From one person to nine to five

Chapter 421 Ninja Tie (6)

"Martial arts is also martial arts. It is different from your ninjutsu, but it can still defeat you." Xu Fu's voice was solemn, and as he waved his golden sword, it turned into a thousand golden lights and enveloped Leng Chuan.

Leng Chuan snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared into the golden light in an instant like a phantom.

However, Xu Fu's eyes narrowed, he noticed Leng Chuan's position, and struck the void with a sharp blow.

Leng Chuan appeared again. He took a deep breath. When the ninjutsu was used in the battle, he turned into a gust of wind and flew around Xu Fu very quickly, trying to find opportunities from behind.

Xu Fu swayed slightly, Jin Ge swept across, but blocked Leng Chuan's fatal blow at the critical moment.

The duel between the two became more and more intense, and every move was exciting. It was like smoke rising from the battlefield, making people unable to extricate themselves.

"Although your ninjutsu is unique, the subtlety contained in martial arts cannot be underestimated." Xu Fu's eyes were full of respect, and he was unstoppable as he danced wildly.

Leng Chuan's cold light flashed, and he dismissed Xu Fu's praise.

He launched another fierce attack, his black blade was like a violent storm, and Xu Fu had to deal with every blow with all his strength.

The situation on the battlefield is changing, and the peak martial arts showdown is burning like a raging flame. The figures of Xu Fu and Leng Chuan intertwined in the dark night. One moment they were like meteors streaking across the sky, and the next moment they were like lightning flashes.

The clashing sound of Jin Ge and Black Blade echoed in the night sky, and every collision sparked a burst of sparks, illuminating the battlefield.

Xu Fu's golden sword dances, releasing amazing power, and the light and shadow of the sword contain the mystery of martial arts.

Leng Chuan's figure was like a shadow, sometimes traveling through the void, sometimes appearing instantly in front of Xu Fu. His attack was like a heavy rain in the dark night, airtight, trying to defeat Xu Fu's tough defense.

In an instant, he transformed into an icy cold wind and wandered around, trying to freeze Xu Fu's will.

Facing Leng Chuan's cunning offensive, Xu Fu was extremely agile. Every dodge he made was just right, and every counterattack he made was accurate.

Jin Ge danced in the dark night, and every sword and halberd showed his profound understanding of martial arts.

Lengchuan's ninjutsu became powerful again, and his figure became like smoke, as if rising into the sky in the night.

Xu Fu's perception was pushed to the extreme. He tried hard to track every shadow of Leng Chuan, sometimes dodging and sometimes counterattacking.

The night wind howled, and the battlefield was filled with the scent of the two warriors. Lengchuan's ninjutsu became increasingly elusive, and his figure disappeared and appeared like a ghost.

However, Xu Fu's eyes were still sharp, and he knew that the battle had entered a fierce stage.

Suddenly, Leng Chuan's figure swayed and turned into a black shadow and rushed towards him.

Xu Fu frowned slightly and waved his golden sword in the wind, deflecting Leng Chuan's direct attack. The distance between the two people instantly narrowed, and Jin Ge and Black Blade collided fiercely in the night sky.

A hint of cunning flashed in Leng Chuan's cold eyes, and his attack became even sharper.

Under the cover of the dark night, each of his swordsmanship was like a nighthawk stalking, attacking Xu Fu's body silently.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth and felt the chill from the black blade.

His body was like lightning, and he dodged most of the attacks, but his shoulder was still scratched by Leng Chuan's blow, and blood immediately spattered out.

"A battle between warriors inevitably involves a bloody battlefield." Leng Chuan sneered, the look of pride in his eyes getting stronger.

His black blade waved again, his gaze locked on Xu Fu's heart.

Xu Fu felt the crisis of life and death, and his body exploded with the strongest power at the critical moment.

Jin Ge thrust out into the air, forming a golden light barrier that forcibly blocked Leng Chuan's attack.

The fighting spirit of both sides became even higher, and the competition between martial arts became more intense.

Leng Chuan felt the powerful power erupting from Xu Fu, and the indifference in his eyes became deeper.

He knew that the Xu Fu in front of him was no longer the seemingly easy opponent before, but a warrior who should not be underestimated.

The sense of oppression on the battlefield reached its peak. The figures of the two warriors intertwined in the dark night, showing an ultimate balance between offense and defense.

Leng Chuan's black blade was like a poisonous snake, moving quickly through the night, trying to find Xu Fu's flaw.

Xu Fu relied on perseverance to continuously resist Leng Chuan's offensive. The Jin Ge halberd was swung more and more flexibly, and every time it was swung it was like a landslide and a tsunami, shaking the battlefield.

His eyes revealed a kind of unyielding persistence, as if he had transformed into the immortal soul of a warrior.

