At this speed, Shen Zhong walked for two hours, without hurrying or slowing, his heart rate was calm, and his breath was calm.

As if he was looking for somewhere, he would stop for more than ten seconds every ten minutes, observe, and then lift his foot to the next place.

In the end, I almost walked to the outskirts of the city, and finally found an abandoned and unfinished building with no one, and Shen Chong walked in without hesitation.

The strange thing is that there is another person in the building, I don't know when he was standing there.

Of course, Shen Chong knew that it was this stranger who dragged him here, and not everyone could easily take Shen Chong to any place, just because the aura on this person was a little familiar.

"Hello. ”

It's a very standard Mandarin, but when he opened his mouth solemnly, he directly judged that he was from Dongying, and then confirmed that he should be related to the person who used the Imperial Soul Sword in the last assassination, and then, his expression was a little colder.

If the man on the other side had even the slightest performance from now on to make Shen Chong have murderous intent, he would not hesitate to keep this person in this place forever.

Seeing that Shen Zhong didn't mean to respond, the man didn't care, and then inexplicably introduced Shen Chong: "The Iga Shang Ninja Hattori family has a history of six hundred years in Toei, and it is one of the earliest ninja families in Toei, but unfortunately the glory of the first three generations has declined like a meteor.

Speaking of fate, we regard Hattori Hanzo Masanari, who is regarded as the god of ninjas, is a native of Heguo, and two thousand years ago during the Wu period from Heguo to settle in Dongying, counting, we can be said to be half of Heguo.

Just like the martial arts of Heguo, since the end of the era of cold weapons, ninjas and samurai have gradually disappeared behind the scenes, no longer in the hall of elegance, but this does not mean that they have completely withdrawn from the stage of history.

Thirty years ago, the Hattori family obtained the Fudu Imperial Soul from the Chiba family, which was one of the five great swords in the legend of Heguo, along with the Grass Shaving Sword, the Ten Grip Sword, the Oni Cut, and the Spider Cut. ”

"That's right, that's it. The man looked at the two-meter-long Imperial Soul Divine Sword that Shen Zhong had pulled out of nowhere, and he was not surprised at all, he should have this kind of ability.

There was a kind of fascination in his eyes, as if he was admiring one of the most precious and perfect works of art in the world.

"The ninja family has been leaderless for a long time, and the Soul Sword is an important tool of the Hattori family, and from another point of view, it is also an important belief of the Japanese. The man reluctantly looked away from the soul and placed it on Shen Chong.

Shen Zheng did not answer.

The man continued, "If you are willing to raise your hand, the Hattori family can agree to three conditions. ”

The two-hundred-seventy-centimeter-long Imperial Soul Divine Sword is wrapped in a simple and self-contained scabbard, and if it is not unsheathed, it means that things have not yet reached the final step.

"It's been so long that you have to kill people for others to get a chance of survival, and what are you talking about being brilliant again? ”

The man smiled helplessly, and it could be regarded as admitting Shen Zheng's statement, "In the past hundred years, the martial arts of Heguo have flourished, and three years ago, a young man in his twenties crossed to Dongying and defeated the younger generation of the three Shangnin families in Iga, and even their patriarchs Fujibayashi Masao and Baiji Guancang were defeated by that person's seven moves, and in the end, it was Hattori Hanzo Masakazu who came forward to calm down the incident.

Heguo's martial arts have been brilliant for thousands of years, and if Dongying doesn't work hard, I'm afraid it will be wiped out by you again in another twenty years. ”

He sighed, slightly bitter, "Over the years, people have been crossing east, and they are getting younger and younger, and they seem to have used Dongying martial arts as a whetstone... But that's okay, the Mikami family, which has been divided for hundreds of years, has finally begun to show signs of unity, but it is an overnight matter where to divide and merge. ”

He revealed these family secrets to Shen Chonghe as usual, and as for the assassination of his people a few months ago, he did not say a word.

Shen Zhong put the tip of the sword on the ground, and looked at the distance and was ethereal, "I went to Dongying once two years ago, and many people came to greet me on the second day of landing on the island, in order to show my sincerity, I can't hide it, I can only communicate with them warmly, and about two or three hundred people died." ”

In four years, their missions have spread all over the world.

