Every Musashi ninja had blood on their hands and killed countless people, but in the face of this even more terrifying and murderous enemy, everyone was afraid, and the hand holding the knife involuntarily began to tremble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This surging murderous aura has never been seen in their lives.

Ye Fan has been out of Maoshan Mountain, and he has encountered hundreds of lives in large and small battles, and until today, his cultivation has been promoted to innate, and this murderous aura has all burst out, overshadowing the ferocity of all Musashi ninjas, which can be called extremely brutal!

After the shock, it is often a desperate fight, the fish die and the net is broken, Miyamoto Junichi knows that it is impossible to escape a battle today, and it is even possible to be buried on this desert island, but fortunately, he has arranged for Takahiko to take over, even if he dies in battle, he has no worries.

The only thing that cannot be reassured is the task given to him by the emperor, which has not yet been settled.

"Kill, kill him!" Junichi Miyamoto waved his knife and roared: "Slash!"

The Musashi ninjas were shocked when they heard this, this would be the first time in their lives that they would use a swing to slash their enemies, and everyone's eyes were nervous and excited.

The so-called swing slash, which is equivalent to Shaolin's eighteen Arhat arrays and Wudang's seven interception arrays, gathers the strength of many people to continuously kill opponents, regardless of momentum or attack power, far beyond the single-person skirmisher combat.

No one has ever been worthy of using such a move, but today, without the Musashi Ninja's mastery, they have no way out.

All the rest of the people immediately acted on Junichi Miyamoto's orders, raising small steps and gathering in one place.

The smoke exploded, and the ninjas used blindfolds to create a favorable environment for their next attack, filling the area with gray smoke.

"Carving insect skills, covering your ears and stealing bells!" Ye Fan sneered in his heart, this kind of little trick may cause him a little trouble before today, but if today's eye technique no longer needs to use his eyes to see, his perception is far more real than what he actually sees, and any trick to obstruct his eyes is useless.

The second after the smoke rose, the Musashi ninjas took on a killing position.

"The fighters are all arrayed in front!" Jun Miyamoto recited this ninjutsu nine-character mantra in one mouth, which made Ye Fan's heart slightly startled.

This sentence comes from Ge Hongtianshi's "Hug Puzi", and the original text should be "Those who are fighting in the army are all moving forward in array." "With gestures and lip language, it is a top-level secret technique mastered by Taoists and soldiers, and it has the power of warding off evil and evil, but this thing has been lost for hundreds of years, and it will reappear in the mouths of Musashi ninjas.

There was no time for him to think, and in the gray smoke, a killing machine burst out, and the snowy sword light jumped high and slashed at him.

Relying on the smoke to cover themselves, the Musashi ninjas regained their faith and launched the strongest attack on the enemy, one figure had not yet landed, and from the opposite direction, another person jumped out to slash his head, and when the second person jumped, the third and fourth people also jumped out, and the time for each to attack was only a second or two.

If there is no smoke blinding, the shadows formed by these people, one after the other, almost end to end, the locked target has no way to dodge, and, after a round of killing, the continuous attack will continue until the opponent is completely killed, without giving him a chance to breathe.

Such a formation is both ruthless and practical, and Musashi ninjas can take a few seconds of breath with the help of the time difference, but their opponents must treat every second of attack with extreme caution.

Ordinary people can't see through the smoke and the direction of the enemy's attack, and even if they are superb, they will not escape death.

This is the limitation of seeing the world with one eye, holding one's breath, and not being as powerful as the rest of the family, and intriguing all-round attacks.

Powerful perception casts a net in all directions, and everyone's every action is presented in Ye Fan's mind, and it is calculated rapidly. When the first Oriental ninja knife was about to slash at his forehead, the figure as quiet as a giant pine suddenly moved, his body was like a flying swallow skimming the air, and the edge of the Kurkha saber poured out, drawing a magnificent half-moon trajectory along a budgeted arc!

With a swing of the knife, a blood-colored half-moon was left in the mist!

Four people, half of their necks were all slashed open, and blood sprayed wildly towards the same center. When Ye Fan's figure escaped from the encirclement and instantly staggered a few steps away, the movements of these Musashi ninjas still stayed on swinging their knives and slashing.

The camera froze at this second, the surging blood and sharp knife light lost control at the same time in the weird killing machine, and the four figures all fell in the established direction by inertia.

In just a breath, the rest of the people had time to adjust their attacks, and they were still slashing wildly at that place, the direction where their companions fell to the ground, and where they died!

A wisp of True Qi was swung out of Ye Fan's hand, and the saber shot out, like an elf flashing with the breath of death, wiping through the throats of the two Musashi ninjas!

After the congenital, the supernatural power of controlling things is no longer a legend, the true qi is far sharper and more terrifying than the true qi, and the flying sword and flying knife of the imperial envoy, killing people thousands of miles away will not be a dream, one day, perhaps it will be able to reproduce the supreme power of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

This time, it's just a matter of practice!

A long time ago, Ye Fan inadvertently understood the role of Zhenqi, and coveted things for a long time, so he naturally had to play carefully and temper them diligently, and these Oriental devils were excellent targets to use as targets.

The flying sword light, like life, continued to fly, ruthlessly and easily taking people's lives, until a scream was issued, and the lives of these dozen Musashi ninjas were harvested.

