The little ninja beside you is not here. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I will teach you a lesson today." The man in black robe said coldly.
"Are you insisting on embarrassing me? Are you taking advantage of others' danger now?" Yun Mo glanced at the man in black robe coldly and said coldly.
The man in black robe narrowed his eyes. It seemed that this young rookie still had a bit of a temper. This would make it even more interesting.
The man in black robe moved his fingers slightly under the black robe, and suddenly, a strong wind rushed towards Yun Mo, as fast as a gale.
The Yan Mo Sword in Yun Mo's palm instantly fell out of its scabbard, leaving an afterimage in the air and making a crisp sound that echoed in the rainy night, making people feel awe.
There was a cold and sharp light on the blade.
The man in black robe waved his hand, and countless silver wind blades rushed towards Yun Mo.
These silver wind blades look extremely strange in the darkness.
Yun Mo snorted coldly, slashed down with the Yan Mo Saber, and a huge black-red sword energy spread instantly in the rainy night.
The black-red sword energy carried a sharp aura, blowing away all the countless silver blades.
At this moment, the man in black robe disappeared, but the cold voice appeared around Yun Mo.
"You are so powerful. As those people said, you are more like a samurai than a ninja."
"Then, let me, a senior ninja, teach you how to fight in the ninja way."
"Are you Azuma? The King of Ninjas - Deura Morikiyo?" Yunmo smelled a familiar scent, which was unique to Azuma, and he finally recognized who this mysterious ninja was.
It turned out to be Deura Morikiyo, the leader of the Azuma Ninjas who were affiliated with Tenryo and was known as the King of Ninja in Inazuma.
But why does this person have a conflict with him? Is it because he is doing samurai things in the name of a ninja and angers the king of ninjas?
Yun Mo frowned, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that I still have some reputation. Be careful, kid, I'm going to take action."
Before Ideura Moriki finished speaking, a storm-like murderous aura swept over him along with the wind and rain.
Yun Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a cold wind blowing on his neck, and a desolate and skinny arm appeared on Yun Mo's neck, grabbing Yun Mo's throat tightly.
Yun Mo's expression suddenly changed.
He didn't even notice the arrival of Deura Morikiyo, let alone the opponent's energy lock.
Yun Mo's pupils shrank suddenly. In the hands of Deura Shengqing, Yun Mo felt the threat of life and death. This guy's strength was probably no less than his own, or even one level higher than him.
Yunmo floated backwards, avoiding Deura Moriki's attack. Deura Moriki's attack failed. Deura Moriki flicked his wrist, and another hand appeared.
His arms were like poisonous snakes, with veins exposed. When he turned his hand, several black shurikens appeared. These kunai were as fast as lightning and rolled towards Yunmo.
Yun Mo's foot stepped suddenly and his body moved to the side to avoid the two black shurikens.
Ideura Moriki's finger popped out again, and those shurikens instantly transformed into thirty-six, each one rolling towards Yunmo.
The speed of these shurikens is very fast, so fast that even Yunmo, a ninja who has seen all kinds of weapons, can see it.
The attacks of these shurikens were extremely sharp, and their aura was nothing like assassination ninja tools. Even the air was torn apart.
Yun Mo's heart was beating fast. This guy was so scary and so fast.
The figure was hidden in the darkness, and Yun Mo could not judge its figure.
His attacks were so powerful that they were hard to guard against. Yun Mo did not dare to be careless. He kept dodging Ura Shengqing's attacks.
Yun Mo's movements were as fast as lightning, and even Ura Shengqing couldn't do anything to him.
"Boy, it seems you have some skills." Ideuramori said calmly.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yun Mo replied coldly: "However, it is of no use."
"It's of no use? Then, let me try harder." Ideura Morikiyoshi said sinisterly, leaving an afterimage of his body in the air.
The next moment, Deura Shengqing had arrived in front of Yun Mo. A three-foot ninja sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the ninja sword directly cut through the air.
The Yan Demon Sword in Yun Mo's hand swept out, and the sword energy made white marks in the dark night.
Deura Shengqing's speed was so fast that Yunmo didn't even have time to resist, and he had already felt Deura Shengqing's strong attack.
The Enmo Sword in Yunmo's hand collided with Deura Moriki's Ninja Sword, making a clanging sound.
Yun Mo's body took several steps back in mid-air. The Yama Sword in his hand was so shocked by the Xinin Sword in Deura Moriki's hand that the tiger's mouth burst apart. The Yama Sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand.
He is clearly the king of ninjas, but he is actually more powerful than Yunmo, a half-samurai.
Just as Yun Mo's body fell, the thin sword in Deura Shengqing's hand appeared again and stabbed towards Yun Mo's chest. The purpose of Deura Shengqing's move was very obvious, which was to kill Yun Mo completely.
Yun Mo's face turned cold, and he moved the Yama sword in his hand horizontally, blocking the ninja sword that Deura Moriki was stabbing. At the same time, with the help of the reaction force of the blow, his body quickly flew backwards, and separated from Deura Moriki.
distance.
Ideura Moriki sneered, his body disappeared instantly, and reappeared behind Yun Mo.
"The ninjutsu of Deura Morikiyo, the king of ninjas, is indeed incredible. He is actually able to hide his whereabouts."
"But you still want to take my life?" Yun Mo's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his eyes were as cold as frost, staring coldly at Ideura Moriki.
Ideura Moriki glanced at Yun Mo coldly, and snorted coldly: "In that case, let me show you the true strength of the Ninja King, and let you see how powerful my Ninjutsu is."
Yun Mo looked at Deura Shengqing's figure, and a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes. He suddenly jumped up and stabbed Deura Shengqing with the Yan Demon Sword in his hand.
Deura Shengqing's figure flashed behind Yun Mo like lightning. The Yan Mo knife in Yun Mo's hand rubbed against Deura Shengqing's body and penetrated out, and Deura Shengqing's figure disappeared into the air.
Deura Moriki sneered: "Boy, do you think you can hurt me just like this? My figure is just a cover-up. Your attacks are ineffective in front of my ninjutsu."