Li Bai stepped on the corpse of a ninja under his feet, pulled out the Four Seasons Sword, and with a slight flick, all the blood on it was spilled on the ground, turning into a few colorful places.

In the depths of the smoky forest, there was only silence, where almost half of the Iga and Koga ninja were buried, and almost all of them were injured.

Without Nakolulu's strong reinforcements, they would probably have been wiped out in today's battle.

He let out a long breath, the methods of these Fuso ninjas were simply strange and extremely tricky.

Some small magic spells that are not systematic but difficult to entangle are counted as one, some small and delicate mechanisms such as the arm crossbow and smoke jade are the second, and the third is some of the native-produced Fuso things such as the shutter mask-like gods and gods.

All the methods of the ninjas are just to kill the enemy, and the price of a few of them to deal with these ninja troops is really high.

It is worth mentioning that he seems to have a surprisingly high level of hatred in the eyes of these ninjas. Sometimes, without him deliberately trying to attract the ninja army's attack, the other party will all gather fire on him.

One of the opponents was dominated by twelve Hanzo Shadows, supplemented by dozens of Shangninja, and the lore was particularly thrilling. If Li Bai hadn't immediately resisted a wave of attacks with the power of the Four Seasons Rejuvenation, it was very likely that he would have died in the hands of these nobodies.

Generals die in a hundred battles, strong men return in ten years, and many famous people in history often capsize in the gutter.

Li Bai didn't know that in the reward given by Xu Fu, his own value alone was worth more than everyone else in the team, otherwise he would definitely be more cautious.

......

In the distance, the battle between Miyamoto Musashi and Hattori Hanzo has come to an end.

With a thunderous slash falling from the sky, the ninja sword in Hattori Hanzo's hand was broken into two pieces, and Miyamoto Musashi's blade stabbed into his chest, blood flowing.

"You lost. Miyamoto Musashi said softly, then put his sword into the sheath and turned to leave.

"You won't kill me?" Hattori Hanzo suddenly laughed wildly, blood stained his white teeth red, looking a little terrifying, "Miyamoto Musashi, do you know what I did? You don't kill me!"

Miyamoto Musashi turned his head and was silent, he didn't believe that his former friend, the arrogant Hattori Hanzo would really be willing to be Xu Fu's minions, so there was inevitably a trace of doubt in his expression.

Hattori Hanzo stared at his calm face, and suddenly sneered: "I went to your hometown before I came here, that childhood friend of yours, that girl named Atong, I have already tasted it, and after the fact...... Kill her. ”

Miyamoto Musashi's face changed suddenly, and the eyes of the boss were full of disbelief.

After a long time, he seemed to finally react to what the other party said, and his anger rose to the extreme: "Hattori Hanzo, what did you say?"

"Didn't you hear what I said?" the smile on Hattori Hanzo's face grew stronger, "Her taste is really good, white and tender, and the juice is also very full, not at all like a virgin who has no personnel." It's a pity that even before she died, she was calling your name in that little mouth. ”

Poof—

The sharp Fuso famous sword stabbed into Hattori Hanzo's body fiercely, sword after sword, sword sword sword!

"Hattori Hanzo, you damn it!" Miyamoto gritted his teeth, his eyes red as if they were bloodshot, and roared hysterically.

Hattori Hanzo suddenly laughed: "I lied to you. ”

Miyamoto was stunned.

"You ......."

"Why?"

He let go of the hilt of his sword in a daze, looking confused.

Hattori Hanzo smiled and said nothing, he tilted his head, took off his mask, revealing a slightly pale and delicate face, and said with a little weakness: "Actually, I really went to your village, but I haven't touched Atong, she is still alive...... She's a very good girl, and if I had such a confidante, maybe I wouldn't be as ungrateful as you. ”

"She is a princess of a country, but she is willing to stay in that village for you, waiting for you every day, such a good woman, I really envy you. ”

Miyamoto Musashi didn't speak, but his mind was already drawn to that woman.

