The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 364 Brother Xishan
"How is it possible, how can you find me?"

The old warrior was short of breath, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again. Looking at the place filled with dust, his eyes showed disbelief, and he roared loudly.

He just used the cover of the dust to display ninjutsu and hid himself, in order to avoid the half of the blade that was coming quickly.

However, no matter what, he never thought that his ninjutsu, the ninjutsu he cared about, would be seen through by Lin Yang at a glance, and he was punched hard on the chest by Lin Yang, making his internal organs The device was destroyed in an instant.

Even if he didn't die at this moment, it was because he was very unwilling, holding on to his last breath, wanting to know what went wrong with him.

"Dead people don't need to know."

Lin Yang's cold voice came from the dusty place.

Then I saw Lin Yang walking slowly, with an indifferent face, stepping out from the dust, standing in front of the old warrior, looking down.

"you……"

When the old warrior heard Lin Yang's words, his face changed suddenly.

But at this moment, Lin Yang raised his left hand holding the poisonous dagger suddenly, stepped forward, his body flickered, and his whole body was like a gust of wind, blowing past the old warrior in an instant.

Immediately, blood spurted from the old warrior's neck, causing him to stare, and fell to the ground directly, suffocating his breath.

"hiss……"

Seeing this scene, many people around were startled again.

One person came out, and Lin Yang beheaded one person. This kind of strength, such ruthlessness, was unique in a young man.

However, in the hearts of those Chinese tourists, after being shocked, they felt refreshed. They all remembered the shame of a hundred years ago. Even if Lin Yang killed hundreds of people today, it was not enough to make up for the scars of a hundred years ago.

"After watching for so long, don't you plan to do it?"

The poisonous dagger in his hand was dripping with black poisonous blood. Lin Yang slowly raised his head and looked over the roof of the Iga Shrine. A cold voice spread out from his mouth.

As soon as the words fell, everyone around was a little dazed, and also raised their heads, looking towards the roof of Iga Shrine.

However, they didn't see any figure on the roof of the shrine. They couldn't help being a little surprised, and looked at Lin Yang again with doubts in their eyes.

They felt, could it be that Lin Yang was dazzled?
However, Lin Yang's expression remained unchanged, he raised his head slightly, stared at the roof of the Iga Shrine, sneered at the corners of his mouth, and shone with coldness in his eyes.

"You were able to discover us, little evil animal. Your strength is not bad, but you shouldn't kill the people of Iga Shrine. Although they are only the spokespersons of my Iga Shrine, it is not you who can Beheaded."

On the roof of the Iga Shrine, which was empty at first, the air suddenly thickened a moment later, and two figures with samurai swords in their arms gradually appeared, standing proudly on the roof of the Iga Shrine.

Both of them are middle-aged, and they look similar, with a bit of twin taste.

The moment the figure appeared, there were countless exclamations from all around, and many people were stunned.

I have never seen someone who can appear out of thin air like traveling through time and space.

One of them, after showing his figure, turned his eyes slightly and looked down at Lin Yang. Although his voice was flat, it was very contemptuous.

Even if Lin Yang had just beheaded the old warrior with peak dark energy, in their view, there was no fuss. With the ninja strength of the two of them in the early stage of transformation, killing Lin Yang was only a matter of minutes.

After all, Huajin and Anjin are two absolutely different stages of cultivation. One early stage of Huajin can crush hundreds of peak Anjin, which is completely different.

If they were allowed to take action, they felt that it would definitely take less time to kill the old warrior than Lin Yang.

"Nishiyama Jiro, what are you talking about, let me, Nishiyama Taro, take it down and send it to the palace lord, so that the palace lord can punish him."

Another middle-aged man who called himself Taro Nishiyama, who was obviously impatient, waved his hand and said proudly.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he tapped his toes on the roof of the Iga Jingu Palace, and his whole body turned into a swooping tiger, flying down from the roof and rushing towards Lin Yang.

Moreover, when the person was in the air, he directly pulled out the samurai sword in his hand. The moment the scabbard was separated from the blade, it was thrown out by Taro Nishiyama and shot straight at Lin Yang.

call out!
The scabbard pierced the sky, and it was in a hurry, and it appeared in front of Lin Yang in an instant with the sound of a whistle piercing through the sky.

Lin Yang's figure flickered, and he appeared in another direction, directly getting out of the way of the sharp scabbard.

But what he saw was that the black scabbard, made of steel, pierced through the space where Lin Yang was standing just now at a terrifying speed, without a single pause, and ruthlessly hit the ground.

boom!
The scabbard was inserted into the ground and submerged more than two feet. The huge impact force directly shattered five floor tiles, causing the shattered tiles to turn into crumbs, like bullets fired rapidly, flying in all directions, bringing With the whistle of the piercing sound, he shot away.

And there are a lot of cracks like spider webs, spreading rapidly from the place where the scabbard was inserted, on the square, on countless floor tiles, it looks extremely terrifying and amazing.

"Yes, with a bit of ability, I even escaped my scabbard, but, next, lie down.

Slash through the air! "

Taro Nishiyama, who was flying down the sky, saw that the scabbard thrown out did not have the slightest effect, and he was not surprised. It seemed that he himself did not think about killing with one blow.

Then, with a hook on the corner of his mouth, he let out a cruel grin.

He clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and in the middle of the volley, he raised the samurai sword high, towards Lin Yang, and chopped it down from top to bottom.

brush!
The light of the sword was cold, and at the moment when it was cut down, a three-foot sword glow shot out from the top of the katana, towards Lin Yang's position, pierced the sky, and chopped down directly.

"Well!"

Seeing this scene, many people around could not help but let out an exclamation, and then quickly covered their mouths, but it was difficult to hide the shocked and unbelievable look in their eyes.

They are all ordinary people, when have they seen Daomang.

Even if you have seen it, you will only see the special effects of the sword glow on TV, in movies, and in anime.

But now, it is a real sword glow, happening and appearing in front of their eyes, and there is no doubt that this is a sword glow that can kill people, and it is not the same as special effects.

"Is it strength?"

Looking at the falling blade light, Lin Yang murmured.

There are not a few Huajin Grandmasters who died at his hands.

What's more, his current cultivation base has reached the middle stage of transforming energy, and his kung fu is a heaven-defying star-making magic skill, which is not comparable to the early stage of martial arts.

It can be said that there is no opponent in Huajin.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals in the starry sky, there is no one under Heaven who is his opponent.

The two Japanese in front of them are in the early stages of their transformation. At this moment, they are purely looking for death if they attack him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he lightly clenched his right hand, and his body swung up, turning into a sky-defying afterimage, heading directly towards the slashing blade light.

"broken!"

With a soft drink in his mouth, Lin Yang's right fist slammed out.

(End of this chapter)