Leng Chuan's attacks became more and more violent, and his ninjutsu was activated again. His whole body turned into a gust of wind, rising into the sky and bypassing Xu Fu's side.

The black blade cut through the night sky and went straight to Xu Fu's vitals.

Xu Fu's heart tightened. He could feel the danger of Leng Chuan's blow.

Jin Ge swept across and turned into a golden light barrier, firmly blocking Leng Chuan's offensive. The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed, and the two forces faced off against each other. It was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"You can't escape my grasp after all." Leng Chuan's voice was cold and ruthless. His ninjutsu was sublimated again, and his figure followed him like a shadow, making him unpredictable.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth, knowing that he had to respond quickly at this time.

Jin Ge danced, and he showed more superb martial arts skills in an attempt to weaken Leng Chuan's offensive.

However, Leng Chuan's changes were like a phantom, making it difficult for Xu Fu to grasp his true location.

Suddenly, Leng Chuan's figure appeared next to Xu Fu again.

The black blade flashed and pierced Xu Fu's back. Xu Fu's eyes narrowed, and he had to use Jin Ge to react in the shortest possible time.

Jin Ge's sword flashed, and Xu Fu's figure disappeared in a flash, narrowly escaping Leng Chuan's fatal blow.

The distance between the two people instantly widened, and when they looked at each other, they could see the unyielding look in each other's eyes.

In the darkness of the night, the two warriors continued to engage in a cruel and fierce duel.

Leng Chuan's ninjutsu traveled like a phantom, sometimes appearing beside Xu Fu out of thin air, and sometimes quickly disappearing into the darkness, making it elusive.

Xu Fu faced Leng Chuan's vagaries. He remained alert and sensed every trace of Leng Chuan's breath.

Jin Ge danced, guarding in front of him like an iron wall, Xu Fu's eyes revealed his desire for victory.

Leng Chuan looked at Xu Fu calmly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He knew that Xu Fu was not an easy opponent to deal with, and he could accurately discern his ninjutsu every time.

But Leng Chuan did not flinch. On the contrary, he felt the enthusiasm of the battle.

The night wind blew, and the confrontation between the two seemed to be frozen in time.

Leng Chuan's figure was once again hidden in the darkness, turning into a wisp of cold wind. Xu Fu stared around closely, feeling the fluctuations in every inch of the air.

Suddenly, a harsh sound of wind came, and Xu Fu frowned slightly.

He felt a crisis, and the golden Changge formed a light curtain when he waved it, trying to resist the coming attack.

A black shadow instantly appeared in front of Xu Fu. Leng Chuan held a black blade and a cunning flash in his eyes. His attack was like a violent storm, attacking Xu Fu mercilessly.

Xu Fu tried his best to resist, but at this time he was too seriously injured and his whole body's energy was exhausted. It was difficult for the golden Changge to block this powerful attack.

The black blade pierced Xu Fu's chest, a sharp pain hit him, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

Xu Fu's body was shaky, and he suddenly felt weak.

Leng Chuan retracted the black blade indifferently, watching Xu Fu fall to the ground, a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

However, just when Leng Chuan thought he had a chance to win, Xu Fu's body suddenly shook, and a strong golden light emitted from his body.

The originally shaky figure actually regained its strength under the golden light.

"You are not strong enough." Xu Fu roared, the golden light on his body shining as bright as the sun.

His eyes were full of fighting spirit and unyielding determination.

Leng Chuan's pupils shrank. He didn't expect Xu Fu to be able to stand up again under such heavy trauma.

At this moment, he felt strong pressure from his opponent.

Xu Fu walked towards Lengchuan step by step, and the golden Changge drew an arc of light in the night sky.

He faced Leng Chuan again, and this time, his fighting spirit was even more intense and his momentum was even more fierce.

The two started a fierce battle again, and the collision between Jin Ge and the black blade made a deafening sound.

The night was deep and the air on the battlefield was frozen. Only the figures of the two warriors intertwined into a fierce symphony in the darkness. Leng Chuan held the black blade, and Xu Fu wielded the golden sword. The fighting spirit between the two burned more intensely in the night wind.

Leng Chuan's attack was like a tidal wave, the black blade was like a violent storm, and every knife brought a biting chill.

His figure was suddenly far away and now close, sometimes turning into an afterimage, and sometimes disappearing out of thin air, making it difficult to capture his true position.

Xu Fu looked more calm, and the golden halberd turned into a dance of golden light in his hands.

He walked non-stop, each step showing a profound martial arts realm, and his body seemed to be integrated with Jin Ge.

Under Leng Chuan's sharp offensive, Xu Fu's figure dodged as freely as flowing clouds, and the golden light drew a gorgeous arc in the dark night.