Hattori Hanzo let out a sigh, and the divine light in his eyes gradually dissipated: "Go find Atong, she is already on her way to Kyoto Mansion, Xu Fu wants to accept her as a concubine, you only have one chance to make a move." ”

"Why?" Even if Miyamoto Musashi was sluggish, he could see at this time that Hattori Hanzo was clearly bent on death.

Hattori Hanzo smiled bitterly, blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his chest rose and fell violently a few times before he reluctantly said: "I said, I have a reason to do it, and dying under your sword is my best ending." ”

"Of course, if I am a superior skill, it will also be a good ending for you to die under my sword. ”

Hattori Hanzo muttered to himself, his eyes were empty, he didn't know what kind of scene he saw, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his expression gradually froze, and his heaving chest finally calmed down.

Miyamoto Musashi silently clenched his hand, and then turned around in stride, without the idea of collecting the corpse for him, as a martial artist, the violent corpse wilderness is really not a tragic ending.

He's going to Kyoto now, he's going to bring back the woman he's missed, whether it's life or death, whether it's righteousness, or even whatever his favorite kendo.

......

Yoshino Country, Fushimi Kitamura.

It was a large village, but there were very few pedestrians in broad daylight, and even if there were, they all came and went in a hurry, wearing a masked hat, revealing only a pair of eyes that occasionally reflected a scarlet hue.

When the people here saw Li Bai and his entourage of outsiders, their eyes showed an undisguised thirst for blood, but they did not do anything excessive, and seemed to be trying their best to endure it.

Zhou Yu said in a deep voice: "It's so rich in blood, this is the whole village...... Have they all been turned into blood?"

Zhuge Liang's expression was indifferent, the power of the Demon Dao was condensed, and his eyes were slightly cold: "Do you want to solve them?"

These villagers are very weak, even if they become the blood clan, they are also the weakest column, compared to ordinary soldiers, they are only weak, compared to them, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are wiped out in the snap of a finger.

"Ahem. "A samurai with a sword appeared at the entrance of the alley, he was also wearing a hat, and his strength was not very strong, but he was definitely not weak. "Guests from afar should not use their swords here, and if it is not necessary, please detour. ”

The samurai were dressed in tatters, not like the samurai equivalent of the minor aristocratic class, but like the poor ronin.

Li Bai frowned and said, "Give us a reason." ”

The samurai smiled bitterly, if it was an ordinary person, he would not have a clear perception of the strength of these visitors, but it was precisely a small samurai like him who was not weak enough to get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.

"Here, if we want not to become the food of the blood clan, there is only one way, and that is to become a blood clan, and we have no choice. ”

"Half a month ago, a Bloodclan came to the village and announced that this was his prey ground, and after we did everything we could to kill him, it wasn't long before a new Bloodclan arrived...... So this time, we chose to devour its flesh in exchange for an imperfect Bloodline body, which had limited effect, but it was enough to prevent us from becoming prey to the Bloodline. ”

"As for the bloodthirsty problem, drinking some blood from cows, sheep and pigs is enough to sustain our survival, we do not want to harm others, and we have never had such thoughts, please let this village go. ”

The samurai bowed respectfully.

In troubled times, people only want to live, even if there is only a glimmer of hope to live, even if life is worse than death. Li Bai, who had fought at the border pass, felt the same way.

Zhuge Liang lowered his head and said softly: "It turns out ...... This is the real blood disaster. ”

Li Bai was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, take a detour." ”

A group of travelers, also wearing hats, departed, and their destination was not far away, on the way to Kyoto, where Princess Atong had been taken captive.

At first, Miyamoto Musashi wanted to leave quietly alone, not even taking Takeshita with him, but he was broken by Li Bai in the middle of the night, so he had to spread out his affairs and tell everyone about it.

To be honest, after Zhuge Liang woke up, he was already able to make some arrangements for the heavenly machine that Xu Fu had covered, and their situation was no longer as dangerous as when he first arrived.

But changing the destination temporarily, for Miyamoto Musashi's own private affairs, if it is replaced by some cautious people, it may not be willing.

But what made Miyamoto Musashi very grateful was that Li Bai, Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu and Na Ke Lulu, the four friends who had not been together for a long time, actually refused to help, which made him burst into tears several times.