Tang Luo was worried that time would delay too long and Ichiro Hanaya inside would run away.

Just as he was about to get close to the man with a knife, the man reacted quickly. He held the scabbard tightly with his left hand, quickly pulled out the long knife with his right hand, and slashed directly over.

Tang Luo dodged, and the middle-aged man's knife slashed the air.

Tang Luo was surprised by the middle-aged man's speed of shooting.

The middle-aged man also saw Tang Luo's performance when he was fighting with the braided man just now.

The man held his breath and focused without slacking off at all.

"Are you not from Shenmu Society? Who are you?"

The middle-aged man asked Tang Luo.

"I have killed Hasegawara, who are you asking me now?"

Tang Luo mocked.

"You are Tang Luo?"

The middle-aged man was secretly shocked.

He felt that Tang Luo could understand how to kill Hasakarahara, but killing two Yinjiujiu's great Onmyoji was a bit unacceptable.

"Yes, since I know it's your Grandpa Tang, do you still want to continue?"

Tang Luo looked relaxed.

"Hmph, Chinese, you're too crazy."

The middle-aged man held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, swung the knife and rushed towards Tang Luo quickly, constantly slashing down.

Tang Luo dodged away like lightning and became serious.

The middle-aged man frowned quickly. His speed was quite fast. In the whole of Beijing and Tianjin, no one's knife could surpass him.

But when facing Tang Luo, he didn't get any advantage.

The middle-aged man continued to accumulate strength and did not dare to take it lightly.

Just as the two were fighting fiercely, a gong sounded on the first floor competition venue, and the two sumo wrestlers finished resting and began the third round.

The audience on the first floor shouted loudly, and with the loud sound of the speaker, almost no one could hear the sound on the second floor.

At this time, the middle-aged man exerted his strength again, his momentum remained unabated, and his long sword was waving, and the sound of whistling through the air was constantly heard.

Tang Luo was still a little surprised by his explosive combat power.

He clearly felt the breath of a middle-aged man, and his strength was close to the early stage of Huajin.

But with his extremely high attainment of swordsmanship, he has reached the strength of the early stage of Huajin.

"It's indeed the top gang in the island country, there are such masters here."

Tang Luo muttered, and he took it seriously enough.

He continued to dodge and pulled out the dragon pattern dagger.

Tang Luo could not spend more time, the dragon pattern dagger whistled out, and the long sword with the middle-aged man kept colliding in the air.

At the scene, sparks flew everywhere.

The middle-aged man frowned when he saw that Tang Luo also had weapons in his hand, but when he noticed that it was just a dagger, he couldn't help but look down on him.

But his offensive did not diminish at all. The middle-aged man stared at his eyes and kept slashing down.

When he found that the dagger in Tang Luo's hand seemed to be very strong, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to get the dagger.

Tang Luo no longer thought about it, the "No Named Art" was running wildly, and his combat power began to soar.

Then the internal strength was released, forming a protective energy that was invisible to the naked eye.

The middle-aged man felt the sudden change of Tang Luo and his face changed because it was too sudden.

But when his knife slashed down again, he found that Tang Luo did not dodge like he did just now.

Just when the middle-aged man was happy, the knife paused in the air, as if it was slashing against a rock.

He was stunned for a moment, then put away his knife and continued to chop it down, still feeling that way.

The middle-aged man was shocked. Although he did not have such strength, it did not mean that he did not know what was going on.

At this time, Tang Luo's offensive became even more fierce.

The middle-aged man already knew that Tang Luo was far superior to him, so he could only dodge and fight.

And there were many chopping marks on his knife, and fear arose in his heart.

Tang Luo was also a little surprised by his sword. If it were an ordinary sword, it would have been broken long ago. The quality of this sword was quite good.

The middle-aged man who had been attacking just now had to change to defend.

Moreover, he slowly began to struggle.

But he was still persevering. He wanted to show weakness, let Tang Luo relax, and then find a breakthrough.

But the middle-aged man was soon disappointed because he felt that Tang Luo had seen through his intentions because his offensive continued to increase.

He felt that he could not see Tang Luo's actions clearly, but now he could not find the target.

The middle-aged man shouted loudly and continued to wave the long knife in his hand.

He already had a bad premonition and wanted to stop and escape, but he knew that it was impossible.

The middle-aged man knew that Tang Luo's strength was not much stronger than him, but much stronger.

Just as he slashed the sky with another knife, Tang Luo came behind him like lightning.

The middle-aged man widened his eyes and was about to turn around, but Tang Luo's dragon pattern dagger had already stabbed his back.

"ah……"

The middle-aged man screamed and fell to the ground.

He looked frightened and wanted to swing the knife and slash back behind him.

But soon, his movements stopped, leaned forward, and fell down.

Tang Luo stopped looking at him anymore and turned around to rush inside. At this time, two more masters rushed out of the inside.

He frowned, he couldn't let Ichiro Hana run away.

At this time, Ichiro Hanaya stood up from the chair. He already knew that his two tiger generals had been killed.

He was shocked. When will Shenmu have such a master?

The senior management also received news that the people from the Santian Society arrived and had a fight with the people from the Shenmu Society outside, so it was difficult to get in.

"President, our people have arrived, let's go from behind."

Senior executives are busy reporting to Ichiro Hanaya.

Hearing the words of the senior management, Ichiro Hana's heart was relieved. He didn't have time to think about it anymore, and followed the senior management quickly in the other direction with a blank expression.

Beside the two, the last two masters and more than a dozen gang members were followed.

Tang Luo was about to take action when Xuanyuan Tiezhu and Kong Pengbin came to him, and behind them, several masters from the Shenmu Society also followed.

"Tiezhu, Lao Kong, come with me."

Tang Luo shouted, bypassing the two men in front of Santian, opened the door, and rushed inside.

Xuanyuan Tiezhu and the other two no longer had a fight, left the two masters to the people of the Shenmu Society and quickly followed.

Tang Luo came to the seat where Ichiro Hana just now and frowned slightly.

"Let the Japanese escape."

Tang Luo whispered, thinking that there were so many people from the Shenmu Society outside, he felt relieved.

Then, Tang Luo opened his eyes and found another exit. He hurriedly chased after him, and Xuanyuan Tiezhu and the others followed closely.

The competition on the first floor has stopped, and the fighting outside is too loud.

Especially when gunfire sounds came out from time to time, when many spectators ran out of the venue, they found that there were already many people lying on the ground outside, lying in pools of blood.

At the same time, Ichiro Hanagu and his party approached the back door, Tang Luo followed closely behind, and Xuanyuan Tiezhu and the others followed.

At the back door, the people from the Santa Society fought with the people from the Shenmu Society, and the dozen members of the gangs around Ichiro Hanaya were also struggling to deal with it.
Chapter completed!