Light and shadow flicker, figures intertwine, two swords criss-cross,
Haitaro Fuuma, who is known as the "No. 1 Ninja in the World" and has peak strength at the heaven level, and Lin Fan, one of the top ten new ninth-level hunters of the Dancing Corpse Hunter Association, with the title "One", collided with each other as soon as they met.
A fatal spark.
The intersection of time and space has not alleviated the established historical hatred. In Lin Fan's view, although some things are relatively indifferent, there are some things that cannot be forgotten even if they travel to other worlds.
"Oh my God, who is this person? He can actually fight the Wind Demon for several rounds without losing. When did Yanhuang have such a master?" the ninjas exclaimed.
With their dynamic vision, they were completely unable to capture the figures of Lin Fan and Feng Mo, and could only vaguely see their afterimages.
‘Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~’
The red blood demon blade and the 'Sakura Fire', which exuded cherry-purple light, cleaved together heavily, sparks flew everywhere, and the eyes of Lin Fan and Feng Mo also met.
"Yanhuang man, given your level, you are lucky enough to be able to resist me for several rounds without losing. Your weapons are quite good." Feng Mo Gray Taro's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent.
"To each other, your weapons are pretty good too." Lin Fan replied.
"Hmph, I'm not ashamed of my words. Next, I'll let you take a closer look at the strength of 'the best ninja in the world'."
The red ribbon on Feng Mo Gray Taro's neck rustled in the wind. He slashed diagonally and used the 'Sakura Fire' to flip Lin Fan into the air. With his other hand, he took out three golden bitters from nowhere.
Nothing, threw it towards Lin Fan.
‘Tianhuan Kunai~’
Three golden kunai turned into one under the super speed and vibration, and rushed towards Lin Fan at an extremely fast speed like a golden streamline.
"Ding~"
The kunai was blocked by Lin Fan without any surprise.
"That's it?" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his eyebrows.
As if angered by Lin Fan's attitude, Feng Mo Gray Taro raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said.
"It seems that ordinary attacks are meaningless to you. Try this trick of mine."
‘The Secret of Ninjutsu: Wind Demon Sword Formation~’
As he spoke, Fuuma Haitaro took a step back, and in conjunction with the "Fuuma Shuriken", he continuously threw a large number of large shurikens and violently threw them towards Lin Fan.
Fuuma Haitaro's famous stunt is to use ordinary large shurikens and shadow shurikens together to confuse the enemy and cause damage to the opponent secretly. When he was still a jounin, he used this technique to kill countless opponents.
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‘-Shua~’ ‘-Shua~’ ‘-Shua~’
Shurikens struck at Lin Fan one after another, and the sharp cold light came with the sound of the whistling wind.
Lin Fan looked at the whizzing shurikens with an expressionless face. He gently raised his hand, the true energy in his body surged out, white light emerged, and he whispered softly.
‘It’s urgent~’
all of a sudden,
Countless zhenqi swords intertwined with Fuma's shurikens in mid-air, causing sparks to fly, which was particularly spectacular.
"Oh my god, is this a duel between heaven-level experts? Matsushita-kun, I never thought we would be lucky enough to witness such a battle. This life is truly worth it. I must break through and become a heaven-level expert and a shadow-level ninja."
Ushimoto Roku, one of the Jonin, spoke up.
All the ninjas couldn't help but sigh and nodded involuntarily.
Lin Fan sneered and said.
"Let me see if you have more shurikens or if I have enough energy." Lin Fan planned to have a protracted battle with the Wind Demon Gray Wolf. Suddenly, he felt a throbbing in his heart. There was nothing behind him, but he realized that
Got something different.
"Ding~"
Lin Fandang immediately used his domineering aura to cover his whole body, shrouding the surroundings and controlling foreign objects. As expected, he discovered a weapon that could not be seen by the naked eye, the Shadow Sword, a kind of shuriken that could not be seen by the naked eye.
Grains
Lin Fan looked at the invisible shadow sword in his hand, snorted coldly, smashed it into pieces under the control of the overlord's domineering spirit, and said disdainfully.
"As expected, it is in line with your usual style. You can use such dirty tricks."
When Feng Mo Big Wolf saw this, he showed a real expression in his heart,
"It didn't succeed? Sure enough."
Hearing what Lin Fan said, he replied.
"A real ninja never cares about means." "He can actually materialize pressure and form a unique protection. This kind of method is unheard of. It turns out that he is a master of Yanhuang and even has such secrets." Fuma Gray Taro thought to himself,
Lin Fan's domineering and domineering methods were analyzed at a glance, and his heart was very hot.
I heard that the sacred place of martial arts in Yanhuang, the Martial God Pavilion, has thousands of secrets that have been preserved for thousands of years. I don’t know if I can find them among them. However, Feng Mo Huitaro just thought about it. If he really goes there, there are many masters.
, the heavily guarded Wushen Pavilion, I'm afraid there will be no return.
Moreover, what he practiced was the Japanese ninja secret technique, which was completely different from the Yanhuang martial arts system, so it was of no use to get the so-called secret book.
Fuuma Haitaro has been trapped at the peak of the shadow-level ninja, which is also the peak of the sky-level Yanhuang for a long time. He doesn't know where he can get closer to one level, break through the shackles, and become a super shadow-level, god-level master.
As for the super god level, in the history of Japan, no ninja has ever been able to reach this step, and there is even no record of it. So Fuma Haitaro only has the concept of super shadow level and god level master in his mind, and there is no super god level.
"I feel so uncomfortable, I can't move, Feng... Master Feng Mo." The other men brought by Feng Mo struggled to ask for help from Feng Mo.
Under Lin Fan's overbearing domineering aura, it was naturally difficult for a Jonin with only earth-level strength to bear it.
"Niu Ben... just hold on."
Feng Mo turned his head and glanced, seeing the miserable performance of his men and his ugly face, and he also understood that ordinary tricks would probably not work for the man in front of him.
"Since the Fuma Sword Formation is useless to him, I think the secret of Ninjutsu: Kiai Tenryu and the Ninjutsu: Tianliu Kiai are equally useless to him, so I have to use that move."
Both ninjutsus use strong air currents as an attack method to attack the enemy. As it is now, they naturally have no effect.
"Forbidden Ninjutsu·Wind Demon and Thunder Disaster"
Feng Mo carried the 'Sakura Fire' in his hand on his back and formed seals with his hands. The hand seals kept changing instantly.
‘pro’
'soldier'
'fight'
'By'
'all'
‘array’
'List'
'exist'
'forward'
Immediately, Feng Mo suddenly clasped his hands together and then released them, and saw two huge green thunder disks released from his hands, and then formed two large knives surrounded by thunder light in his hands, flashing with a 'sizzling' sound of electricity, and the shape was very scary.
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"It's really shameless that you secretly learned the Nine-Character Mantra of Taoism and turned it into this." Lin Fan saw Feng Mo using the so-called forbidden ninja technique and said mockingly, but he didn't dare to be careless at all.
This is the Nine-Character Mantra, the first secret technique of Taoism that even the Martial God Pavilion seems to have lost.
Feng Mo's expression was dull and he ignored Lin Fan's taunts. He glanced at a few of his men behind him who were already beginning to bleed under the pressure. Knowing that he could not delay any longer, he snorted coldly and pointed at Lin Fan with two broadswords surrounded by thunder.