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Chapter 221 The Shinto leader, his identity is doubtful!

"What a terrible aftermath of the battle!"

On the treetops, Feng Yuhe looked at the destroyed shrine and the corpses everywhere, feeling lingering fear in his heart.

If she hadn't avoided it in time, she would have been seriously injured even if she didn't die.

And this is just the aftermath of the battle between Duan Qingcang and Hattori Amasawa.

"As expected of Duan Qingcang, he lives up to his name and his strength is unfathomable. Probably only the Dragon Emperor in this world can defeat him!"

Feng Yuhe smiled softly and looked into the ruins of the shrine, waiting for the final battle to come.

Feng Tianyou did the same. He put away his sword and watched the changes on the field.



On top of the ruins of the shrine, a figure in green clothes stood proudly and independently. There was a little dust on his body, but it was nothing serious.

On the other side, Hattori Amasawa's ninja uniform was broken, revealing a cold and determined face.

At this moment, he was severely injured, the corner of his mouth was stained with blood, and there was a terrible sword mark on his left rib, and the blood flowed uncontrollably.

"You lost!" Duan Qingcang stared at Hattori Amasawa indifferently, without any emotion.

"As expected!" Hattori Amasawa didn't seem to be too frustrated. Instead, he showed a smile of relief and said, "Duan Qingcang is indeed Duan Qingcang. In today's battle, I am convinced that I lost!"

"Actually, you haven't fully mastered your 'Destruction of Demons', otherwise this move would have seriously injured me!" Duan Qingcang said regretfully.

"Of course I can't compare with my ancestors. If I can reach one or two-tenths of his level, I'm already extremely talented." Hattori Amasawa said, and then added, "But our Hattori family still has a master who may be able to beat him."

you!"

"Oh?" Duan Qingcang asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"Hattori Hanzo!" Hattori Amasawa said an amazing name.

Duan Qingcang looked startled when he heard this.

He has also heard of this name. It has a very high status in the history of Japan and is a peerless powerhouse alongside Miyamoto Musashi.

But that person was from hundreds of years ago, how could he still be alive today?

Hattori Amasawa knew that Duan Qingcang had misunderstood, and explained: "Don't misunderstand, in fact, for our Hattori family, the name Hattori Hanzo already represents a sacred title. Only the most powerful person in each generation can obtain this

title!"

"I see!"

Duan Qingcang understood.

This is a kind of respect and belief held by the Hattori family for their ancestor Hattori Hanzo.

Only the strongest are qualified to receive this name.

"Like you, he is the king who looks down on the world. Unfortunately, he is in retreat this time, otherwise he might be the one who came today."

"No matter who comes today, they can't stop me from destroying Shintoism!" Duan Qingcang said boldly, showing absolute confidence.

"Maybe, you do have the capital to be proud of the world. I will witness your glory again under the Nine Springs!"

Hattori Amasawa showed a smile.

Immediately, the katana in his hand whirled and passed through his belly, committing seppuku.

When Duan Qingcang saw this, his expression changed slightly and he said, "You are not a Shintoist. I may not kill you, so why are you so anxious?"

"This is the outcome that a defeated person deserves. I can fight with you today. I have achieved what I wanted and am satisfied. The Hattori family only needs one Hattori Hanzo. I have tried hard, but I have never been able to compete with him. If one day you can meet

Fuck him, I hope... you can beat him for me once!"

Hattori Amasawa left his last words and fell into a pool of blood.

When Duan Qingcang heard this, he remained silent for a long time, feeling heavy in his heart.

He heard a lot of sadness and helplessness in Hattori Amasawa's tone, as well as a deep resentment towards Hattori Hanzo in the family.

When you set a goal since childhood, determined to achieve it, and are about to succeed, you find that there is a person standing in front of you, and no matter how hard you try, you can't defeat him.

Over and over again for most of my life, I have failed the expectations of my family and tribe countless times, and the sadness and pain in it are not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.

Death is already a kind of relief for Hattori Amasawa.

"If I have a chance, I will fight him!"

Duan Qingcang left a promise as his last respect to Hattori Amasawa.

Today's mission has not yet been completed. Although the shrine was almost completely destroyed in the collision, there is still one place that is intact.

That is the most mysterious and central location of the shrine, where statues of gods are enshrined, blessed by mysterious power, and protected from damage.

"The evil demons and sycophants pretend to be gods. Today I will destroy the evil and kill the gods!"

The sonorous words shook the sky, symbolizing the king's determination.

Facing the solemn and mysterious center of the shrine, Duan Qingcang strode in without any fear.

Inside the shrine, it is magnificent and luxuriously decorated. There are two statues of gods enshrined in the center. A woman wrapped in black robes stands in front of the statues, seeming to be praying devoutly.

"Are you the leader of the Shinto religion?" Duan Qingcang was surprised and unsure.

"Duan Qingcang, why are you surprised?" The woman wrapped in black robe said calmly, "Do you think that I, a mere woman, am not qualified to be the leader of the Shinto religion?"

"That's exactly what I thought!"

Duan Qingcang admitted frankly.

But it's not that he looks down on women, it's that he thinks that ordinary women don't have such ambitions.

"Oh, stupid!"

The woman in black robe turned around contemptuously, revealing a young and delicate face. Even without any makeup, she could be said to be unparalleled in beauty.

Duan Qingcang understood that this woman was no younger than him, and she must have relied on some secret method to maintain her youth.

"You actually carved yourself into a statue and worshiped yourself?"

Duan Qingcang found that the woman's appearance was exactly the same as one of the two statues above, and he couldn't help but feel speechless.

This woman is not an ordinary narcissist.

However, it is rumored that the Shinto leader changed his name and claimed to be the reincarnation of Amaterasu. This must be a way for her to attract followers.

"Duan Qingcang, haven't you noticed yet?" After a moment of silence, the woman in black robe suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Duan Qingcang's tone was startled, "What do you want to say?"

"You actually don't know me?" The woman in black robe sneered.

It was this sneer that awakened some of Duan Qingcang's dusty memories, and a feeling of familiarity surged into his heart.

"Who are you……"

Surprised and suspicious, Duan Qingcang used all his strength and punched the black-robed woman without any reservation.

"Fighting to destroy the whole world!"

The domineering fist force caused the air to vibrate, and the force of the skinless force swept towards the black-robed woman.

But when he saw the black-robed woman sneering inexplicably, she raised her hand, and with the blessing of an invisible force, she met Duan Qingcang's domineering punch.

boom!

An incredible scene.

The woman in black robe remained motionless, but Duan Qingcang was knocked back seven or eight steps by the powerful force.

"Haha, Duan Qingcang, more than twenty years have passed, and instead of improving, your strength has declined. Is it because old injuries are difficult to heal?"

The woman in black robe smiled sarcastically.

Duan Qingcang, on the other hand, looked gloomy, and the dust-laden memories were replayed in his mind, and a surge of rage burned throughout his body.

"You were one of the leaders of Seven Kills Island back then!"


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