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In the audience, not only the Chinese people, but even many Japanese people were frightened.

"Phantom clone, how can it still have real attack power? It's just a phantom. "All the samurai of the Wa Kingdom had a thought in their hearts at the same time.

"Could it be that at that moment just now, this kid entered the phantom clone and attacked? Okay, but there are so many clones, what's going on?"

The phantom clone technique, the most conspicuous criterion for evaluating who is strong and who is weak, is the number of clones.

The more powerful the master, the more doppelgangers can control.

This also means that the stronger his mental power.

An ordinary ninja who has practiced ninjutsu for ten years can have a phantom clone, which is already considered a genius.

Ito is a master of kendo, one law, ten thousand laws.

Therefore, the understanding of ninjutsu is also beyond ordinary people, and after only one year of practice, there can be eight phantom clones, which can be called a peerless genius among ninjas.

Even the true sect master of Iga-ryu felt that it was a pity that Ito did not become a ninja.

But now, Ye Cuo flashed and covered the world, like locusts, and his clones were everywhere.

Ito was punched out, his chest collapsed, his ribs broke, and he fell heavily to the ground, plowing all the dirt on the ground into a large ditch.

He looked up in horror, looking at the phantom clones of various movements in all directions, and couldn't help but feel a pang of despair in his heart.

What is suppression, it is not that you have no power to fight back, but that you find that no matter how hard you try, you are far from the opponent.

Now Ito, that's it.

The harder I work, the more I find that the gap between myself and the other party is getting farther and farther away.

What he didn't know was that in the previous life, Ye Cuo was the top killer, and he also stayed in the Wa Kingdom, and there was also training in the ninjutsu of phantom clones and blood killing.

In the interior of Blood Killing, there are not a few people who are proficient in this ninjutsu.

Compared with Ye Cuo's assassination technique, no one in the whole world dares to say that he surpasses Ye Cuo.

Ito's eyes were bleeding.

As a samurai of the Japanese Kingdom, he was not afraid of death at all, but he was very unwilling to accept defeat.

"Since I must die, then I will also die a little more worthwhile!" Ito said, slowly standing up, the muscles of his body constantly twisting.

Ye Cuo's ears could even hear the sound of blood flowing in his body.

The blood in his whole body flowed rapidly to his heart, and finally—

Bang!

Ito's heart exploded in the chest, countless blood flowed back, blood vessels burst, and all the blood flowed into the muscles.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a miserable smile.

"It's Iga-ryu's top-secret method, and you can't understand it anymore. This secret method can only be used once, and when it is done, I will die.

But after using it, my strength can reach the cultivation of the Great Grandmaster. At the same time, he will become a murderer who has lost his mind, killing for three days and three nights, and no one can stop him!"

Ito's words made the faces of many samurai of the Wa Kingdom change drastically.

"This is the Nine Tricks of Life and Death! Let the blood of the whole body be infused into the muscles, and turn into the most terrifying warrior. But at the same time, the blood will enter the brain, affecting the person's consciousness, and making the person completely unable to distinguish who the person in front of him is. ”

Many of the Japanese warriors were terrified, and no one wanted to stay here any longer.

When Ito couldn't control his behavior, it was when he went on a killing spree, and when the time came, it was an indiscriminate attack, and no one could resist Ito among these Japanese samurai.

The muscles in Ito's whole body bulged like a sponge, absorbing water.

The blood continued to flow back, and after a while, Ito's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and then gradually, the white part of the entire eyeball turned bloody.

"The killing begins!" Ito roared like a demon from hell, and with his last sanity, he rushed towards Ye Cuo.

Call!

A Japanese knife seems to be able to split the heavens and the earth and tear the space.

"Be careful!" Even Pei Ao, who had always been determined, and Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, couldn't help but remind.

The samurai of the Wa Kingdom were in a commotion, and they turned around and tried to run towards the docks of the island.

On the Xiao family's side, Xiao Jianqiu looked at Xiao Daocheng with a worried face: "Second uncle, what should we do?

Xiao Daocheng hesitated a little.

If you retire now, there is no problem with the natural danger of life, and you can still leave Ye Cuo alone to defend against Ito, who has gone crazy.

But if it spreads, the ancient martial arts world that represents China on his side loses to the Wa Kingdom, that is what Qianfu is referring to.

He bit his lip, not knowing what to decide.

"It seems that it is best to expect this Ye Cuo to be able to defeat both of them and Ito, and the two of them will die together!" Xiao Daocheng said secretly in his heart.

On the other side, Ito's earth-shattering knife had already slashed towards Ye Cuo's head from top to bottom.

Before the knife fell, there were already ravines on the ground, all of which were cut by the fierce knife qi, leaving traces of terror inside.

Syllable!

A golden palm grabbed the blade in midair.

And then—

The knife stopped!

It stopped in mid-air, not moving.

"Roar!" Ito, who had lost his mind, roared wildly and shook it hard, but the sword seemed to be cast on a steel mountain, and it couldn't be shaken at all.

"Alas!"

Ye Cuo sighed: "The martial arts of garbage, even if you practice it to the extreme, are just a bunch of garbage. Of course, maybe you're a little more disgusting. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to punch him.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and Ito, who was still twitching, was left with a headless corpse, standing there, his hands in a chopping posture.

A few seconds later.

Bang bang!

The joints of Ito's body continued to explode, and clusters of blood, like blooming flowers, were forced out of the muscles by Ye Cuo's fierce fist, sprayed in the air, and turned into a blood mist.

Ito's body fell with a bang.

All of a sudden, everything was silent!

The group of samurai who were about to flee stayed where they were for a moment, not knowing whether they should run or not.

Now it is true that there is no need to face a murderous demon, but there is another, more terrifying demon that needs to be faced.

Ito, the famous sword demon of the Wa Kingdom, died in the hands of Ye Cuo.

exhausted all his strengths, in exchange for a light-hearted and pleasant massacre.

Everyone present secretly felt a chill behind their backs, and thought to themselves: If I meet this kid, can I deal with it?

Ye Cuo put his hands behind his back and glanced around: "Does anyone else want to do anything with me?"

The audience was silent, and many people's eyes glanced towards Xiao Daocheng.

Xiao Daocheng held a teacup in his hand, a ceramic teacup, and the powder kept falling, showing his nervousness.

Ye Cuo looked at him: "Mr. Xiao, Miss Yan, from today on, I am the king of the sea of clouds, can you be convinced?"

Xiao Daocheng and Yan Qingwu glanced at each other, and for a while, they didn't dare to say unconvinced.