As soon as the words fell, Yaowuan's figure disappeared. Compared with the previous times, including the times when he teased Huidong and Bai Ling, Yaowuan's figure was really faster this time, as if he really disappeared or merged with the world.
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The black-clothed ninjas around Yaowu couldn't help but be shocked, and they all looked at each other in confusion.
Ninjas are meant to sneak around and practice assassination without being noticed. But this time, they encountered an ancestor who had disappeared.
When Yaowu appeared again, he raised his leg high, moved from top to bottom, and struck down with his foot like a sickle. His target, the first to bear the brunt, was the ninja who could speak Yaye Ya.
This ninja was also shocked by Yaowu's ghost and spirit skills. He drew his knife and wanted to cut off Yaowuan's right foot, but he was half a beat too late. When Yaowuan's heel hit his left shoulder, it was a huge force.
, as if the bones of his left shoulder were shattered in an instant.
Needless to say, the pain was heart-rending. What was terrifying was that Yaowei landed on the ground, jumped up quickly, and then kicked his two companions away with a kick to the left and right.
"Are you the Grand Master of Hongmeng Realm?"
The ninja with a crippled shoulder spoke with a strange accent again. When Yaowan heard what he asked, she couldn't help but snorted with disdain and said: "Who said that in a fight, the outcome is determined by the level of cultivation? You said
Uncle, I am in the Hongmeng realm, so uncle, I am in the Hongmeng realm."
This person didn't understand what Yaowuan meant and thought he had guessed it right. Knowing that Yaowuan was the great master of the Hongmeng realm, this ninja who knew Daye's elegant dialect couldn't help but feel a little afraid. He had known that the person he was going to deal with was the great master of the Hongmeng realm.
Grandmaster, you should let those jounin, or you should let the higher-ups send special jounin.
With a few idle words, Yaowuan gained enough face. The next moment, the massacre began!
Yaowan casually threw the kunai out, pierced the calf of a ninja, and snatched the sword from the ninja who was kicked down by him, and then disappeared again. This time, it was really the lower realm of the killing god. Fengqi, who was once
When someone's hair and clothes were blown, this time it was the wind of a knife.
The purpose is not to tease, but to kill!
There are constant screams, and there is always a time when someone appears without a sword. The ninja who has been ordered to do assassination missions all year round, this time, encountered his colleagues. Fear is useless, but there is no way to escape.
In just a short time, the dead end was filled with the corpses of these black-clad ninjas. Blood, mutilated limbs, and internal organs made the dead end look eerie and terrifying.
Yaowan dropped the sword in his hand. He was not uninjured. To him, these were just minor injuries that were insignificant. Even if the skin and flesh were everted, they would just be sutured with threads and left to heal for a few days. But these minor injuries
, but it was obtained in exchange for the lives of a group of Dongli bastards.
How can we say that these minor injuries are not worth it?
Yaowan walked out of the alley, and it was at this time that something strange happened again.
Just as he crossed the entrance of the alley, a Tai Dao cut through the wind and slashed towards him. For anyone else, waiting for a killing move to suddenly attack him would have been doomed. But it just so happened that the target of the attack this time was Yao Wang.
Yaowu flew backwards, and then he slipped six or seven steps and returned to the dead end again. But the sword seemed unwilling to let him go and chased him into the dead end.
Dressed in the same manner as the previous individuals, he is a black-clothed ninja from Dongli.
"Hey, don't you understand people?"
Faced with Yaowang's provocation, the man in black couldn't help but frown, and his eyes were filled with anger. Sure enough,
This person can speak elegant words, even several times better than the previous person.
"Yaowang of Mu Han Tower, why did you come to Han City? You went to Bai Ling's city lord's mansion. Is there any ulterior motive between you and Bai Ling?"
As Yao Wang guessed, this black-clothed ninja's Daye Ya speech level was much better than that of the previous one. Except for his strange accent, every word was clear. But Yao Wang was a little puzzled when he heard it.
It seems that I used the wrong sentence, or used the wrong identity.
Yaowan chuckled, and then said: "Sir, I'm coming to Hancheng. How can you, a kid from Dongli, have the ability to ask questions? I'm going to Bai Ling's city lord's mansion, are you going to drink or go whoring? You thing
The little kid who came here asked and found out, what are you going to do?"
The three of them spoke a few words, leaving the man in black speechless. The word "you" remained unspoken for a long time.
Yaowan smiled again, and then moved his arms and neck. Then, his figure moved and moved forward between heaven and earth again.
Yaowang can really take it seriously. He punches the ninja in black now and kicks him again. No matter how many sneak attacks there are, no matter how well the ninja in black prepares himself, Yaowuan will eventually find an opportunity to take advantage of.
He also ignored the insults.
But Yaowan still underestimated the black-clothed ninja who came out from behind.
Just when Yao Yao thought he was punching and kicking the opponent until he lost his temper, a shabby person that he thought was insignificant was caught by the black-clothed ninja.
Yaowan's foot stepped on the wall, and the place where he put his center of gravity raised dust in advance. The black-clothed ninja had quick eyesight and quick hands, and stabbed the place where the dust was raised. As expected, Yaowuan was hit, and the sole of his shoe was torn apart.
