The Beginning of the Original God Became the Ninja of General Raiden

"Oh, Xiao Linghua, you have come out, as expected, you still have to use the beauty trick to be useful." Hearing the voice of Shenli Linghua.

Yae Kamiko turned her head, put her arms around her slender waist, and said to Kanli Linghua with a smile.

Kansato Linghua's body trembled slightly, she looked at Yae Kamito's smiling eyes, her heart jumped wildly.

Kansato Linghua blushed, she pushed Yae Shenzi, and said coquettishly, "Master Shenzi, please stop making trouble."

When Yae Shenzi still wanted to tease the shy god Ayaka, Yun Mo separated the two and said, "It's almost done, they are going to play."

"Okay..." Yae Shenzi suppressed the smile on his face and nodded.

Seeing that Miko-sama stopped teasing her, Kanli Linghua breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and looked directly at the ring.

On the ring, the two confront each other.

One is Beichen Yidaoliu Chiba Zhou, and the other is Tong Qianli, a young lady from the Tong family, one of the three imperial families.

The murderous aura permeated the two of them, and the surrounding air instantly became icy cold, causing the spectators to shudder.

"What do you think is Beichen's chance of winning this battle?" Yun Mo looked at Tong Qianli on the ring, a solemn light flashed in his eyes, and asked Yaeongshenzi.

"Hehe, do I still need to ask?" Yae Shenzi looked at Qianye Zhou who was confronting Tong Qianli on the ring, shook his head slightly and said, "Zero."

Yun Mo nodded, as if agreeing with Yae Shenzi's words.

"No way." Kanli Linghua was a little surprised.

Chapter 82: The Royal Road

"I don't quite understand why Tong Qianli would choose to fight to the death with other schools like this. Is there any point?" Yun Mo frowned.

Shenli Linghua sighed and said: "Actually, it is meaningful, Tianling has a general, although Kujo general will not control the other two.

But for the Yusanjia, as long as there are Kujo generals in the shogunate for a day, the Kujo family can always be the champion. "

"so?"

"That's why the Tong family chose the most dangerous path." Yae Shenzi replaced Shenli Linghua and said: "Road to the Imperial Palace.

By challenging all of Inazuma's schools, you can gain Ying's love. If you can survive under Ying's sword, then a new general will be born. "

"Isn't this the way to die? Who can survive under Thor's knife?" Yun Mo frowned and said, "What about General Yuan?"

"If Ying meets someone who can be cultivated, she will not kill her, after all, she is just a martial idiot, not a lunatic.

As for the original general?It's time to die for the battle of genres. " Yae Shenzi signaled the two to look forward: "Look, where is the little girl from the Jiutiao family? Sure enough, she was still worried, so she came to see for herself. "

Yun Mo looked longingly, and sure enough, he saw the shogun who had taken off the mask of the feathered crow - Jiujo Shaluo.

She also looked at the duel arena with a serious face, and her eyes were shining with splendor.

As the oldest school of swordsmanship below the Yusanjia, Hokushin Ichidou-ryu's current Seventh Generation is Chiba Zhou, a swordsman known as Inazuma who slays ghosts, and he is already a dying old man.

But his body is still extremely strong, and the strong aura exuded from his body is enough to make people look sideways.

But Tong Qianli, who was opposite him, gave off an incomparably bewitching feeling. She was dressed in red with a bloody saber, and there was a little asura-like bewitching imprint between her brows that made her even more charming.

Tong Qianli's eyes showed a strong taste of bloodthirsty, as if what she was holding was not a long knife, but a person's blood and soul, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Qianye Zhou said in a deep voice: "Miss Tong, there is an evil spirit living in your heart, let me kill the evil spirit in your heart today."

When Tong Qianli heard Qianye Zhou's words, she narrowed her bewitching eyes slightly, and she lightly parted her red lips and snorted coldly: "The stinky old man is pretty good at talking, let's see how I deal with you."

After all, Tong Qianli jumped up, the bloody long knife in his hand cut through the void, and slashed towards Qianye Zhou.

Chiba Zhou's face remained unchanged, holding the handle of the knife with one hand, leaning forward slightly.

Yun Mo could tell at a glance that Qianye Zhou wanted to use the sword drawing technique, but it might not be wise to use the sword drawing technique in the face of such an enemy.

Qianye Zhou stepped forward, and the sword in his hand struck Tong Qianli like lightning.

"clang!"

There was a crisp metal clanging sound, and the sound of the clash of swords was extremely ear-piercing, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent air, making one feel a terrifying coercion sweeping from the sky.

A gust of wind blew through, blowing Tong Qianli's messy hair into the air, revealing her peerless face.

Her long red hair was tied up high, and a pair of bewitching purple pupils carried a soul-stirring murderous aura, making her look like Shura.

At this moment, the red robe on Tong Qianli's body fluttered, and she was holding a knife, exuding a monstrous murderous aura from her body.

Chiba was stunned for a week, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had exhausted all his strength in the knife just now, but was blocked lightly by the other party. How could this little girl be so strong!

Tong Qianli looked at Qianye Zhou, with a sneering smile on his face: "Old man, you are nothing more than that, your reputation as a swordsman can't be deceived."

"Hmph! The old man naturally has his own abilities, you can't figure it out." Qianye Zhou shouted angrily.

A gleam shot out of Tong Qianli's eyes, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand moved suddenly, and the knife fell towards Qianye Zhou.

"Humph!"

Qianye Zhou snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and swung the knife in his hand violently.

An incomparably huge saber energy was released from the long saber, meeting the slashed saber light.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound spread throughout the duel arena, a sky-shattering explosion sounded, a dazzling light burst out, and a beautiful woman in red clothes rushed out of the light.

