The Iga family is very famous in the Fuso Kingdom, and the ninjas of the Iga family are even more loyal to the Fuso Kingdom. As a member of the Iga family, Iga Jijiro is very satisfied with himself. As one of the few in the family
There are several ninjas who have reached the Grand Master level, and he feels even more supreme honor. This time he was sent to this mysterious continent, and he naturally knows how glorious the mission is. For this mission, the Iga family
I don’t know how many times the clan leader confessed, specifically mentioning Shenron. Their mission this time was to obtain Shenlong’s dragon essence and marry the dragon to the Iga family.
As the leader of this mission, he certainly knew the importance of this mission to the family. He even used many methods to kidnap Princess of the Wanyan tribe, and finally cooperated with the Wuhu tribe in order to occupy the Changbai Mountain.
.There is a divine dragon in Changbai Mountain. This secret is also a secret in the family. Hundreds of years ago, someone from the Iga family saw the divine dragon in Changbai Mountain, so this time the family sent them again, for the glory of the Iga family and to dominate Fuso.
He must complete his mission, and he cannot tolerate half-accidents or mistakes.
On this day, he had laid out all his plans and was waiting for the victory. However, an accident disrupted his overall plan. It should be said that his plan had not been fully implemented when something happened.
Accident, that accident was that dragon roar.
As soon as he heard the dragon's roar, Iga Ji Erlang concluded that it was made by the dragon from Changbai Mountain. This dragon's roar was mentioned in the family's ancient book. This was not the sound of ordinary animals. This dragon's roar contained the power of heaven and earth.
The most domineering majesty in the world, this dragon's roar came with the momentum of a king conquering the world. Although there was only one low-pitched but high-pitched dragon's roar, it was still clearly passed into his ears.
He could no longer care about so much, and his figure swept out directly from the Wuhu tribe's station and headed towards the peak of Changbai Mountain. He had already felt the direction from which the dragon roar came, and he eagerly wanted to climb to the top.
When he climbed to the top of Changbai Mountain, he knew that there was a lake with blue waves like a mirror on the top of Changbai Mountain, which was called Tianchi.
Ye Yinfeng stood on a rock. He watched the figure fly up from the bottom of the mountain quickly. From a distance, he could feel the majestic aura of the figure and the endless aura.
It is not possessed by ordinary martial arts cultivators. He has the most keen sense of breath. Naturally, he knows that the figure's cultivation level is no longer comparable to his. The flowing energy is continuous like a stream, and it is also majestic and vast. This
This aura gave him a familiar feeling. The aura flowing around that figure was exactly the same as the aura flowing around those white-clothed ninjas.
The figure was getting closer and closer, and Ye Yinfeng felt that a sharp energy locked him, causing his whole body to involuntarily circulate Taiqing Qi. This was an instinctive response to danger, and it swept from there.
He felt an extremely dangerous aura from the figure. That person should be a Grand Master among the Fuso ninjas. He just hoped that this person was not coming for him. He could tell from the lingering aura of the other party.
I felt that that person should go straight to the top of Changbai Mountain.
Iga Jijiro's body froze slightly because he saw a young man in blue shirt standing on a rock submerged in snow. He could easily feel a vast aura flowing around this young man's body.
, this kind of aura was something he had never encountered before. Judging from the aura flowing out of this young man, according to the ninja realm, this young man's realm should be similar to that of a grandmaster. He naturally knew that this young man was a martial artist.
A Han Chinese from this continent.
At such an age, but with extraordinary cultivation, he paused slightly, and then stopped on a pine tree covered with ice edges not far below the young man. He looked at it curiously.
A young man with an extraordinary bearing. The young man was dressed in a blue shirt and exuded an elegant and ethereal temperament. What particularly surprised him was that the young man held a dark iron sword in his hand. The iron sword had no edge or sharp edges.
blade.
Logically speaking, he didn't want to cause more trouble, but the appearance of this young man made him feel very strange. A Han martial artist appeared in Changbai Mountain, and his cultivation level was not weak. His purpose was obviously unclear. One less opponent is another opponent.
He didn't want any accident to happen, and he couldn't help but feel a strong murderous intention in his heart. Although this young man's cultivation was extraordinary, it was still far behind him. It would be easy for him to kill the opponent.
.
"No!" Ye Yinfeng secretly shouted. He clearly captured the strong murderous intention of the man. He couldn't help but secretly moan. He naturally did not expect that the Fuso ninja who was on the way had murderous intentions towards him. He knew it.
The man's appearance revealed that he was a very thin and short old man in his fifties. The man did not cover himself in white clothes like other ninjas, but only wore an ordinary white shirt and white cloak.
He felt waves of chill from the other party's vulture-like eyes. Just one look from the other party was like ten thousand years of ice, sending chills down his back. He raised the iron sword in his hand, and a wave of
The strong Tai Qing Qi poured straight into the iron sword, and the iron sword let out a soft groan, and a faint sword light suddenly appeared around the iron sword.
Igaji Erlang stepped hard, and the rock under his feet that had withstood thousands of years of wind and snow was immediately left with a deep footprint, and his body shot towards Ye Yinfeng like an arrow.
And go.
Seeing the ninja's actions like this, Ye Yinfeng was inexplicably frightened. He didn't expect that the other party moved so fast, without even a preface. He gathered the energy around him, and the iron sword stirred up a dark line.
The light shot straight forward. He couldn't stay behind. The old ninja put too much pressure on him. Even though the old man's level was not that of Wanyan Invincible, he was still at the same level as Xiao Yujing.
A dark line of light flashed in front of him, and the line of light condensed by the iron sword curled up with a breath that would destroy the world. This line of light seemed to be divided in front of him. But Ye Yinfeng held the iron in his hand.
