Yang Jie was shocked and quickly retreated, only to see a dart being inserted at the position where he was originally standing.

At the same time, a figure came out of the darkness.

Yang Jie carefully looked at the person who came out.

This man was wearing a black dress and a mask on his face. The mask was not decorated at all, but a white mask with two holes on it, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

“…”

The moment Yang Jie saw this eye, his nerves were tense together.

This person is different from the guards just now. He is a master, and he is definitely a master with blood stains on his hands. He is probably very strong!

The man in black also stared at Yang Jie with a burning look, chatting, not knowing what to say.

"Islander?"

Yang Jie was stunned. Unexpectedly, he actually led an islander to come, but he had clearly observed the villa with his divine eyes.

The two samurai in the villa have been attracted. Apart from this, no other islanders have been found. How did this person avoid his divine eyes?

Thinking of this, Yang Jie had a few more silver needles in his hand and said coldly: "Don't speak in your bird's song, I don't understand. If I guess correctly, you should be able to speak Chinese, right?"

"Haha." The man in black sneered and changed to a twisted Chinese language, saying, "I didn't expect that there were such a capable person as you among the police in China. It really surprised me! My name is Ichiro Muraguchi, a ninja from the island country!"

"Ninja?" Yang Jie raised his eyebrows.

So far, he has fought with the warriors of the island country, but has never fought with ninjas. He is very unfamiliar with these ninjas, and what makes Yang Jie even more trouble is that there are so many hostages around him, so he cannot use his thorns here at all.

Originally, Yang Jie asked the poker-faced woman to make a big fuss outside to attract these real masters to go out, but he didn't expect that the other party would leave one person there.

"I don't think you want to take action here, right? How about we fight in another place?" Yamamura Ichiro noticed Yang Jie's concerns and said with a smile: "These women are still going to sell to our country. We plan to use them to make a lot of money. If they hurt them, they will not be able to sell them for a good price!"

Yamaguchi Ichiro was very confident in his words, as if these people were already in his pocket and did not take Yang Jie seriously.

"Old sir, you hide here first, don't go out..." Yang Jie knew the other party's purpose, but this was something he was happy to see, so he immediately said to the old man.

"Little brother, be careful." The old man nodded slightly and reminded.

Yang Jie then looked at Ichiro Yamamura, "Where to fight?"

"Boy, you have the courage." Yamamura Ichiro sneered and then continued: "Follow me!"

As he said that, Yamamura Ichiro turned around and left.

He was not worried about Yang Jie's escape, because Yang Jie's purpose was to these hostages, and he was confident that Yang Jie would not be able to leave these people and run away.

And it is almost impossible to escape from here with so many ordinary people.

"Where are you going to take me?" After walking for a while, Yang Jie looked around. The two of them had already appeared in an empty room, but Yamamura Ichiro couldn't help but frown slightly without stopping.

"If you want to die like this, please help you. This is your burial place!" Yamamura Ichiro's cold voice sounded, and at the same time, his body suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Yang Jie was shocked. Will Ichiro of this mountain village disappear suddenly?

Before Yang Jie could figure out how Yamamura Ichiro disappeared, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes. He flew backwards almost instinctively, but there was still a knife mark on his face.

At this moment, Ichiro Yamamura had reappeared. Although he was wearing a mask, a bright light flashed in his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect Yang Jie to avoid his attack.

"Chinese boy, I have to say that it's great that you can avoid my attack, but unfortunately, I am a ninja who knows stealth, and you are definitely not my opponent." Yamamura Ichiro said proudly with a samurai sword in one hand.

"Invisibility?" Yang Jie was shocked.

He is now a cultivator and knows that a small number of cultivators have supernatural powers, and this small number of people are generally stronger than other cultivators of the same level.

Just like he knows divine eyes, and Liu Hao knows psychic power, but Yang Jie never expected that someone would have invisible power.

