At the beginning, my sloppy master gave me three marriage certificates.

"You should know that the book 'Nine Swords of Dugu' is a martial arts secret book passed down by our ancestors in the Xia Kingdom. Now it has been snatched away by this beautiful country. Do you think it is right for me to take back what belongs to my ancestors?"

Jiang Han looked directly at the other person and spoke word by word.

"I don't know, but I know that if you dare to move forward, I will kill you."

"Hehehe, you are a warrior in the eighth level of out-of-body experience, are you really sure that you can kill me?"

Jiang Han chuckled.

It's not that he is arrogant. As for him now, he doesn't take warriors below the ninth level of the out-of-body realm seriously at all.

"Can you kill him? You'll know if you try."

"Don't you think you are a scum of our Chinese people? You have the blood of the Xia people flowing in your veins, but you aid the tyrants in their abuses and help the robbers protect the treasures that belong to us Xia people. Don't you feel guilty for doing this?"

Jiang Han questioned.

"Maybe, but now that I have become a citizen of the United States, I must be responsible for my duties."

"Hahaha, you are so responsible for your duties. It is because of you scum of the Chinese race that our Chinese martial arts classics and martial arts techniques that have been passed down for thousands of years have been continuously lost overseas, and eventually cultivated batches of ungrateful people who are willing to deal with us, the Xia people!"

"These ungrateful people from abroad have caused great suffering to the people of our country. It's all thanks to you people."

Jiang Han did not look at the man in the straw raincoat, but instead looked towards the dark horizon in the distance, his tone somewhat angry.

"I'm sorry, you shouldn't say that to me. I've already told you that I'm a citizen of this country. Since I'm a citizen of this country, I have the responsibility to protect this country. Jiang Han, let me ask you one more question, will you leave? If you continue to be stubborn, I will have no choice but to take action against you."

Jiang Han could see that this person still had some regard for the feelings of his fellow tribesmen, which was why he asked him to leave.

It's also giving him a chance.

However, this act of betraying one's own country and serving another country deeply hurt him.

Although Jiang Han does not consider himself a saint.

He doesn't have such noble sentiments, but he is definitely a patriot.

He was a man who deeply loved the land and its people.

For those traitors who betrayed their motherland and defected to other countries.

He felt deeply distressed, so he spoke so much to the other party to confirm his identity.

This is just a way to relieve the melancholy in my heart.

Otherwise, he would have taught the other party a lesson long ago.

"No need to say more. Since you are so loyal to this beautiful country, just go ahead and do it. I will not show any mercy."

After Jiang Han finished speaking, he still looked at the other person calmly.

A cold smile instantly appeared on the face of the man in the straw raincoat.

With a swish, he pulled out the straight knife from his waist.

Suddenly the body turned.

His entire body turned into a spinning top and stabbed straight towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han grabbed it casually, and the soft knife at his waist drew a graceful arc in the air and fell into his hand.

He slashed out with his knife.

All I heard was a choking sound.

The two knives collided, and a dazzling spark flashed across the field.

Jiang Han stood there steadily, while the man in the straw raincoat was chopped by his sword and flew more than ten meters away.

His feet left two scratches on the ground that were seven or eight meters long.

He managed to keep his body steady.

He looked at Jiang Han in surprise, "You are indeed the best of the young generation in this world. With only the early eighth level of out-of-body experience, you can actually chop a warrior like me, who is at the late eighth level, into pieces with one sword. I am really surprised."

"In fact, you don't have to come here so early to die. With your qualifications, if you concentrate on practicing for a while, with your talent, you may be able to get the "Nine Swords of Dugu" back. It's a pity that you are still too young and too impatient."

After the man in the straw raincoat finished speaking, he suddenly took off his hat with his left hand and threw it away.

The hat was spinning and flying towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han then grasped the knife with both hands and chopped it down.

With a swipe, the hat was instantly cut into two halves by the soft knife in Jiang Han's hand.

At this moment, the man in the straw raincoat trembled all over.

The yellow raincoat draped over him slowly floated in the air.

The blades of grass on the straw raincoat slowly stood up like sharp swords.

At this moment, the surface of the straw raincoat looks like a hedgehog covered with sharp thorns.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

……

Those grass branches shot towards Jiang Han's body like arrows.

Jiang Han had just cut open the hat when he saw dense black spots shooting towards him from the front.

He quickly pushed it out with his palm.

In an instant, a white dragon shadow emerged from his left palm.

There was a loud bang.

A huge white wave of air rolled up.

The white air wave fiercely blew away all the grass branches that were shot towards Jiang Han.

The man in the straw raincoat looked shocked.

"Did you just use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

He asked.

"So what?"

"I never thought that you had just snatched the secret book of the 'Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms' from the country of Najia, and that you had mastered this extremely difficult palm technique so quickly. I have to say that you are indeed a rare genius among the younger generation of Xia country. Your enchanting performance reminds me of the white-clothed young man Jiang Xiuming who amazed the world decades ago. I feel that your talent is no worse than his."

"I'm sorry, but he is my father."

"What did you say? You are Jiang Xiuming's son?"

The man in the straw raincoat was shocked when he heard this.

There was an extremely complicated expression on his face, and his eyes were vague, as if he had drifted into the distant past.

"Haha, I used to be his fan. I thought he would lead the younger generation of our Xia country to sweep the world."

"But who would have thought that he would die inexplicably, and his death also took away the hope of our generation of young people."

"So what? You are now a Meili citizen, not a Xia citizen. Don't you think it's ridiculous for you to say these things?"

Jiang Han despised in his heart those hypocritical people who worked for the Beautiful Country but had the Xia Country in their hearts.

"It's ridiculous."

Suddenly Jiang Han saw a strange smile on the face of the man in the straw raincoat.

He knew something was wrong.

However, at this moment, Jiang Han felt several dangers coming from behind his body.

He turned his head sharply.

He saw five eagles stretching out their hands and rushing down to grab his body.

The eagle's eyes were extremely fierce.

It looks frightening.

He felt that these eagles looked familiar, and suddenly he remembered that when he first came here, he saw several eagles circling in the sky. He did not expect that these eagles would attack him!

He knew that these eagles must be the pets and thugs raised by the man in the straw raincoat.

It was the man in the straw raincoat who brought him here.

Jiang Han swung the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

Whoosh whoosh!

……

He swung out five red sword lights in succession.

When those sword lights were killing the five eagles.

Jiang Han felt a cold wind blowing on his back again.