The fluttering saber spun back, and in the smoke and blood, Junichi Miyamoto clenched the chrysanthemum knife in his hand, his eyes were bloody, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Ah...... Ah......h

All the elites of the family, in just these few minutes, were slaughtered by Ye Fan, like pigs and dogs without the power to resist, witnessing all this, the blood of Miyamoto Junichi's whole body was boiling, and he was angry, and he was almost crazy.

The foundation of the Miyamoto family is completely finished!

After this war, there is no 100-year recuperation, and if you want to regain the position of the leader of the Japanese ninja world, I am afraid that even Iga Ryu is not as good.

"Old devil, go to hell and wail!" Ye Fan pointed the knife at him, and the infinite murderous aura rushed through the smoke, and the two were finally going to start a face-to-face contest!

When he tortured and killed Miyamoto Arashio, Ye Fan was not martial, the old guy had lost a leg at that time, and now, facing Junichi Miyamoto, he was very sure of winning.

"You damn it, I want you to be broken into ten thousand pieces!" Junichi Miyamoto is seventy years old this year, but he still controls the entire family, relying on a skillful sword technique, and his sword skills are at least among the top five in today's Japan in the ninja genre where force is supreme!

It's a pity that he met a cultivator in the innate realm, far out of the scope and cognition of ordinary people.

Even the legendary hero Miyamoto Nobunaga probably didn't dare to be careless.

Hatred and humiliation blinded the old guy's mind like lard, and after a roar of rage, Junichi Miyamoto burst open his shirt like crazy, and his bulging muscles bulged one by one, and the developed muscles that resembled boxing champions and bodybuilding coaches made him look even more hideous and evil.

With a white-haired head and a young man's muscles under his head, Miyamoto Junichi's nondescript appearance is to hold the mentality of a fish dead and a trapped beast.

Junichi Miyamoto took a step forward, raised the chrysanthemum knife, swaggered with momentum, and after lunging forward, he suddenly ran wildly!

The simplest attack is full of countless possibilities for change, and this knife can change its posture halfway at any time.

"The knife is good, but it's a pity that this knife technique is too bad!" Ye Fan pursed his lips, holding the saber in his hand, and his body left an afterimage in place, which flashed in an instant, and met the chrysanthemum knife of Junichi Miyamoto.

There was no time to change the move, and the knives of the two slammed into each other.

Click!

The saber pinned the chrysanthemum knife, and a cobweb crack burst out on the edge of both knives at the same time!

Ye Fan grabbed it with his left hand, pinched the body of the chrysanthemum knife with two fingers, and smashed the ninja knife that had been tempered for thousands of years with a sonorous sound!

Junichi Miyamoto was horrified, this knife is a family symbol, it has been passed on to him for more than ten generations, it is equivalent to the soul symbol of the Musashi ninja, the sword destroys people, and it is also applicable to every Japanese samurai, which seems to indicate his own tragic end!

There was a chance to kill Junichi Miyamoto in seconds, but at this time, Ye Fan hesitated slightly, of course, he didn't find out with mercy, but had another plan, so it was too cheap to kill him like this.

The flying energy slapped out with his palm, and Junichi Miyamoto hurriedly responded to the battle and punched to meet the enemy.

The two forces collided together, and the muscles of Junichi Miyamoto's right arm swelled wildly, and all the blood vessels exploded, and the red color seemed to burst.

The huge palm force pushed Junichi Miyamoto back several steps in a row, and the broken knife in his right hand was deeply inserted into the dirt before he could stand firm.

Raising his fierce eyes and panting like a cow, the old fellow glared at the enemy.

"What, you want to kill me with your eyes? Old devil, you can learn from Kawamoto Nanisu and choose seppuku!" Ye Fan smiled playfully, "The knife is in the people, the knife destroys the people, and the emperor will remember your loyalty." ”

"Yaga, you go die!" Junichi Miyamoto waved his arms and roared, his whole body was surging with qi and blood, agitating his trousers, boiling with evil, holding the broken knife, and rushing madly!

Although there are as many as a dozen reasons for seppuku, it is not always the case that Japanese samurai can choose to end their lives by seppuku.

For example, now, if the enemy does not die, and he cannot be dragged to the end, suicide is the most cowardly manifestation, and Junichi Miyamoto will never defile this sacred bushido spirit with blood.

He wants to die to apologize, and he has to pull Ye Fan into hell with one foot first.

Junichi Miyamoto was only halfway through the run, and the half-truncated knife collided with Ye Fan's saber again.

Under the huge impact force, the chrysanthemum knife and dagger flew out of their hands, and the fierce eyes of the two slammed together, Miyamoto Junichi suddenly became animalistic, roared wildly, firmly hugged Ye Fan's waist, and used the hugging trick in sumo wrestling, dragging him crazy to the abyss!

This old devil's intention is very obvious, holding Ye Fan and wanting to fall to the bottom of the abyss with him!

Japanese samurai have never lacked the courage to face death head-on.

Junichi Miyamoto stepped into the air one by one, tightly clamped Ye Fan's waist, and the two of them fell towards the abyss!

"Hahaha...... Let's die together!haha......"

Maniac laughter echoed in the sky, and Junichi Miyamoto's trick seemed to work.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly went dark, and his laughter stopped abruptly like a machine with power off.

"Do you want to die?" A sneer floated in his ears, and Junichi Miyamoto was shocked to find that he was standing on the edge of the cliff again.

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