A silver shuttle shines with the exquisiteness of art.

I'm afraid there is no such exquisite object in the world. It is beautiful and at the same time has a sharpness that can cut through everything.

After watching it for a long time, I feel like my body is split into two!

Ning Tao's eyes were shocked, as if he had discovered something surprising. He seemed to have... found the "secret" of God Ma!

When he was in the tower, he used his spiritual power to use Ma Shen, but it was just a simple control. It was difficult to defend against enemies when encountering strong ones.

But just now, he accidentally used the power of the soul. He had the same power and should be able to kill more people than Nama God, but unexpectedly, something big happened.

The correct way to use the God of Ma is... the soul!

Moreover, the soul it requires is also very demanding. Ning Tao can't explain why, but he is sure that the soul of the Yixi family is not suitable, otherwise the horse god would not be given to him.

And after he used his soul to control it, he discovered that this thing could be wielded like an arm, just like the legendary flying sword.

"Whoosh!"

The silver shuttle suddenly shot out and headed straight to the east!

Mus was shocked when he saw this. It seemed like this thing had killed so many people just now. What the hell was it?

I'm afraid he doesn't even know that this is the artifact of the Isi family!

And Ning Tao's eyes were bright, and the power of the soul was crazily injected into the horse god. He wanted to see how far this thing could fly?

Two...four hundred meters!

Although this is not the limit, it is fast.

"Whoosh!"

Ma Shen flew back, shining with silver light. Except for the different shape, it was basically the same as the Chinese flying sword.

Ning Tao smiled and touched his chin. If we only talk about the power of the soul, then he is undoubtedly a god.

In terms of overall strength, he is weak!

However, I believe it is very easy for a god-level god to control the God of Ma to kill hundreds of mortals instantly.

Mus was surprised to see it from the side and couldn't help but ask: "What on earth is this thing? How could it kill hundreds of people in an instant? Damn it, my scalp is numb."

Ning Tao thought for a while and said seriously: "This is the shuttle used by the Weaver Girl in the sky. It's so powerful that you don't want it."

"so smart?"

"of course!"

…

Sword Master Palace, the holy land of the ninja world.

Chiyoyuki was summoned by her master and came to the ancient hill where she had practiced swordplay since she was a child. A large waterfall was particularly conspicuous. "Rumble...!"

The familiar sound of water once made her sharpen her sword, but now she was worried, and the jade hand holding the sword turned a little white.

We came to a small pavilion, which was quiet and simple. A prismatic sign hung down from the center of the pavilion. There was only one simplified Chinese character on it, the word "sword", and every stroke was full of confusion.

Under the word "Sword", there is a skinny old man sitting cross-legged. His hair is gray and sparse. The skin on his hands is still full of age spots. His eyes are closed and he is motionless. It takes a long time to hear something.

A faint heartbeat.

He is none other than the Sword Master... Watanabe Koichi!

Chiyoyuki called out in a low voice: "Teacher, I'm back."

The old man did not open his eyes, but said feebly: "Xuezi, can you draw your sword again?"

"Can the heart of your sword still be sharpened?"

"Do you still have strength in your hands?"

As soon as the three consecutive questions came out, Chiyoyuki felt sad and lowered her head in a self-defeating tone: "I'm sorry, I wanted to surpass someone, but I always failed."

fail?

The old man murmured, and then said with difficulty: "You did not fail, you were just blinded and deceived by blind victory. These are just illusions."

"What you practice is swordsmanship, not success and failure. Those are just the objective evaluations of you by outsiders. If you only care about those evaluations and not the sword in your hand, you will still fail in the future because you do not understand the essence."

Chiyoyuki knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said: "Teacher, I want to come back and continue to practice with you. The life outside is not suitable for me. Those people are too vain and cannot improve me at all. I don't understand what you mean by letting me practice."

The old man breathed weakly, and finally slowly opened his turbid eyes, stared at Chiyoyuki and said calmly: "No, only experience can make you stronger. What I can teach you has been given to me.

You have to get out on your own."

The sound of the waterfall made a roaring sound, and the deep pool was constantly rippled. Everything remained as before.

Chiyoyuki knelt on the ground without saying a word.

The once fervent and clear eyes were confused and could no longer be cut off with his own sword. She would only become more and more entangled like this, but if she waited for him to cut off by himself, it would only be more terrifying.

The old man stretched out his trembling hand to hold the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said comfortably: "You just said you wanted to surpass someone, but do you know who that person is?" "He... is a Chinese, very powerful.

, very mysterious, there is never a limit, I tried my best to surpass him, but I found that he was just waiting for me at that moment," Chiyoyuki said complicatedly.

The old man chuckled lightly, shook his head and said: "It's normal that you haven't surpassed him. His identity is not simple. I heard that he is the most popular killer in the ninja world. He is also the red archbishop, the number one young person in China, Hongmeng's...

…quasi-alliance leader!”

"ah……!"

These words were so shocking that Chiyoyuki raised her head with a look of horror. That man actually had so many terrifying identities?

No matter which one is much stronger than her.

Suddenly she was surprised and asked: "Teacher, how do you know his identity? Do you also know him?"

The old man shook his head with a half-smile, and said faintly: "I don't know you now, maybe I will know you in a day."

"What's the meaning?"

"Just now the Mitsui Village of the Mitsui family gave me a piece of information. That little guy, Ning Tao, sneaked into the Koka-ryu and killed a candidate. He also killed hundreds of island soldiers in a deserted place. He was very crazy.

Just a boy," the old man smiled, but it was like an extremely sharp sword.

Chiyoyuki was shocked, her brain couldn't turn around, and she said in surprise: "I don't understand."

The old man stood up with a smile, but at this moment his weakness turned into continuity, his seventy years turned into radiance, and the sharp sword intent in his eyes seemed to be able to cut through tungsten steel and fine iron.

At this moment, he was no longer an old man in the wild, but a sword master who dominated the ninja world, an old monster who had lived for decades.

He grabbed a sword full of fighting spirit and slashed it towards the deep pool. Immediately, a ten-meter-high wave of water separated, exceeding the height of the waterfall. It was so powerful and shocking.

There is also a sword mark several meters deep at the bottom of the deep pool. This sword directly cut the quiet pool water into two.

Chiyoyuki looked shocked. The teacher's casual attack was so powerful. Could it be that he had already broken through to the divine realm?

And this majestic figure in front of me can split a deep pool of tens of meters with one sword. The high-spirited fighting spirit and the sword spirit are combined, just like a big mountain can be split in front of you.

This is the style of the former swordsman Watanabe Koichi

Watanabe Hong said with a scorching look: "A very crazy leader of the Hongmeng Alliance from China has arrived and is causing wanton chaos. As a sword master in the ninja world, I naturally want to go meet him for a while and rub his spirit away."

"One day later, a battle on the top of Tokyo Sky Tower!"
Chapter completed!