The augmented Golden Leaf Pavilion host tore off the monk's robe on his body, and headed towards Luo Hao, kicking his feet the ground, bursting out with a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age. After rushing forward a few steps, he stepped on the ground again, jumped up high, raised the katana in his hand that flashed with a terrifying cold light in the night sky, and slashed towards Luo Hao.

Behind Luo Hao, Yun Xi, Xu Xudong, and Sun Yuan raised their guns one after another, wanting to knock each other down.

However, this Golden Leaf Pavilion host seemed to have taken precautions a long time ago, and threw out a few shurikens with his hand, forcing Yun Xi, Xu Xudong, and Sun Yuan to retreat, and the katana in his hand pulled out a silver ray in the air and slashed towards Luo Hao, who was covered by the monk's robe.

Whew!

The sharp blade easily split the monk's robe in half, and Luo Hao raised the HK416 automatic rifle hanging on his body to block, and his body quickly stepped back.

The sharpness of the katana that exuded an antique atmosphere in the hand of the host of the Golden Leaf Pavilion far exceeded Luo Hao's imagination, and when the knife came, the cold-forged barrel of HK416 made of high-quality steel was directly cut off, and the silencer attached to the barrel rolled to the side.

After the katana cut the barrel of HK416, it cut another cut in Luo Hao's shoulder. However, because he 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 a little anxiously.

Luo Hao glanced at the knife wound with blood oozing from his shoulder, slowly shook his head, and replied, "I'm fine, this old man is a little tricky!" ”

At this time, the host of the Golden Leaf Pavilion, who had taken off his monk's robe, was wearing a black ninja suit, his face and head were covered, and only a pair of eyes were exposed; And his originally somewhat rickety body also straightened up.

Luo Hao raised the HK416 with the severed barrel in his hand and took a look, the incision was very flat and smooth, which showed the sharpness of the knife in the hand of the host of the Golden Leaf Pavilion.

After taking off the scrapped HK416 and throwing it aside, Luo Hao instructed Yun Xi, Liu Zijin, Xu Xudong and others: "There should be a secret passage from the Golden Leaf Pavilion in that room, you go and catch Takechu Yifu, I, the tiger shark, and the fox stop this old thing!" ”

Luo Hao pulled out the dragon's tooth saber and held it in his right hand, staring vigilantly at the Golden Leaf Pavilion host not far ahead.

Luo Hao and Yunxi, Xu Xudong, and Liu Zijin talked in Mandarin, but that did not hide from the ears of the host of the Golden Leaf Pavilion, he used the same hoarse voice as the old duck, and also said in Mandarin: "With my Yamamoto Ichiro here, don't want to pass through here." ”

As he spoke, he took out a few blasting kunai and threw them at the wing room on the east side, and then pulled the thin steel wire violently, directly blowing up half of the wing!

The self-proclaimed "Yamamoto Ichiro" of the Golden Leaf Pavilion presided over Luo Hao, Yunxi and the others with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "For Takechu Yifu to come here, and well-equipped, if I guessed correctly, you are Chinese special forces." Although I didn't participate in that 'holy war' more than 70 years ago, I don't mind using your blood to sacrifice the demon sword in my hand now! ”

Muramasa is a type of neon country katana. Originally, it was the name of a group of swordsmiths from the Muromachi period to the Edo period, and at that time, the neon country entered a period of war and turmoil, and there was a great demand for knives. Muramasa produces only the finest knives that can be used in real combat.

It is precisely because Muramasa is so sharp that in the Edo period, he had the title of "evil sword" and "demon sword", and was shunned by the world. By the end of the Edo period, the idea of Muramasa being a demon sword was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Among the surviving Muramasa swords, the most famous is "Myoho Muramasa".

The Muramasa knife in the hands of Ichiro Yamamoto was made by the first generation of Muramasa knife makers in the Muromachi period, even after hundreds of years and handed down to the hands of several generations, the blade is still sharp, which shows that Muramasa's "demon knife" is called.

"Ichiro Yamamoto? Demon Knife Muramasa? ”

Situ Kong stared at Ichiro Yamamoto and the demon knife Muramasa he held in his hand, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "I heard my old man talk about him!" Ichiro Yamamoto, the previous sect master of the Ghost Ninja Sect, an S-class ninja, the temple asked him to be included in the temple many times, but he didn't listen! I didn't expect him to appear here, now it's a big deal! ”

"Boom!"

Ichiro Yamamoto let out a cold laugh and said, "I didn't expect you to know not only who I am, but also what happened between me and the temple. ”

"Ichiro Yamamoto, you're violating the rules of the temple by doing this, aren't you afraid that the temple elders will punish you?" Situ Kong asked Ichiro Yamamoto.

"The Council of Elders of the Temple? I'm not from the Temple, so what can the Temple Elders do with me? ”

Yamamoto Ichiro didn't take Situ Kong's words to heart at all, and said: "And there are no people from the temple around here, 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-class ninja, so it's hard to deal with. Situ Kong said to Luo Hao.

"What about S-class ninjas, everyone is carrying a head on two shoulders, who is afraid of whom!" Luo Hao clenched the dragon tooth saber in his hand, stared at Ichiro Yamamoto with his eyes, and said.

"You think you can win me with just a few of you?" Yamamoto Ichiro's tone was full of disdain for Luo Hao and the others, and said: "The demon knife needs blood to sacrifice, and your blood is the best sacrifice of this demon knife in my hand......"

"Ichiro Yamamoto, if you really think that there are no people in the temple around here, and you don't take the temple elders in your eyes, then you are too blind!"

Before Ichiro Yamamoto's words were finished, an abrupt voice came from the roof of a wing house on Luo Hao's left.

Luo Hao, Yun Xi and the others looked at it when they heard the sound, and they were stunned to find that on the roof of that wing house, there was an extra figure at some point.

The figure was wrapped in a gray robe, the cap of which was fastened to his head, obscuring his appearance and making it impossible to see what he looked like.

The gray-robed figure held a stick-like object wrapped in cloth in his right hand and held it to his chest.

"The rules of the temple, you won't be unaware, wanton meddling in things that should not be interfered with are strictly forbidden! You've broken the rules now! The voice of the gray-robed figure was very indifferent, and in this indifferent voice, there was also an invisible coercion.

Obviously, this gray-robed figure had already appeared on the roof of the wing room just now, but before he spoke, no one present noticed the existence of the gray-robed figure!