At nightfall, an ocean-going luxury cruise ship slowly left the port of Paris. ［>

The luxury cruise ship, loaded with thousands of tourists, began its journey to the East.

And when the cruise ship went out on the high seas, four ghostly black shadows emerged from the bottom of the ship and quickly boarded the cruise ship.

No one knew that there were four uninvited guests on the cruise ship. The cruise ship is a lively scene of singing and dancing, and the bar in the cabin is punctuated with jubilant sounds and deafening music.

This cruise ship is huge, big enough to rival the Titanic in that movie. On the deck, there is a swimming pool, and in the pool, there are several Western beauties playing.

By the pool, some **, not a crisp whistle.

In a luxurious room with a separate deck and a view of the sea, a gloomy and sickly pale Western middle-aged man was sitting comfortably on the sofa, leaning back against the soft backrest, holding a goblet with a dark red liquid in his hand, and closing his eyes lightly, as if he was savoring something.

Suddenly, this middle-aged Western man with a gloomy aura opened his eyes, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes. Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!" The middle-aged man from the West didn't get up, and then said lightly, the look of disdain on his face flashed.

The door opened, but no footsteps could be heard. A man in black walked in quietly and closed the door casually. The man walked silently, as if he was "floating", and walked towards the middle-aged man in the West.

Middle-aged people in the West don't seem to like light, and there is only a dim wall lamp in the room. Under the dim light, I saw that the man in black who came in was a middle-aged man with gray hair.

This middle-aged man is not tall, but he has a kind of fierce atmosphere, and his appearance is not outstanding, but he has the face of an oriental. Ordinary face, about walking down the street, absolutely no one will look at him too much.

It is unusual for such an ordinary and ordinary person to appear on such a luxury cruise ship and in the room of a Westerner.

"Mr. Kato, you're very punctual!" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

The man in black named Kato walked to a sofa opposite the middle-aged man in the West and sat down slowly, his waist straight and his face expressionless.

"Your Excellency Adrian, we in the Japanese ninja world are very sincere, why are you so slow to reply to us?" Kato's tone was a little displeased.

Adrian said slowly: "Our master, the Blood Emperor, is very suspicious of your strength, so he sent me to visit you to see if you are qualified to cooperate with us." ”

Adrian, the prince of the blood clan, had an arrogant attitude, but it made Kato on the other side very unhappy.

"What do you mean by that?" Kato said coldly, holding back his anger, staring at Adrian.

These two guys, one pretends to be high, and the other thinks they are the best people in the world, and they are superior everywhere, and at the beginning, the words of these two people were already full of gunpowder.

"Our meaning is already very clear, what kind of master of yours, as long as he can defeat me, he can cooperate with us and deal with the ancient martial arts world together, if your lord is defeated by me, then why should we cooperate with a garbage force?" Adrian did not hide his disdain for the Japanese ninja world.

"You ......" Na Kato couldn't help but feel angry, his face flushed, "Very good, very good, dare to challenge our lord, don't regret it then, hum." ”

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Kato immediately stood up and left angrily.

"Quite a temper. Adrian continued to enjoy the dark red liquid in his hand as if nothing had happened. I don't know if it's the blood's favorite blood, or if it's really wine.

The Japanese ninja world and the Western blood clan seem to have joined forces. However, there are two supreme men, Marcus and William, in the West, while Japanese ninjas do not seem to have any comparable figures.

If one party is too weak and one side is too strong, then there is no need to join forces.

Like a ghost, Nakato walked down the corridor of the cruise ship's guest room, and soon stopped outside the door of one of the guest rooms, then opened the door and walked in.

The moment he stepped into the room, Kato's expression changed, his eyes suddenly became fierce, he slowly closed the door, and walked in carefully.

This ninja who doesn't know how many people he has killed is extremely familiar with the smell of blood, and there is a vague smell of blood wafting in the room.

Suddenly, without warning, a palm slammed into Kato's temple. There is no rumor, and there is no fluctuation of vitality.

"Brush!" Kato suddenly disappeared at the last moment. The palm of the hand struck into the air, and a figure appeared in the room.

The man was hooded, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, but now there was a hint of surprise. The man suddenly made a move, and his hair was not black, nor white, but silver.

"Ninjutsu?" The silver-haired man was taken aback, and Kato seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, which was very weird. But in the room, there were five or six people dressed in black like Kato.

"Whoosh!" A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded behind the silver-haired man, and a cold light slashed through the void like a bolt of lightning, slashing towards the silver-haired man's head.

"Huh?" The silver-haired man's eyes burst into light, and a vast and domineering vitality fluctuation suddenly surged out of his body, and he didn't turn back, even if he turned back, it was already too late.

