandering everywhere.

"I am Lu Ziyu," paused, "If I'm right, you are the so-called Ichiro Fujiwara, is the Pavilion Master of Beichen Yidaoliu right?"

As soon as this statement was said, not only Ichiro Fujiwara was shocked, but even Hachiro Okayama was frightened. When did the Prime Minister of Beichen's sword become Ichiro Fujiwara?

"In front of you, I am the number one master in Japan!" A faint turtle aura emanated from Ichiro Fujiwara's body. A suffocating aura emanated from the entire air.

Okayama Hachiro's face changed, and he thought to himself, your appetite is really big. During the day, he even said that I was the number one master in Japan, but now I have become myself. However, Okayama Hachiro doesn't care, it's just a false reputation.

"Okayama-kun, do you think you still need to wear a mask?" Fujiwara Ichiro continued.

Okayama Hachiro pulled off his veil after hearing this.

"It's really you! Hum!" Fujiwara Ichiro snorted coldly, "Traitor! You are a shame to my great Japanese empire!"
Chapter completed!