It can be seen that in the eyes of the ninja in white, the panic began to appear, and it became more and more intense.

Qin Buji broke his ninjutsu, which filled the heart of this Fusang ninja with fear.

A ninja who has lost his ninjutsu, is it still a ninja?

It was a blow that shattered his confidence!

It was a collapse of faith!

The damage inflicted is from the body to the mind, and it is devastating!

Bang!

Qin Buji flew out with a lightning kick and kicked the white-clothed ninja's chest fiercely, kicking him out.

The white-clothed ninja's figure took more than a dozen steps back before stopping, half-kneeling on the ground, the ninja knife stuck into the ground, and the position of the mouth on the mask was already bright red.

Obviously, this white-clothed ninja was not lightly injured.

And Qin Buer's body also had several wounds, although it was not serious, but the hot pain still made Qin Buer grin for a while.

Even if he broke the other party's ninjutsu, this white-clothed ninja was a master who was not very different from his own strength after all, and he let him be injured, and he also let himself be injured.

It's just that in comparison, the other party's injuries are more serious, and the other party's confidence has been hit by the other party.

"It's time!"

Qin Buer's mind froze, and the "Taoist Twelve Duanjin" in his body was running wildly, and the true qi in the dantian was running without reservation at this moment.

His aura surged violently at this moment.

Some grass debris on the ground, unable to withstand the pressure of this momentum, rose into the air one after another, drifting away.

"Die!"

Qin Buji let out a low snort, his right foot touched the ground, and the whole person turned into a bolt of lightning, which went straight to the white-clothed ninja.

The white-clothed ninja also knew that this moment had come to the moment of victory and defeat, and the moment of life and death.

He didn't waste any effort to use ninjutsu to deal with it, but chose to fight hard.

Because he knew that ninjutsu was useless to Qin Fuji.

Not only that, but it also depleted his own physical strength.

In that case, let's go straight to the head-to-head victory!

Victory for oneself, death for the other party, victory for the other party, death for oneself, return to the arms of the emperor, this is the best result.

Clang!

Two long knives, clashing fiercely together.

The two figures did not retreat but advanced, and the faces of the two were less than ten centimeters apart.

Qin Buer's eyes widened, his left hand clenched into a fist, and smashed towards the white-clothed ninja.

Seeing this, the white-clothed ninja had no choice but to fight back with his fists.

However, at this moment, the white-clothed ninja could no longer resist Qin Buji's punch attack.

This is a punch that Qin Buji threw out with all his strength, even if the Snow Girl is here, I am afraid that she will not dare to hit it hard.

So, this punch directly shook the white-clothed ninja out of the air, and the finger bones seemed to have been broken.

Airplanes!

Qin Buer deceived himself again, and his body was full of murderous intent, as if he was crazy, and slashed at the white-clothed ninja.

Sonor!

In this haste, the white-clothed ninja only had time to raise his long knife to block.

But this kind of hasty blocking, how can he block Qin Buer's powerful sword?

With a crisp sound, I saw the ninja knife in the hand of the white-clothed ninja, and the blade was directly split!

Qin Buer's blade even cut into his left shoulder, and the bones were visible deeply, and the blood flowed!

Poof!

Qin Buji pulled out the blade and slashed at the face of the white-clothed ninja again.

At this moment, the eyes of the ninja in white were finally full of horror.

But he had no choice but to raise his right arm to block.

Laugh at!

With a single knife, the entire arm was cut off by Qin Bu'er in blood, and the blood spurted wildly, splashing all over the ground.

"Die!"

Qin Buer's face was indifferent, he said coldly in his mouth, raised his hand and waved it again.

A bloody arrow erupted more than a meter high.

A skull, soaring into the air.

Bang!

There was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground behind him, but Qin Buer had already turned around and walked towards the priest.

If his head was cut off, the white-clothed ninja would still be able to come back to life, and Qin Buer would have no choice.

His battle is over, and he has slashed the white-clothed ninja under the sword, and he is ashamed!

When Qin Buji walked to the priest's side, the priest's battle also ended at this time.

On the ground around them, more than twenty corpses were lying.

All dressed up as a gray-clad ninja.

Seeing so many ninja corpses, Qin Buer couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It's a big deal, it seems that Fuso Iga-ryu's strength is very strong, otherwise, how could he send so many ninjas to participate in this kind of operation?

The priest sat on the ground, gasping for air.

There are also many wounds on his body, and the most serious wound is already deep in the bones.

The shape was messed up, his clothes were torn, and the blood kept flowing down, making him look extremely embarrassed.

But even so, he actually took a cigar out of his pocket, then took out a lighter and lit it.

Seeing this, Qin Buer wanted to punch him again.

At this time, don't forget to pretend to be forced, cheap # people!

Laughing helplessly, Qin Buer took out the jade bottle from his pocket, cut some priests' clothes with a katana, and began to help him with medicine!

While helping the priest with the medicine, Qin Buji cast his eyes on the battle circle in the distance.

The battle between the dumb aunt and the left-handed knife had unconsciously shifted towards the cliff by the sea.

It's on the edge of the cliff, so to speak.

After looking at it for a moment, Qin Buer couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Because, he saw the dumb aunt stepping on the gossip direction of the Nine Palaces, her palms like shuttling, following each other up and down, and changing her shadow!

It's actually a gossip serial palm.

Although she didn't have a weapon, under those gloves, with the Bagua Chain Palm, no matter how powerful the attack of the left-handed knife was, it couldn't pose the slightest threat to the dumb aunt.

On the contrary, from time to time, I have to be forced by the dumb aunt to constantly defend myself, and there are dangers.

"Shall we help?" said the priest, puffing out a puff of smoke and looking at the two men fighting in the distance.

Qin Buer shook his head and said: "It's the battle of the Broken Mirror powerhouse, we can't help, even if we go, we will only become a burden, and we will even be accidentally injured by them, and in our current state, we are just looking for death!"

The priest was convinced.

He deeply knows the horror of the Broken Mirror Strong.

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the old man he had lurked into the Qin family on that rainy night and wanted to attack.

That's really an invincible master!

The priest will never forget that night, the terrible oppression that emanated from the old man's body, and he will never forget that the old man could not move with one hand.

That kind of strength is the strength of the gods, which makes him feel insignificant like an ant looking up at the mountains.

Fortunately, he was witty at the time, otherwise, he would have become a pile of bones by now.

It was also after that time that the priest was deeply afraid of the masters above the level of breaking the mirror!

(End of chapter)

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