Although he didn't turn back, his right hand had five fingers and one finger, and his backhand was raised back, and the sharp claws shot out, piercing through the void, and instantly collided with the cold light that cleaved down behind him.

"Bang!" The claw force shattered the withering and decaying, directly shattering the cold light, and at the same time, the silver-haired man turned around like lightning, and his left hand followed by his right claw.

Faintly, a dragon roar sounded from the room, and with a "huh!", a black cloth floated down from the air. A dark shadow appeared and disappeared.

These few blows, as fast as lightning, the claw skills of the masked silver-haired man were so good that he ripped off a piece of Kato's clothes. Sharp claws and strong travertine stones pierce gold.

"How can this be!" A look of annoyance appeared in the silver-haired man's eyes, and the huge spiritual power immediately spread, sensing everything in the entire room.

This silver-haired man doesn't seem to be an innate martial artist, if he is an innate martial artist, his spiritual power has transformed into a divine thought, and he has penetrated from the Mud Pill Palace, then Kato's ninjutsu, no matter how clever he is, he will have nothing to hide.

Spiritual power, can only roughly feel all the dynamics around him.

"Whew!", another cold light rushed up from the floor and rolled towards the silver-haired man's legs. This cold light suddenly appeared, quickly and suddenly, but it startled the silver-haired man.

"Die!" The silver-haired man ignored the brilliant cold light, and stepped out directly, and the sharp cold light was immediately shattered.

"Boom!" The silver-haired man's kick, after shattering the cold light, stepped directly on the floor, and the fierce leg strength suddenly made the entire room tremble.

"Hiding on the floor, I'll kill you with a kick!" The silver-haired man was very disdainful of ninjutsu, so even with Nakato, the silver-haired man didn't pay attention to it.

"Who the hell are you, and why are you the one who wants to kill me. A fluctuating voice sounded in the room, but the words were eerie and terrifying.

"I'm your ancestor! Damn, the ancestors of garbage are also garbage, damn, I still won't be your ancestor anymore. The silver-haired laughed and cursed, but he didn't dare to slack off, he found that this ninja's ninjutsu was indeed good, and he couldn't even sense where this person was hiding.

The silver-haired man swept his eyes like lightning, and everything in the entire room was under his eyes.

He knew that the biggest taboo in dealing with ninjas was to be impetuous, so his mind gradually escaped into the realm of emptiness, his heart was like water, and the fluctuations of his body's surging vitality were also weakened by half.

There is no joy or sorrow, and the spiritual platform is empty!

"Look for death!" A sharp and terrible scream sounded, and an alarm suddenly appeared in the silver-haired heart, and the black shadow on the left flickered, and the black-clothed ninja flew out of the hazy darkness like a ghost, and a cold and shining Japanese sword in his hand slashed towards the silver-haired man like lightning.

The blade broke through the air, making a sharp and piercing sound, and the sword qi was surging. The power of this black guy with a knife seems to be not to be underestimated.

The silver-haired man's energy spread all over his body at this time, his hands were faintly shrouded in a layer of gold, his right hand drew a semicircle, and the palm knife slashed straight towards the black-clothed ninja, and in an instant, the golden mangs were in the air, and the sword qi surged. The golden sword surged out from the palm of the silver-haired man's hand, swept over, and swept away the Japanese sword that had been chopped over, and the sword qi could reach it, and it actually cut the black-clothed ninja in two.

"Hey, is it real?" When the sword struck the ninja, the silver-haired man knew that it wasn't the real thing.

Sure enough, the silver-haired man suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and two wooden stakes fell from the sky. It was too late, it was too soon, and the silver-haired man suddenly turned around, and a claw shadow grabbed straight backwards like a wild dragon.

The vitality fluctuated like a mountain, and the claw strength was extremely strong, piercing the air, and the sound of breaking the sky was like thousands of horses galloping, "Ding!", a black figure was pulled out by the golden dragon-shaped claw shadow.

The claw force collided with the long knife, and there was a metallic crashing sound.

"It's Shangnin, it seems that I'm lucky!" The silver-haired man looked at the black-clothed ninja in front of him, and a tragic evil aura suddenly spread across his body.

The black-clothed ninja Kato, holding a knife in both hands, the tip of the snow-white long knife pointed obliquely at the ground, staring at the silver-haired man with burning eyes, and then his body suddenly turned three hundred and sixty degrees to the left, the knife moved with him, and the blade perfectly drew an arc in the air, slashing straight in front of him.

This knife was extremely fast, clean and neat, the knife qi surged out, and before the knife momentum reached its peak, all the furnishings in the room were shattered by the knife wind, all of them turned into pieces, and shot out in all directions.