"Yes, I'm not comparable to those ordinary samurai." Yamamura Ichiro seemed extremely proud.

As the sound fell, his figure disappeared again...

Yang Jie quickly activated the divine eye technique, 365 degrees without dead corners, and looked around, but he could not find a single figure.

Is the divine eye invalid?

Yang Jie originally thought that he had divine eyes enough to crack the other party's invisibility technique, but he didn't expect that he would have no effect.

"call out--"

And at this moment, another cold light flashed and shot towards Yang Jie.

Yang Jie was shocked and hurriedly flew back again. At the same time, two darts were inserted into the position where Yang Jie was originally standing.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish--"

All this was not over yet. With two darts missing, a large number of darts shot towards Yang Jie from all directions.

Yang Jie's brows were tightly clenching. Although he could dodge a few darts with his keen perception, if he continued like this, he could not find the other party's position, so he could only be passively beaten.

If you continue for a long time, you will definitely be hit by the other party's dart.

"call out--"

At this moment, Yang Jie's eyes flashed and a figure suddenly appeared in his sight, but soon disappeared again.

"Is it an illusion?"

The figure disappeared too quickly, and Yang Jie didn't care too much, but just at this moment of loss of consciousness, a sharp murderous intent swept towards him.

"choke--"

Yang Jie almost instinctively reached out to block.

The samurai sword slashed Yang Jie's arm, leaving only a white mark on Yang Jie's hand, and could not break the defense of the immortal golden body.

Yamamura Ichiro showed his figure again, flew backwards, looked at Yang Jie in surprise, and asked, "Huaxia boy, why are your skin so hard?"

"Men must not be hard. Do you think I am as soft as you?" Yang Jie looked at the other party sarcastically.

"Hmph, Chinese boy, don't be arrogant! I don't believe that I can't kill you!"

Yamamura Ichiro roared. This time he did not invisibility, but instead waved his samurai sword and slashed towards Yang Jie.

"It's choking" -"

Yang Jie hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, he protected his hands in front of him, blocking the samurai sword that Ichiro Yamamura slashed out.

This Yamamura Ichiro's attack method is similar to that of ordinary samurai. The only difference is that the other party has an invisibility technique that ordinary samurai do not have.

The other party's cultivation is only a star-level perfection. If it weren't for the invisibility skills, it wouldn't be taken seriously by Yang Jie now.

"call out--"

Just as Yang Jie was thinking this way, the samurai sword in Yamamura Ichiro slashed towards Yang Jie again, reaching Yang Jie's throat.

"Chorus!"

There was another loud noise, and Yang Jie quickly waved his arms to block it.

But this time the samurai knife actually cut the skin on Yang Jie's hands, and a touch of bright red blood flowed down the skin.

At the same time, Yamamura Ichiro suddenly pulled out another samurai sword from his waist and stabbed Yang Jie's abdomen.

"Double-knife flow?"

Yang Jie was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Ichiro Yamamura had two swords. Facing the samurai sword that was stabbing straight, he quickly stepped on the floating light and flew backwards.

While dodging the attack, flames lingered in Yang Jie's palm, and a fierce seven-star palm hit Yamamura Ichiro.

The fire dragon condensed from the flames came to Yamamura Ichiro in just a moment.

"A little trick of carving insects, cross-cutting—"

Yamamura Ichiro shouted angrily, and two samurai swords were slashed out at the same time, bringing two sword lights, crossing and sweeping towards the fire dragon.

The two energy pairs hit each other, and the fire dragon was instantly killed, but Yamamura Ichiro staggered back a few steps, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, you're just a hot chicken!" Yang Jie looked at the embarrassed Ichiro Yamamura, and a playful smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Chinese boy, don't be rampant! Indeed, I can't beat you in the front, but as long as I enter the invisible state, you will definitely not be my opponent."

Yamamura Ichiro entered invisibility again and rushed towards Yang Jie.
Chapter completed!