In the stone cave like a mourning hall, thousands of ninjas stood in a dark place. Each person had a white cloth strip more than an inch wide tied on his head, with two words written on it, "Hate."
Hearing the footsteps, many ninjas looked towards the stone wall. When they found Ximen Lang's figure, their eyes flashed with fierce looks.
Among the ninjas, there was a tall man, about fifty years old, with narrow and very small eyes, and his pupils were about the size of soybeans. This man was the leader of the family, named Musashi Kiba.
Normally, ninjas are short in stature and weigh no more than 100 kilograms, so that they can be easily concealed when performing tasks and have more agile movements. Musashiga is nearly 1.8 meters tall and weighs more than 130 kilograms. Others
The ninjas were all more than half a head shorter than him, making him stand out from the crowd. This guy was clearly an outlier among the ninjas.
Ximenlang looked over and saw the strange scene in the cave. The ninjas looked unkind. His heart sank. Damn, something is not good! Despite this, he still stepped forward without hesitation, with a smile on his face, and looked over.
His eyes swept over the faces of all the ninjas, and finally stopped on the tall ninja with a leadership temperament, and asked: "What, are you holding a memorial service?"
Musashi's face showed a ferocious expression, and he said fiercely: "Ximen Lang, I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect that you would throw yourself into the trap."
Ximen Lang said disapprovingly: "What do you want from me?"
"Kill you."
"Don't worry, there is no deep hatred between us. Is this the case?"
Musashiya pointed at the many black and white photos at the back and said angrily: "Fart, there is no deep hatred, then who killed them?"
Ximenlang was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept over the photos, and he asked in confusion: "Why, did I kill them all?"
"Asshole, who else is it if it's not you?"
"I don't think I killed so many, right?"
Musashi Ya said angrily: "You are such a noble and forgetful person. We, the ninjas of the Musashi family, went to assassinate you over and over again, but you were brutally killed every time. How dare you deny it?"
"Repudiation..." Ximen Lang sneered, "As for me, if I say it several times, I really can't remember how many of you I have killed. However, they are just some little guys. At the worst, I will pay you a large sum of money.
, as if I had bought their lives."
Musashiya's eyes were filled with anger, "In the actions of the past few days, my son was also killed by you. Can money bring him back to life? Bastard, I will cut you into pieces..." In anger
, he raised his arms and gave the order: "To avenge the dead, kill them for me..."
Many ninja samurai swords were unsheathed and they rushed over like a pack of wolves.
The ninja closest to Ximen Lang pulled out his short sword, turned around suddenly, and stabbed Ximen Lang in the chest fiercely. He never thought that his eyes were blurred, and the opponent had grabbed his wrist. In an instant, he was unable to resist the huge force.
The power controlled his hand and inserted the short knife into his chest.
The bloody arrow shot out, Ximen Lang let go of the man's hand and sneered: "It's none of my business, you killed yourself..."
The corpse fell on its back and fell to the ground with a plop. Ximen Lang saw many ninjas rushing towards him crazily and cursed: "I don't have time to play with you..." He turned around quickly, jumped up and jumped onto the stone wall.
, he tapped his toes and flew towards the entrance of the cave.
After approaching, Ximen Lang punched out with both fists, and there was a "boom" sound, and the iron fist fell on the stone door. With his current skill, it was far beyond the ability to crack a monument and crack a stone, with a force of tens of thousands of kilograms.
Unexpectedly, the stone gate was so thick that even when he punched it with both fists, it didn't move at all.
Ximen Lang fell down and cursed secretly: "Damn, the stone door is so heavy that it can't be broken open. This is going to be bad."
Some of the many ninjas jumped over the stone wall, and some circled around from both sides. They immediately surrounded Ximenlang at the door, making it impossible for anyone to pass through.
Musashi Ya stood on the stone wall, with a ferocious face, he looked at his enemy at the door and said wildly: "Ximenlang, don't even think about escaping from here. You can just use your head to pay tribute to the souls of our Musashi family."
Damn it, it’s not fun anymore. This guy is so shady that he actually led me and me underground to play in an urn and catch turtles. Ximen Lang cursed in his heart, but now that the matter has come to this, there is no point in talking about it. He can only fight with thousands of ninjas alone.
confrontation.
The four ninjas rushed forward first, their samurai swords falling quickly with cold light in their hands, as if they were going to cut the opponent into eight pieces.
Ximen Lang shook his mountain and river fan and walked towards him. He heard the sound of tinkling, and four samurai swords were broken into two pieces. Two of the ninjas were hit by steel-hard fists, their ribs were shattered and they were knocked to the back. The other two ninjas were knocked to the back.
His brains were smashed by the iron fan and he collapsed on the ground.
Five or six ninjas were knocked down. The others were shocked when they saw the scene just now. The strength of the opponent's martial arts was far beyond their expectations.
In fact, the reason why he could break those sharp samurai swords so easily was partly because of Ximenlang's deep internal strength, and partly because of the infinite power of the Shanhe Fan.
You must know that the Mountain and River Fan is tempered from a special material called black iron. It is extremely dense, heavy, and extremely hard. Under the control of powerful internal forces, it naturally has the power to destroy almost everything.
After a slight shock, I heard Musashiya shouting sharply: "What's so great about such a small trick? Come on, everyone, chop him into pieces..."
Hearing the clan leader's words, many ninjas cheered up and rushed over.
The light of the sword filled the air, forming a sheet of snow-white, frantically beckoning at the enemy. Ximen Lang waved his mountain and river fan to fight back with all his strength, and the fight was extremely fierce.
The six ruthless families are powerful in the ninja world, among which the ninjas of the Musashi family are the best. It is said that their level has reached the level of the two powerful families Iga and Koga. However, these ninjas are extraordinary. They are faster than other ninjas and have more powerful movements.
Flexible and stronger in martial arts.
If it had been anyone else, they would have become a ghost by the sword long ago. However, now they are facing the top masters from country Z, so how can they take advantage of them too much?
Ximenlang kept punching out with his iron fist in his left hand, and the mountain and river fan in his right hand roared in the wind. The attack was like a violent storm. Only screams could be heard, and more than ten ninjas fell in a pool of blood.
Some of these ninjas who were hit had their bodies deformed, some had multiple fractures, and some had their heads smashed. They were seriously injured even if they were not dead. They lost their combat effectiveness. The cruelty of the opponent's attacks was simply chilling.
Why is this bastard so powerful? Even more powerful than the legend. Musashi Ya on the stone wall frowned and shouted loudly: "Charge, keep charging, be sure to kill him..."