, a small cut was also made on the sole of the foot.
After being injured this time, Yaowu's eyes changed, cold and angry, but also a little more serious.
"Is it possible that Yaowu in Muhan Tower is so arrogant?"
After hearing this, Yaowan laughed again, but the laughter was too cold, so cold that there was no change in his facial expression. When the laughter stopped, Yaowan's voice was still cold and he said: "You are defiant. First of all, you are defiant.
You must be human. You little brats from Dongli know what you are doing. In this case, why should I treat you as human beings?"
The merciless ridicule made the black-clothed ninja really angry. It was also the release of his cultivation, no longer hiding it.
It was also when the black-clothed ninja showed his full cultivation and released an intoxicating aura that Yaowu realized that he had really encountered an iron stubble.
Seeing the icy blue Qi enveloping the tachi in the hands of the black-clothed ninja, the sword suddenly swung, and an icy blue half-moon-shaped sword light struck Yaowu.
Yaowu's eyes were full of seriousness, and finally he faintly uttered those few words again: "Bu Ye Afterimage!"
This time, Yaowu's figure did not disappear, but was like a clone. In this dead end, including his own body, a total of seven Yaowu appeared. Each Yaowu had cold eyes and was quite aloof.
appearance.
One of them raised his foot and kicked the icy blue sword until it shattered like an ice cube and fell to the ground.
After the black-clothed ninja saw it, his exposed eyes were slightly startled at first, and then he was ecstatic.
"Yaowu of Muhanlou, you actually know the clone technique of our Dongli ninjas. You are really good at it."
Facing the compliments, Yaowu became even more disdainful and said disdainfully: "I have a lot of good things in Daye. You are just a tiny distance away from me, but your watermelons are all there."
If you can't afford it, do you think you have anything to boast about? My body technique, my sect alone, has been around for more than 800 years. Not to mention, those who are far better than me
This is the case.”
The black-clothed ninja stared at Yaowuan, looking a little confused.
"So, you, a brat from a small place, Yelang is so arrogant, you should have some sense of proportion!"
The black-clothed ninja said something Dongli said that Yaowan couldn't understand, then put the fingers of his right hand together and raised it in front of his nose and muttered for a while. What he saw behind him made Yaowan frown and be speechless.
This black-clothed ninja actually took on the form of clones, and there were so many clones that Yao Wang was greatly outshone.
In this narrow dead end, there are now seven Yaowu, fighting against more than twenty black-clothed ninjas.
Taking a pre-emptive strike, Yaowu took action first. All seven Yaowu disappeared, making up the previous method. Every time they appeared, they would definitely give the opponent a certain blow.
One Yaolu is already a headache, but seven Yaoli are really making this black-clothed ninja's teeth itch.
However, there is not much difference in abilities, but after all, the black-clothed ninja has the upper hand in terms of numbers. The swords are swung wildly, and the swords are constantly glowing. Even though Yaowu's body and skills are unparalleled, there are always things he doesn't pay attention to.
The black-clothed ninja swung his sword across, and there was bright red blood on it. This sword was a hit.
As for Yaowuan, this time, he was leaning against the wall. Yaowuan's lips were white as he was leaning against the wall. His appearance was not only due to the sword from the black-clothed ninja, but also to the minor but numerous minor injuries from before.
The blood flowed out bit by bit, and the streams converged into a sea, causing his physical strength to decline so much that he could no longer support himself.
The Yaowuan who was leaning against the wall began to become weak, and the other six Yaowuan also showed signs of fatigue in an instant. Even though these six Yaowuan's figures moved, they wanted to launch a surprise attack and kill a bloody path for the Yaowuan beside the wall, but they could not
When ninjas in black came one after another, the gap between the two fists and the four hands was instantly reflected.
The black-clothed ninjas all raised their swords with both hands. They raised the swords high and then swung them down. The ice-blue sword lights came from all directions.
Among the six fools, some were avoided, some were completely hit, and some escaped but suffered minor injuries.
Immediately, the Yaowu in the corner couldn't bear it anymore and vomited out a mouthful of black blood. After a mouthful of blood fell, the figure of Yaowu who was hit by the icy blue sword light began to become transparent, and finally disappeared completely.
When one illusion disappears, there will be a second one and a third one.
In the end, under the siege and interception of a group of black-clothed ninjas, all six Yaowu disappeared. The previously extremely arrogant master of Muhanlou Devil May Cry finally fell into the hands of the Dongli ninjas.
Yaowan leaned against the wall and smiled.
The black-clothed ninja put his fingers together again, raised them between his noses, and mumbled again. Then, with "bang bang bang" one after another, the black ninjas turned into white smoke and disappeared.
Yaowan looked at the black-clothed ninja walking slowly over and couldn't help but grin, but the black blood stained his white teeth red, which made him look quite scary.
"Your uncle, the great master of Hongmeng realm, is nothing more than this!"
When Yaowan heard these humiliating words, he couldn't help but laugh again, and then he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva on the face of the black-clothed ninja.
Seeing the angry look of the black-clothed ninja, Yao Wang laughed even more happily, and then said with a cold voice: "What kind of bullshit realm, if I were wearing my robe, you brats wouldn't even know how you died."