"Tell me, who are you working for, is it your government, or is it the Yamaguchi-gumi who are already in decline? Of course, if you have fallen so far as to go abroad, I don't mind clearing the door for your Dongying Martial Arts. ”

The man paused for a moment, is it necessary for you to say such a high-sounding reason?

Shook his head silently, the words he said just now were just some inconsequential things, if he really wanted to say the mastermind behind it, not to mention whether he could leave from here, even if he left, I am afraid that he would be intercepted and killed halfway without even seeing the country, and the disaster that followed would be the destruction of the family!

A smile gave people a cold feeling at the corner of Shen Chong's mouth, and his right hand held the junction between the scabbard and the hilt, and his thumb flicked slightly.

"Zheng~~"

A clear and melodious voice sounded, accompanied by a dazzling brilliance, which made the man's eyes squint. The blade of the sword that was two hundred and twenty-four centimeters long brought a hint of icy coldness, and the temperature around it was cold.

The man looked obsessively at the Imperial Soul who was full of demonic aura and muttered, "When the Imperial Soul is unsheathed, it will drink blood... Your Excellency, how about I save my own arm, and you spare my life?"

Shen Zhong held the sword in his right hand, flicked his left hand on the blade, the sound was no longer pleasant, and the short and suppressed voice dissipated less than ten centimeters away from the sword body, the man could not hear it, but his heart was inexplicably shocked, like pressing a stone on his heart, and it was difficult to breathe.

"The Shangnin family only succumbs to power, but they all claim to be loyal to their employers, and I'm a little surprised that you're so afraid of death. His heavy eyes were still on the sword, and his tone was flat.

The man shrugged his shoulders without embarrassment, "I don't think there is a contradiction between the two, besides, my ambition has not been rewarded, so it is not worth dying like this." ”

Shen Zhong finally turned his head over, and the smile on his face became two points thicker, "You say that, there are two points of truth, the difference between ninja and samurai, it is really obvious." ”

"I ordered me not to accept you, and you can keep your hand for yourself, do you know why?"

The man was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Because of me, it's still useful to you." ”

"Clever. ”

Shen Zhong threw the Imperial Soul casually, and actually threw this powerful divine sword directly to this stranger, and the person was not surprised, accurately caught the hilt of the Imperial Soul Sword, and then bowed to Shen Chong: "It's an honor to serve you, Your Excellency the Honorable King!"

As soon as the words fell, a sudden change occurred, and two ripples appeared out of thin air on the left and right sides of the heavy air, and before they could spread, two black figures manifested from the ripples and fled from two directions.

The man sneered, tapped his right foot, and pursued one of them, two points faster than the fleeing man in black.

"Hattori Danzong, you dare to betray the family!" the man roared angrily, of course, in Dongying dialect, but Shen Zhong also understood.

Hattori Danzong smiled and said: "No, I didn't betray the family, Hattori Fujilin is a hundred lands, it won't take long to be truly unified, I am fighting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the family, with his support, our Hattori family will definitely reappear the glory of six hundred years ago!"

Before anyone could reach it, the sword was in the direction, and the clear voice pierced the sky, stopping abruptly, and the man in black rushed forward, his eyes widened and he fell to the ground. A tiny line of blood on his neck, invisible to the naked eye, slowly formed five or six seconds after he lost his breath.

When he turned around, Shen Zhong was still in place, while the other man in black had already run out dozens of meters away. Hattori Danzong's heart tightened, he didn't say hello to Shen Chong, and chased after him with his sword.

At this speed, even if he catches up with the man in black, I'm afraid he will already run on the road outside, Hattori Danzong is a little anxious, he thinks Shen Zhong will make a move.

This man in black was much smarter, he didn't say anything when he mentioned it, and fled directly to a crowded place outside, as long as he went out, Hattori Danzong naturally didn't dare to openly commit murder under the noses of outsiders.

Soon, the man in black remembered, after the overgrown bend in front of him, he could see an asphalt road in front of him, it was the hope of life! He concentrated, just now Hattori Danmune went to chase after another person, and the mysterious and powerful man had been standing there without moving, he firmly believed that he had a ninety-nine percent chance of escaping death.

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