She held a long knife in the shape of a bloody crescent moon in her hand, with a gloomy smile on her face, and a bloodthirsty murderous look in her eyes.

An incomparably powerful aura burst out from her body, making everyone around her feel a strong sense of suffocation.

The long knife in Tong Qianli's hand was trembling in the midst of a burst of humming, and the bloody veins on the blade were flowing, making a burst of humming.

Chapter 83: Ghost Slaying

The light faded, and the aged Qianye Zhou also emerged from the smoke, but he was not as relaxed as Tong Qianli. Several wounds were cut on his body, and scarlet blood flowed from his body.

"That's right, it's better than those so-called everyone, and didn't die under my knife.

However, you are far from being my opponent, so let me send you on your way. "Tong Qianli sneered, flipped her palm, and the long knife spun in her hand.

A red afterimage flickered past Tong Qianli, and her body disappeared.

A sound of breaking through the air flashed.

Immediately, a series of red afterimages slashed towards Qianye Zhou.

Chiba was startled, he hastily waved the long knife in his hand to block one after another red afterimage.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The long knife in Qianye Zhou's hand kept waving in Qianye Zhou's hand, and the knife slashed on the afterimages one after another, bursting out a series of sparks, sparks flying around, and the sparks flying around, splashing around the dojo.

Tong Qianli's sword technique is very peculiar, her sword technique is very strange, the attack of a sword is hard to guard against, every time her attack appears behind your back unconsciously.

Moreover, her attack speed is very fast, making it impossible for people to dodge, which also makes her attacks extremely strange and very threatening.

Every time Tong Qianli slashed at Qianye Zhou, the long knife in her hand would form a bloody circle around Qianye Zhou.

The bloody circle was filled with countless sharp knife auras, rushing towards Qianye Zhou like a thousand troops.

"Huh!" Qianye Zhou looked at the dense saber energy around him, he sneered, swung the long knife in his hand, and split the bloody circle with one knife.

Chiba Zhou held a long knife in his hand and kicked his toes on the ground, as if he wanted to end the battle.

At this time, a red afterimage flashed behind him.

"Clang!" A crisp voice sounded, and the bloody long knife in Tong Qianli's hand slashed Qianye Zhou's waist.

"Hiss~~~" A bloody breath came, and Chiba Zhou felt that he had been slashed in the waist. He took a deep breath, and a burst of pain hit his whole body, causing him to groan. .

"Pfft!" Yin Hong's blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, he was not someone who would be slaughtered. He held the knife behind his back and stabbed the person who was sneaking behind him forcefully.

Qianye Zhou stood on the spot with a long knife in his hand, a trace of blood left from the corner of his mouth, and fell into the snow with a tick-tock.

Tong Qianli appeared from the void. She looked at the place where her waist was chopped off, and a ferocious and bloodthirsty sneer curled up at the corner of her mouth.

Tong Qianli's scarlet tongue licked the long knife in her hand, she looked at Qianye Zhou, a cold light flashed in her eyes, her mouth opened, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Tong Qianli grinned loudly, mad like a demon, and his red clothes shone blood-red in the sun, making him look extraordinarily coquettish and evil.

At this time, countless wounds had already been added to the two of them. Qianye Zhou, who was originally imposing like a rainbow, was already panting like a cow at this time, his face was pale and weak, and he looked very embarrassed.

But Tong Qianli was completely different. Her eyes were full of ferocity and anger, and there was a bloodthirsty and tyrannical aura in this anger. The long knife in her hand shone with a strange light.

Yun Mo frowned, this competition is not quite like a duel of genres, but more like a desperate beast fighting, and it seems that Tong Qianli did not try his best, but like a play Rat cat.

Tong Qianli slashed down towards Qianye Zhou fiercely with a single knife, the sharp saber energy slashed towards Qianye Zhou's chest like a mad dragon, with an indomitable momentum, a breath of destruction rushed towards his face Come on, let people palpitations.

Qianye Zhou's face was as gloomy as water, he was holding the long knife tightly in his hand, and the handle of the knife tightly with both hands.

Qianyezhou's eyes were fixed on Tong Qianli, who was slashing like a madman in front of him, his arm was tightly gripping the handle of the knife, and his fingernails were deeply sunk into the handle, oozing a little bright red liquid.

A sneer flashed across Tong Qianli's eyes.

"You're dead!" Tong Qianli roared, and the long knife in her hand slashed forward.

Chiba Zhou snorted coldly: "You too!"

"It's clear." Yun Mo said softly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"Oh?" Kanli Linghua looked at the two people who were fighting to the death in the duel field, and her eyes revealed a look of doubt: "Although Chiba Jianhao fell into the disadvantage, he should be able to hold on for a while, so he won't lose. So fast."

"It's useless, the long-renowned ghost-slaying swordsman didn't even show that little guy's true skills, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead." Yae Shenzi shook his head and sighed.

"Don't make a move? If this continues, this ghost-slaying swordsman will die in the hands of the younger generation." Yae Shenzi narrowed his fox-like eyes, with a playful look on his face, and a playful light in his eyes.

"What does it have to do with me? If you want to make a move, you have to make a move. It's not my turn." Yun Moman said indifferently.

"Ha ha."

……

Chiba Zhou, who was slashed by Tong Qianli on his left shoulder, took a few steps back, shaking his body a few times before stopping.

"I practiced swords at the age of eight, and at the age of 20 I was already a master of Beichen's swordsmanship. I followed the general for dozens of years and killed countless evil spirits in my life.

Qianye Zhou's blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth clean, and said proudly with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.