Dongying, Yingnan Islands, was known as Liuqiu in ancient times.

Between the ups and downs of the mountains, the cliffs are on the edge of the cliffs, and an ancient village is hidden here.

The scenery here is beautiful, it can be called a pure land, the birds are singing and the mountains are secluded, the pine forests are picturesque, the mist is like smoke, the peaks and mountains are stacked and green, and there is a waterfall hanging from the top of the high cliff, as if a silver horse is hanging high in the sky.

Just below the cliff of the waterfall, among the lush grass and trees, there are several grass and tree houses dotted among them.

"Huh, hey!"

On a quiet meadow in front of the ancient village, several children held wooden knives, slashing horizontally and vertically, with sharp knife skills, and there was a ruthlessness in their eyes that did not match their age. There was also a middle-aged man beside him who instructed them on knife skills, his face was cold, he was extremely strict, and he was prone to beating people at every turn.

On the cliff in the distance, several figures can be faintly seen flying, some of them are tied with a long rope on their bodies, hanging down, just in case, and some are completely bare hands on the eaves and walking on the wall.

Not far away, between the waterfall water curtains, a slender figure held a long knife, striking in the middle stream, and honing his knife skills against the water curtain. Her sword skills are superb, and every time she swings her knife, the water curtain will be split into a striking gap.

Woowoo......

Suddenly, a horn sounded in the ancient village.

This is the clarion call for gathering, and figures suddenly rushed out from all directions, flying towards the ancient village.

Most of them were dressed in black, and their bodies were tightly wrapped, only a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes were exposed, and there were all kinds of weapons hanging on their bodies, shurikens, kun no guns, and darts......

Ninja?

Yes, they're ninjas.

This ancient village is a ninja village, named Rakshasa, which was created by a generation of sword saints Jun Miyamoto. It is also understandable that this is a killer organization.

Inside a house, it was full of people.

Everyone seemed to be talking about something bad, the atmosphere was very depressing, and everyone was grim-faced.

"Uncle Ishikawa and Uncle Hoda actually missed and were killed, I don't believe it, they are ninja kings, and they have never missed a hand since they left the school. A girl in a goose yellow dress gritted her teeth.

The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyes like water, black hair like silk, a slender and light figure, her cheeks were crystal like jade, and her skin was white and delicate. Although her appearance is peerless, she is like a snow lotus on the 10,000-year-old iceberg, cold and cold, so that people can only watch from afar, not approach.

She held a sharp long knife, gritted her teeth in anger, the long knife trembled, and there was a terrible sound of knife roar, and blood-colored knives surged out.

Just now, she was in the middle of the waterfall curtain, she was not very old, but she learned a supernatural knife technique.

Her knife is also a treasure knife, Namura Masa, extremely sharp, known as a demon knife!

"I'm going to kill that Chinese boy and avenge the two ninja uncles!" the girl Huo Di stood up, murderous.

"yes, let's go kill him!"

"Kill him! offend my rakshasa, there is only one consequence, and that is death!"

......

For a while, the ninjas were furious.

"Be quiet, don't mess around!" said a white-bearded old man, "Even the ninja king died at the hands of that Chinese boy, how can you kill him?"

This is a very dignified old man, named Kazuo Miyamoto, a descendant of the sword saint Junichi Miyamoto, the current head of the ninja village, and also a ninja king.

Ninjas are divided into lower ninja, middle ninja, upper ninja, ninja king, and ninja saint.

Among them, the Ninja King and the Transformation Realm Martial Sect are equal, and the Ninja Saint and the Heavenly Realm Martial Saint are equal.

The Rakshasa Ninja Village is profound, and there are only three ninja kings, but two of them were killed by Ye Tian, which is a heavy blow to the Rakshasa Village.

"Grandpa, are Uncle Ishikawa and Uncle Hoda dying in vain?" the girl's eyes were rosy.

She is the granddaughter of Kazuo Miyamoto named Miyamoto Shigetsu.

Kazuo Miyamoto's face suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Of course, this revenge must be avenged, but it must be considered in the long run." The strength of the Chinese boy exceeded our estimates, and this time we made a mistake. ”

"What if he is a martial saint, we have a forbearance saint. Isn't Uncle Miyamoto in Huaguo, let Uncle Miyamoto kill him. Not only can the two ninja uncles get revenge, but they will also receive a billion dollars in honorarium!" said a young ninja.

"Yes, Kazuo Village Chief, since the deputy village chief is in Huaguo, why don't you let him kill that Huaguo kid?" said a middle-aged ninja.

"My dad is just a quasi-ninja saint, can he kill him?" Miyamoto Shigetsu frowned, and his voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself. When she asked her dad to do it, she hesitated, worried that something would happen.

Miyamoto Cang, Miyamoto Ziyue's father, is the first ninja of Rakshasa and of course the first killer, and his ninjutsu cultivation has reached the realm of quasi-saints. In the whole of Dongying, he is a ninja at the tip of the pyramid.

Everyone looked at Kazuo Miyamoto and wanted to hear his decision.

"After all, the Huaguo boy is a martial saint, and his cultivation is to reach the sky, and my son Miyamoto Cang is only a quasi-ninja saint, and I am not completely sure of him alone. Kazuo Miyamoto groaned.

"What ......?"

"Is it ......?"

"Just ......"

......

The village chief Miyamoto is protecting the calf, everyone can see it, and some people can't help but be dissatisfied.

Kazuo Miyamoto changed his words and continued: "If you add Watanabe Kazuyo, this matter can be safe! Prepare the car, I will go to the Jiuzhou Anbei family for a trip." ”

......

The dark world is boiling, and I don't know how many top killers are rushing to Wujia Town, some are acting alone, some are joining forces, some are for a billion dollar bounty, and some are simply to sharpen their killing skills.

However, they were going to fail after all, because Ye Tian did not stay in Wujia Town for a long time, rested for one night, and left the next morning to go to Kunlun Death Valley.

The sun rises in the east, the sky is clear, and the sky is cloudless.

A teenager walked out of Wujia Town and walked in the desolate and empty Gobi Desert.

This is a deserted barren land, the grass and trees do not grow, the rain does not fall, and there are huge rocks, barren hills, and soil slopes scattered on the ground, which are like tombstones as far as the eye can see, which is shocking.

When the boy passed a barren hill, a girl in purple suddenly flashed out.

The girl's cheeks are ruddy, her hair is flying, her nose is wrinkled, and her skin is crystal clear and beautiful. She was originally a cheerful girl, heroic, but now she is squirming in the face of a teenager, shy, unnatural, like a wealthy lady raised in the deep boudoir.

"Why are you here?" the boy asked.

"I'm waiting for you. The girl plucked up her courage.

"What's the matter?" the boy's voice was flat.

"I thank you for coming. Thanks to you for saving me last time. ”

"It's just a matter of hands, and you don't need to take it personally. And you've already thanked you. ”

The boy's attitude was not friendly, at least not friendly, which made the girl's face a little lost.

"This one for you. The girl suddenly handed something into the boy's hands, and then pulled her legs and ran.

It was a sachet, the boy smiled bitterly, and vaguely heard the girl's cry.

"Alas!" the young man sighed again, "everyone loves him, and he is distressed!"

In front of a tall hill, the boy stopped.

At the foot of the hill there was a stone cave, and a huge boulder the size of a house blocked the entrance to the cave.

"Come out, you're on your way. "Young and young.

Bang!

The boulder shattered, and the Golden Armor Corpse King stepped out of the cave with a beastly roar.