my goddess school flower

The courtyard of the Songyuan family is still very large. There are three-story courtyards at the front and back, and ancient wooden buildings. In the place where every inch of land is like gold in the capital of Dongying, this piece of land alone is worth billions.

The spiritual power of the two enveloped the courtyard, but they found that there was no one they knew in the courtyard. The main house where the head of the family should have lived had become an unfamiliar person.

Revealing their figures from the invisible state, the two immediately attracted the attention of other people in the courtyard. Two small but fierce Shiba Inu quickly rushed over.

However, before reaching Prince Qiao, he fell to the ground and remained motionless.

"Who are you?" A group of men in black had already gathered and surrounded the two of them in the middle.

"Who are you guys?" Junko Matsubara glanced around with raised eyebrows, her tone was very cold.

"We are Iga Zong, how did you get in?" A middle-aged man in a white coat appeared from behind the crowd.

The black-clothed thug automatically made way for the middle-aged man to step in.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was a young girl, but said, holding a samurai sword in her hand, staring at Junko Matsubara with cold eyes.

"Iga Zong? Where are the people of the Songyuan family now?" Wang Ziqiao asked, his tone was very light, but it seemed that he could penetrate a person's heart and appear directly in the souls of everyone around him.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately became serious, and blurted out: "Are you from the Songyuan family? Are you that white-haired demon?"

"White-haired devil?" Wang Ziqiao was puzzled for a moment, then sneered: "Everyone else calls me that, who are you from the Iga sect?"

"I am Iga Habarang, the steward of the outer sect of the Iga Zong. Your Excellency, do you know that people in the entire ninja world are looking for you? You have been wanted by the entire ninja? As for the Matsubara family, they have been arrested as early as three months ago. It doesn't exist anymore!" Igabaru replied.

"Father, why are you talking nonsense with him? Just catch him and hand him over to the Soul Conjurer, maybe you can get a lot of benefits!" The woman next to Iga Balang said, as if rushing towards Prince Qiao.

However, the girl was stopped by Iga Balang. He didn't want the girl to be so reckless. Prince Joe could kill nine sects, including many masters in the late sixth level and the peak sixth level. ?You can only use intimidation to see if you can scare them away.

"Where's Matsubara Zhisha?" Wang Ziqiao frowned and asked.

"Matsubara Chisa is being held at the headquarters of my Iga sect!"

"It's good that you're not dead! Where are the others?" Wang Ziqiao asked again.

"All demoted to servants!" Iga Barang replied, even he himself didn't realize that he was very cooperative with Prince Joe's answer.

"Iga Zong..." Wang Ziqiao looked at Matsubara Junko.

Matsubara Junko nodded.

The figures of the two faded away, and a gust of wind blew away the figures, and the two had disappeared.

"Such a brilliant invisibility technique, the person has already left, but the shadow is still there!" Iga Barang sighed, but soon he woke up, and said in surprise: "No, quickly inform the sect to prepare, just It is said that the white-haired demon has appeared, and it is very likely that he is heading to the sect!"

The girl next to him also froze. She is a genius of Iga Zong. The reason why her father can become the chief outsider is probably because of her. This year, she is the only one who has reached the peak of level four. Her name is Iga. Hua Zi.

She talked to herself as a genius, but she didn't realize how Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko disappeared. Until then, she suddenly felt how small she was.

Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko had already taken the wind and flew towards Iga Zong quickly.

Iga Sect and Koga Sect are very close to each other, and they are not far from Kyoto. Half an hour later, the two have arrived at the top of the mountain basin where Iga Sect is located.

From the mountain to the basin, there are rows of buildings, like a ladder, connecting to the top of the mountain.

There is also a seven-story concrete tower on the top of the mountain on both sides of the basin.

At this time, it has entered autumn, and the vegetation, flowers and plants overgrown in the mountains are lush and beautiful.

Wang Ziqiao and Matsubara Junko landed on one of the towers, looking down at the buildings below, they also showed their figures.

That powerful aura immediately attracted the attention of Iga Zong's masters, especially those of the same level.

Yihe Mingyin, the great elder of the Iga sect, soared into the sky, with white hair as white as Wang Ziqiao's. He rushed into the sky, fixed his eyes on Wang Ziqiao, and said solemnly, "Are you that white-haired devil?"

Wang Ziqiao's spiritual power is concentrated on his eyes, and his specific cultivation base can be seen through the energy fluctuations around Yihe Mingyin. His cultivation base in the middle of the seventh level is half a level higher than Wang Ziqiao's.

However, Wang Ziqiao is not only a magician at the beginning of the seventh level, but also a martial artist at the beginning of the seventh level. Combining two or two, he can completely kill the masters of the same level in seconds. Sky-filling stone.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, let's go!" Wang Ziqiao stepped on the top of the tower, and his figure disappeared, like a gust of wind, rushing towards the Yihe Mingyin floating in the sky.

Iga screamed so loudly that he didn't draw his sword, but took out a flute from his waist, put it near his mouth, and started to play.

The sound from the flute spread out, vibrating the air, forming an invisible storm, which rushed towards Prince Joe's afterimage.

"The sound is the vibration of the wind, hugging the sound against me?" Wang Ziqiao sneered, a ray of light spread out from the magic wand, and a whirlwind immediately rose in the air, as if absorbing all the sounds of the flute. Down, move towards Iga Mingyin.

Yihe Mingyin found that his melody had no effect on Wang Ziqiao at all, so he could only put away the flute, a silver light flashed, he drew his knife, and struck out a beam of true energy, the violent momentum opened up, as if turning the surrounding air into Tangible matter resisted the approach of the whirlwind, and the true essence sword flashed away, passed through the whirlwind, and rushed towards Wang Ziqiao.

"Hey, the Shadow Transformation Clone of the Wind Element!" Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly doubled, and after avoiding the opponent's true essence sword glow, both of them also drew their swords at the same time, and two rainbow-like rays of light rushed towards Yihe Mingyin past.

Yihe Mingyin could only swing the knife again, and cut out two sword lights in a row to meet Wang Ziqiao's two swords.

bang bang...

The loud noise like hitting a bronze bell continued to echo in the valley.

Although Yihe Mingyin intercepted Wang Ziqiao's sword light, it did not cause any harm to Wang Ziqiao. Wang Ziqiao had already reached him, and the two swords locked on Yihe Mingyin's upper and lower sets respectively.

The two bodies of Wang Ziqiao are comparable to the seventh level, one is the incarnation of the wind system of magic, and the other is his body.

The energy incarnation of the wind energy holds the Lan Yin Sword in his hand, which is as fast as the wind; while Wang Ziqiao's real body holds the Mo Gong Sword in his hand, which is as thick as a mountain.

when...boom...

There were two more noises.

Yihe Mingyin used the knife to resist the blue Yin sword incarnated by the energy of the wind system, and struck out a white hand shadow with his left hand, which actually caught Wang Ziqiao's ink attack sword, and successfully resisted Wang Ziqiao's attack again.