If this gray-robed figure was with Ichiro Yamamoto, waiting for an opportunity to carry out a sneak attack, the consequences would be unimaginable!

But fortunately, judging from the words of the gray-robed figure, he came to stop Ichiro Yamamoto, which also made Luo Hao and Yunxi breathe a sigh of relief.

The temple is here!

The gray-robed figure jumped down from the roof of the wing house, stood in front of Luo Hao, looked at Ichiro Yamamoto, and said in a commanding tone: "The temple has summoned you to the temple many times, but you have chosen to refuse and hid, if you can follow the rules, that's fine, but unfortunately you still broke the rules!" Now come back to the temple with me, I can pretend that today's incident didn't happen, or ......"

Yamamoto Ichiro's eyes kept turning, weighing in his heart, and finally he raised his head, looked at the gray-robed figure and said, "Yanlong, I know that you are an elder of the temple, but you may not be able to stop me!" The temple, in the eyes of many people, is an extremely mysterious existence, but in fact, it is a place where freedom is imprisoned, and ghosts are willing to go there! ”

"Indeed, if people don't have dreams, they are no different from salted fish."

The gray-robed figure called "Yanlong" by Ichiro Yamamoto looked up at Ichiro Yamamoto and said, "But reality is often crueler than dreams. ”

Yan Long held the stick-like object wrapped in cloth in one hand, pointed diagonally to the ground, and shook off the gray cloth that was wrapped outside.

It was only at this time that Luo Hao could see clearly what the stick-like object wrapped in the gray cloth was, it was a gun.

It was not an automatic rifle that Luo Hao and Yun Xi usually came into contact with, but a cold weapon gun.

The shape of this gun is very peculiar, the whole gun is about 1.2 meters long, the body of the gun is carved into the shape of a coiled dragon, and the dragon's mouth is wide open, revealing the tip of the gun. Although the tip of the gun was sharp, it appeared dull and dull, without any sharp feeling.

Although he couldn't tell what material this dragon-shaped spear was made of, he had no doubt about the power of this dragon-shaped spear.

Simple, vicissitudes, majestic.

This is the feeling that this dragon-shaped spear gave Luo Hao, as if in front of the dark dragon-shaped spear, the extremely sharp demon knife in Yamamoto Ichiro's hand was also overshadowed.

"Flame Dragon Lance!"

Seeing the dragon-shaped spear in Yanlong's hand, Yamamoto Ichiro's eyes flashed with solemnity, clenched the demon knife in his hand, and put on an offensive posture.

"Boy, you know that the other party is an S-class ninja, but you are still not afraid, this courage Lao Tzu appreciates very much. Worthy of who you are. ”

Yan Long turned his back to Luo Hao and said, "Actually, this old devil's methods are only those ones, and if you can see my movements clearly for a while, it is not difficult to deal with this old devil." ”

"Yaga!"

Hearing the disdain for himself in Yan Long's tone, Ichiro Yamamoto looked extremely angry. The palm of his hand flipped over, revealing three blasting kunai, and threw them at the Yan Dragon.

Seeing the three blasting kunai flying towards him with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the corners of Yanlong's mouth hooked up with disdain, "Play around, there will be a few hands." ”

Yan Long raised the spear in his hand and stabbed straight forward, without any fancy.

The shot stabbed by Yanlong gave Luo Hao the only feeling that it was fierce, extremely powerful! Even though Luo Hao was standing behind Yan Long, the momentum emanating from the gun still made Luo Hao feel a feeling of suffocation.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

After Yan Long stabbed the spear out, his wrist shook slightly, and the shadow of the gun flashed in the air, wrapping the three blasting kunai around the spear in his hand, and then his arm shook violently, and the dim tip of the spear actually directly cut off the thin steel wire of the blasting kunai's tail!

The three blasting kunai fell to the ground and clanged.

"Old devil Yamamoto, dare to say big things with such a little means?" Yanlong said to Ichiro Yamamoto, and under the hood of his robe, Yanlong's eyes were full of contempt.

The Yanlong body moved, and the Yanlong spear in his hand seemed to be given life, like a dragon going out to sea, devouring Ichiro Yamamoto.

The demon knife village in Yamamoto Ichiro's hand is dancing with pieces of silver flowers, blocking the spear stabbed out by the fire dragon.

The Yanlong spear seemed to be fused into a part of the Yanlong's arm, and as the Yanlong's arm swung, the entire spear also kept shaking, and several shots had already been stabbed in the blink of an eye.

While! While! While! While!

The Yanlong Spear and the Demon Knife Village were in touch, splashing out a little spark.

However, among the two people in the fight, it was obvious that Yanlong had the upper hand, because Ichiro Yamamoto was in a defensive state, resisting Yanlong's attack like a storm.

Yamamoto Ichiro's body kept retreating, and the demon knife village in his hand was constantly waving to resist the attack of the Yanlong spear; However, under the control of the Yan Dragon, the Yan Dragon Spear turned into a dancing spear shadow and shrouded Yamamoto Ichiro's body, and one shot was faster than one shot, making the defense in his hand seem a little tired to support.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to him, Yamamoto Ichiro threw out several shurikens in his left hand, and then quickly slid backwards to exit the attack range of the Yanlong Lance.

Facing the several shuriken flying towards him, Yan Long withdrew the spear in his hand, and a spear flower danced in front of him, directly knocking those shuriken to the ground.

Ichiro Yamamoto, on the other hand, took advantage of the moment when Yanlong returned to defend himself and took the initiative to attack Yanlong.

Ichiro Yamamoto kicked his feet on the ground and jumped forward, and after the whole person completed a 360-degree turning action in mid-air, the demon knife in his hand was drawn out a silver horse to slash towards the Yan Dragon.

Seeing Yamamoto Ichiro's attack, Luo Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, this attack was exactly the offensive action he used against himself before! It was that knife that directly cut the barrel of his HK416 and scratched his shoulder.

"If all you can do is these things, all I can say is that S-class ninjas are just that!" Yan Long's tone was still as contemptuous as before, and the Yan Long spear in his hand was handed forward, and the tip of the spear was pointed at Ichiro Yamamoto, who was slashing at him.

If Yamamoto Ichiro's knife is chopped down, he will definitely hit the spear in Yanlong's hand before he hits Yanlong, and his body will be pierced through the eye!

From the zipline on Yamamoto's left forearm, a steel cable with prismatic spikes shot at the wing room to his left, and then grabbed the steel cable and flew up to the roof of the wing.

On the roof of the wing house, Yamamoto Ichiro was half-squatting, the demon knife village was holding it in his hand, and his left hand was raised and several hidden weapons were thrown at Yanlong.

At the same time as throwing out the hidden weapon, Yamamoto Ichiro also jumped off the roof of the wing house and rushed towards Yanlong, and the demon knife Muramasa he held in his hand pulled out a silver match in the air and slashed towards Yanlong.

Yan Long put the spear in his hand on Ichiro Yamamoto's attack line, blocking the attack of the demon sword Muramasa in his hand......