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

"Today, let me slay you evil ghost at the end! The name of this knife is: Slaying Ghost!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Shh!"

Qianye Zhou appeared behind Tong Qianli again, the long knife in her hand slashed fiercely, and a knife qi slashed forward, the space twisted for a while, and there was a tearing sound.

Where the saber qi passed, a gap was torn open in the surrounding air, and there was a gust of howling wind in the air.

"Slaying ghosts!" This sword skill is not a move from Beichen Yidao Style, but a sword comprehended by Qianye Zhou during dozens of years of practice.

For a long time, Chiba Zhou has been nurturing this sword, so his strength has always been far superior to other swordsmanship masters, and he has hardly lost to swordsmen other than Yusanjia.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

A series of fierce saber air burst out all around, and there were bursts of explosion sounds in the air, and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, which made people feel a little unpleasant.

Where the saber aura passed, streaks of jet-black saber aura rushed towards Qianye Zhou like black poisonous snakes.

Chapter 84: Who Shot?

The long knife in Qianye Zhou's hand spun for a while, and the sharp knife aura flashed in the long knife, and the black knife aura was like a dragon, bombarding Tong Qianli one after another.

Chiba Zhou's legs were slightly bent, his body was slightly arched, his right hand was tightly holding the handle of the knife, and his eyes were slightly closed.

The extremely sharp aura on his body became more and more intense, and sharp saber aura erupted from Qianye Zhou's body, turning into a black mist and enveloping Tong Qianli.

"Shh!"

A sound of piercing the air resounded continuously in the air, and streams of saber energy continued to slash out, leaving jet-black traces in the air.

A series of sharp sword qi slashed in the air, making harsh friction sounds, and a series of black smoke lingered in the air, forming a huge vortex of blades in the air.

This vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and finally formed a pitch-black vortex, exuding a breath of destruction.

"Boom!"

Booming sounds continued to sound on the top of the mountain, the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire air.

A series of strong saber auras continued to attack in all directions, expanding in this void.

In the air, one after another of terrifying saber energy was wantonly, and the space was cut into a crack in an instant.

Yunmo's Yan Modao also whispered slightly in this sword, as if eager to fight.

"The knife that has been kept for sixty years is so powerful?" Tong Qianli seemed a little surprised: "Then let me do something real!"

Tong Qianli put the saber back into its sheath, and said in a low voice, "Asura cuts."

"buzz"

The sound of saber groans resounded in this void, and the bloody long knife in Tong Qianli's hand burst into dazzling silver light in an instant.

Tong Qianli waved the blood-colored long knife in his hand, and the fierce saber aura was like red lightning bolts, continuously facing Qianye Zhou's saber aura.

All of a sudden, bright rays of light burst out in midair.

"Crack!" A crisp sound resounded in the air, and space cracks in the air were broken at this moment.

The two weapons collided together in this instant, and a group of dazzling black-red rays of light shot out from the air, exploding between the sky and the earth.

Both Tong Qianli and Qianye Zhou were stunned, their bodies paused, and they looked at each other with a look of surprise in their eyes.

The knife energy between the two of them collided with each other, and deafening roars erupted, and black cracks were torn out of the air.

"Bang!" A loud sound echoed in the air, and the blood-colored saber energy surged towards Qianye Zhou like raging waves, submerging his body.

Tong Qianli's figure disappeared in place at this moment, and reappeared in front of Qianye Zhou at the next moment, and the long knife in her hand slashed out again.

A series of fierce saber aura swept towards Qianye Zhou. These saber auras twisted and changed continuously in the air, forming blood-colored lotus flowers, which crazily attacked Qianye Zhou, and the air was covered by the sword Shredded.

"What a weird sword technique!" Yun Mo's eyes were filled with surprise. He could tell that Tong Qianli was using the secret sword technique from the general period. Wherever the sword qi went, the space was torn apart.

There was a sharp cold light in Qianye Zhou's eyes, and the knife in his hand spun wildly at this moment.

There were streams of fierce energy gathered around him, and these energy were like substance, and they rushed towards the black saber energy.

"Boom!" A violent roar sounded.

The fierce saber aura and the saber aura collided continuously at this moment, and dazzling sparks were emitted between the two, like fireworks blooming, blooming in this void.

At this moment, Qianye Zhou's body trembled, feeling the approach of death, the red figure behind him trembled suddenly, and the red saber energy on his body also suddenly increased.

"Pfft!"

Chiba Zhou Zhou spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, and a cloud of jet-black smoke erupted from his body.

Chiba Zhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes. He looked at a deep wound on his chest.

"You lost." Tong Qianli laughed and walked over with a knife in his hand. The blood-colored knife reflected the breath of death under the sun, which made people stop.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing this, the disciples of Beichen Yidao School screamed in surprise. They also did not expect that Qianye Zhou, who is the seventh generation of Beichen Yidao Liu and known as the ghost-slaying swordsman, would lose to the younger generation.

They wanted to rush up to rescue Qianye Zhou, but they were stopped by Qianye Zhou.

"Stop! Don't dishonor Beichen's reputation of one sword style!"

Qianye Zhou knew that it would be of no avail for them to rush up. No one in the gym was a match for the blood-clothed woman in front of him.

"I didn't expect that this old man has galloped on the battlefield for decades, and he lost to you today." Qianye Zhou Ban knelt on the ground, with a look of harakiri waiting for a mistake: "Do it!"

Yun Mo frowned, and he looked at Yae Shenzi at the side, only to find that she was indifferent, as if she was indifferent to this.

Ayaka Kamisato beside him and Sara Kujo in the distance did move, and both of them put their hands on the handle of the knife.