As soon as the line of light raised by the sword shot out, he felt a white shadow flash in front of his eyes, and soon he lost sight of the old ninja. He felt something bad in his heart, and he quickly put away the sword and shook his wrist.
Several sword flowers suddenly formed around him.
The condensed sword energy of the edgeless iron sword turned the cloth around him into an airtight shield, but the figure seemed to disappear between heaven and earth. Ye Yinfeng still did not dare to take it lightly, and a burst of sword light shadow appeared.
Layers of air waves rolled up around him, and snowflakes rose all over the sky. His whole body was covered with crystal-clear jade-like snowflakes, flying in the air.
A withered claw suddenly pierced through the sword net. The withered claw ignored the sword energy converted from the true energy. The withered claw just poked out from the shadow of the sword like a stroke of genius.
It was the withered claw, and with the appearance of the withered claw, Ye Yinfeng was even more frightened. He did not expect that the old ninja's internal strength was so deep, and he actually ignored the sword made of his sword energy.
net.
Another withered claw appeared in front of Ye Yinfeng's eyes, and the other withered claw swiped gently, and the sword net's light suddenly disappeared. Ye Yinfeng's eyes were full of horror.
When he came out, he sheathed his iron sword and with a slight force under his feet, he made a decisive decision and decided to escape first. But as soon as his figure soared into the air, the short and thin figure appeared in front of him, and he saw that
The short and thin figure slapped his palm, hitting Ye Yinfeng's chest.
A huge pain like a lightning strike spread in Ye Yinfeng's chest, and a burning pain like a fire suddenly surged in his chest, and a fishy sweetness surged out of his throat. With a "wow" sound, he was in a hurry.
Zhong Ye Yinfeng immediately spurted out a stream of blood from his mouth. His feet hurriedly stepped on the seven-star footwork in the air. His body kept changing in the air, and then he fell from the rock to the lower place.
Go. A stream of bright red blood spit out from his mouth, and the burning pain in his chest slowed down. A strong dizziness also surged in his brain, making him unable to steady his body as soon as he landed on the ground.
Igaji Erlang looked at Ye Yinfeng rolling down the mountain, and he secretly thought it was a pity that he only needed one palm to take the young man's life. But he did not expect that the young man could actually be there.
Shifting in the air and changing steps, he avoided the second palm he shot. However, even if the young man did not die, it would be enough. Although his palm did not have 100% skill, it still had 70% or 80% skill. Even if the young man did not die, it would be enough.
Even though the injury has healed, it is impossible for his internal strength to improve anymore.
He didn't care about Ye Yinfeng rolling down the mountain. Together with his body, he swept towards the top of Changbai Mountain again. Soon his figure disappeared into the vast white snow, and the rolling
The breath lifted up the thick snow, and the swirling snowflakes poured down again.
Wanyan Zhantian didn't look at the trembling Wuhu tribe warriors at all. His spear shook countless spear flowers, and the sharp spear light passed through the chests of the Wuhu tribe warriors. Several blood flowers spurred.
Shooting up, several wails were heard, and the faces of several Wuhu tribe warriors turned pale. When they looked down, they saw a blood flower spreading on their chests, and the blood was gurgling wildly.
gush out.
Shuhu Yanjiang looked at nearly half of the Wuhu tribe warriors who had fallen beside him, and his face couldn't help but become extremely pale. He didn't expect that the situation would suddenly reverse, and Wanyan Zhantian's strong appearance made him
All the planning and hard work were in vain. He was unwilling to yell at the remaining Wuhu tribe warriors: "Quick, quick, there are only two of them, shoot arrows and shoot them to death."
However, his irrational roar received no response from anyone. He rushed in front of a Wuhu warrior, snatched the bow and arrows from the Wuhu warrior, and then loosened the tight bow.
The arrow turned into a meteor and shot towards Wanyan Zhantian. He did not look at the result, because he knew that no matter what, the result was already determined. They lost, and they lost miserably.
Wanyan Zhantian stretched out his hand to catch the arrow. He raised his spear and was about to stab Shuhu Yanjiang, who had a pale face and desperate eyes. However, his movement was stopped by Wanyan Dashan, "Let them go."
Well, every tribe of our Jurchen tribe should not be exterminated. As a member of the Jurchen tribe, we can no longer have such internal strife. Shuhu Yanjiang, from now on, your Wuhu tribe will think of every corner of Changbai Mountain, we
Even the Wanyan tribe will not interfere." Wanyan Dashan seemed to look away, and he said to Shuhu Yanjiang with a tired look.
As if he couldn't believe his ears, Shuhu Yanjiang couldn't help but be startled. He looked at Wanyan Dashan and his son with complicated eyes. Finally, he left in embarrassment with the remaining members of the Wuhu tribe. Looking at Shuhu,
Yanjiang and the members of the Wuhu tribe gradually disappeared in front of his eyes. Wanyan Zhantian's body as straight as a spear couldn't help but relax, but as soon as his body relaxed, he felt a powerful force
The breath went towards the top of Changbai Mountain.
"Dad, I have something to do and won't go back to the tribe for the time being. Uncle Jiushan and other tribesmen are on their way here. You can rest assured and wait for them." Wanyan Zhantian said anxiously to Wanyan Dashan, and he
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from Wanyan Dashan's eyes.
Looking at the devastated scene, Wanyan Dashan couldn't help but burst into tears. All these were sins woven by ambition. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had no regrets about Wanyan Zhantian's hurried departure.
Thinking too much, the Wanyan tribe has finally waited for this day. He heard the dragon roar very carefully. If Wanyan Zhantian gets even a trace of dragon luck, then the fate of the Wanyan tribe will be shaken.