On the battlefield, golden light and black shadows intersect, and every collision sparks dazzling sparks.

Leng Chuan's black blade sometimes crossed Xu Fu's side, and sometimes went straight to his chest. The attack was unpredictable.

Xu Fu's Jin Ge is like a majestic mountain peak, standing erect and firmly blocking every attack.

During the battle, the breaths of the two people intertwined, forming an exciting warrior realm.

Lengchuan Ninjutsu turned into a shadow and suddenly disappeared from Xu Fu's sight. Xu Fu sensed changes in the surrounding airflow and knew that the other party was about to appear again.

And at the moment when he was alert, a shadow flashed past his side, and the black blade cut through the night sky like a ghost, pointing directly at Xu Fu's vitals.

Xu Fu waved his golden sword and deflected the black blade like lightning, but Leng Chuan's figure was hidden in the darkness again.

Leng Chuan's ninjutsu was unpredictable. He seemed to be an elf in the night, walking around Xu Fu.

Every time it appears, it is accompanied by a fatal attack. Xu Fu, on the other hand, relied on his sensitive perception of the battlefield to try his best to resist these waves of offensives.

Suddenly, Leng Chuan appeared again, stabbing Xu Fu's chest with his black blade.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth, and Jin Ge quickly blocked in front of him, making a hard impact sound. The two figures intertwined, Xu Fu took a few steps back, and slight beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Suddenly, Hattori Lengchuan swayed and appeared next to Xu Fu like a night wind, with a dagger already stabbed into his back.

Xu Fu seemed to have expected it. He spun his body and placed the golden sword behind his back, blocking Leng Chuan's dagger.

He turned to face Leng Chuan, with a cold light shining in his eyes, as if telling his opponent that he had already controlled everything.

Leng Chuan jumped a few steps away, forming seals with his hands. A gust of wind came, and several figures appeared and turned into phantom clones.

This is his unique ninjutsu, the clone technique, which makes him as elusive as a ghost on the battlefield.

The clones rushed towards Xu Fu at the same time, seemingly so densely packed that it was difficult to tell the authenticity.

Xu Fu was calm and composed, and the Chang Ge in his hand turned into a golden light, and when it danced, it was like a blade in a whirlwind.

He waved Chang Ge unhurriedly, and each wave carried a fierce momentum, defeating the phantom clones one by one. The golden light shone in the dark night, like stars piercing the night sky.

Seeing that the clone technique was ineffective, Leng Chuan's eyes grew colder. He danced with the dagger in his hand, and a sword energy flew out, hitting Xu Fu like lightning.

Xu Fu's cold eyes showed a touch of teasing, and the golden Changge turned into a golden whirlwind, dissolving the sword energy without a trace.

The battle gradually heated up, and every swing of the two warriors was filled with amazing power and flexibility.

Leng Chuan is flexible and quick, like a cunning fox, sometimes lurking in the darkness, sometimes quickly attacking the enemy.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, is like a solid mountain, steady and steady, and every swing contains the power to destroy the world.

Suddenly, Leng Chuan turned into a black shadow, flew up, and turned into several afterimages, attacking Xu Fu with lightning speed.

Xu Fu frowned slightly, and Chang Ge lay in front of him, forming an indestructible barrier. However, with every attack by Leng Chuan, he seemed to feel a cold air entering his body through the armor.

Leng Chuan's offensive became more and more violent, the dagger flashed in the dark night, and brought up a gust of wind as he swung it.

Xu Fu resisted steadily, his armor gradually being eroded by the cold air, but his eyes never wavered.

In an instant, Leng Chuan suddenly stopped his offensive and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

Xu Fu looked around alertly, but found nothing. Suddenly, a violent gust of wind sounded. Leng Chuan had appeared behind him, and the dagger struck at his heart like a poisonous snake.

Xu Fu shouted suddenly, Xu Fu's body spun like lightning, and the golden long sword lay in front of him, stabbing Leng Chuan's dagger.

The two intertwined, making a clear sound of metal collision, and the cold light and golden light bloomed fiercely in the night sky.

There was a look of surprise on Leng Chuan's face. He did not expect Xu Fu to react so quickly and actually resolve the fatal blow behind him.

The two distanced themselves in the dark night and looked at each other.

"Your ninjutsu and swordsmanship are both quite good." Xu Fu's voice was calm and cold, and the light in his eyes became even sharper.

Leng Chuan sneered, a trace of ridicule revealed under the black ninja mask, "You are not simple either, Xu Fu. It seems that this battle will not end easily."

The battle situation fell into silence again, but the tense air was filled with strong murderous intent.

Both warriors understood that the other party would not be easily defeated so easily.

(End of this chapter)