Yun Mo held down Shenli Linghua, and Shenli Linghua looked at Yunmo suspiciously, not understanding why he suddenly stopped her.

Yun Mo shook his head, and Shenli Linghua had no choice but to stop.

Tong Qianli raised his long knife, and most of the people covered their eyes, unable to bear to look directly at the pitiful appearance of the old swordsman with his decapitated body.

The bloody long knife swung down heavily, and the timid people started to scream, and not many people dared to face this scene squarely.

Suddenly, the sound of metal clanging rang through the ears, and Tong Qianli's long knife paused slightly. At this stall, a black figure rushed to the duel field, dragging Qianye Zhou away from the death scythe.

"General Jiutiao? Why did you come to stop the deathmatch?" Tong Qianli narrowed his eyes and looked at the black figure in front of him. It was the only general in the shogunate, the person who commanded the heavenly leader, Jiutiao Shaluo.

"I don't care about the genre deathmatch, but if you want to kill an honored veteran of the shogunate, you have to see if I agree with the knife in my hand." Jiutiao Shaluo stared at Tong Qianli coldly, and drew out his long knife.

The murderous aura was lost on this young general, and her robes fluttered automatically without wind, just like a god of war.

"Hehehe." Tong Qianli smiled evilly, but she did not make a move but put away the long knife: "You still have to save this big meal for the last, so he is lucky."

Tong Qianli walked down the duel arena with a long knife on his shoulder. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Yae Shenzi who had his eyes closed and Yun Mo who was whispering to Shenli Linghua.

Chiba Zhou, who survived the catastrophe, seemed to have not reacted yet, panting heavily on the ground, but Jiujo Shaluo found an interesting thing on the ground.

An exquisite kunai, a hidden weapon exclusively for ninjas.

Chapter 85: Meeting Shura Field Again

"Let's go, there's nothing to watch." Yunmo pulled Shenli Linghua to the outside of the dojo, Yae Shenzi followed behind with a sly look on his face.

"Aren't you going to make a move? Why didn't you hold back?" Yae Shenzi said to Yun Mo jokingly.

"I didn't make a move, I don't know anything." Yun Mo said guiltily, he didn't want to bear the infamy of destroying genre deathmatch.

"Still pretending." Yae Shenzi glared at Yun Mo fiercely with her big beautiful eyes.

"Oh, Lord Shenzi, let's go, I'm so hungry, let's find something to eat first, I've eaten some dumpling since I came back, and my body can't stand it anymore." Yun Mo said prevaricationly.

"Really?" Kanli Linghua looked at Yun Mo with concern, and asked, "Are you really hungry? Then let's find something to eat first."

Yae Kamiko rubbed Kansato Ayaka's head innocently, and said, "He's lying to you, it's so easy to believe his words, what are you going to do in the future."

Shenli Linghua blushed, lowered her head, looking ashamed.

Just as the three of them were about to leave Beiben Gymnasium, a cold voice stopped them.

"Mr. Yunmo, Lord Shenzi, Miss Shenli, please stay."

Yun Mo raised his head and saw Jiutiao Shaluo walking towards the three of them, holding a delicate Kunai in her hand.

"Thank you Yunmo-jun for your help, this is yours, please take it back." Jiutiao Shaluo smiled and handed the exquisite Kunai in front of Yunmo.

A pair of big watery eyes stared at Yun Mo, and Yun Mo couldn't help but think of a word, full of electricity.

This is definitely intentional.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Yun Mo's face, and he said in his heart: General Jiu Tiao, why don't you know how to read the atmosphere, I don't want to admit that I stopped the genre deathmatch.

"It's just a little effort..." Yun Mo shyly withdrew Kunai.

Yae Shenzi on one side couldn't hold back her laughter. Seeing Yun Mo's embarrassment, she was in a very cheerful mood. As long as she could persecute her disobedient and bad apprentice, she would be in a good mood.

"I heard that Mr. Yunmo went to Bayun Island to solve the problem of worshiping gods on the island. I am very grateful."

Kujo Sara said with a smile, her pretty face was full of smiles, but at random she sighed softly and said: "I envy Miss Kamisato, you have such a subordinate to take care of your worries.

But it's a pity that Mr. Yunmo has such outstanding talent to let him be in charge of the celebration, why not let him come to my heaven to carry it out. "

"Hehe." Kamisato Ayaka said with a half-smile: "The celebration is also very important. The recent New Year's festival needs manpower very much. I also want to ask General Kujo for manpower."

Watching the exchange of words between the two beauties, Yun Mo once again felt the arrival of the Shura field.

"Persuasion, Lord Shenzi?" Yun Mo glanced at Yae Shenzi who was watching the fun.

Yae Shenzi approached Yunmo and said in a low voice: "I can't help you, I wish I could be blessed."

"Ah~" Yun Mo sighed sadly.

"Thank you, General Jiutiao, for your attention, but I think that I am not capable enough to do the work that Tianling pursues, so I am sorry." Yun Mo smiled dryly, with a smile on his face, but this smile seemed a little stiff .

When Jiutiao Shaluo heard the words, a look of loneliness appeared on her face, and she said quietly: "If this is the case, then I have no choice but to give up."

"Hmph." Like a fighting cock that has defeated the opponent, Shenli Linghua held her head proudly, protecting Yunmo, the precious prize of war, behind her.

Shen Li Linghua smiled softly at Yun Mo, and a faint fragrance penetrated into Yun Mo's nasal cavity, making Yun Mo's heart inexplicably rippling, this feeling is quite strange.

"Let's take our leave first, goodbye."