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One after another, the silent figures silently stared below, the cold blade in their hands was still shining with cold light, and their eyes were silent and cold.

Far away from the shattering ring, Tuan Zang looked ahead with a gloomy face, a smooth crack had been cut in the placket of his chest, and a trace of cold sharp qi seemed to sting his chest, which made his heart surge with anger.

The fact that the samurai, who had always been in an inferior position in his eyes, almost hurt him, made him feel humiliated and angry.

At this time, Tokugawa Shuto on the other side looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression, and in his memory, this was the first time his father really made a move, and he had never seen such a violent destructive power appear on him. And if it weren't for Tuanzang's protection, he might have turned into ashes like dust on the ground at this moment.

Father. didn't even care about the love of father and son. Do you want to kill him with him!?

Tokugawa Shuto took a deep breath, closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed a trace of complicated emotions that suddenly surged up in his heart, extinguishing the last trace of affection.

"It is worthy of the power of the golden samurai lineage that rampant in the world in the samurai era!

Tuan Zang had slowly calmed down at this time, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

This kind of knife technique. How can it exist outside of control. I must get!

"Tree Man!"

Danzou suddenly spoke, "Where is the secret technique of the Tokugawa clan stored!?"

“。 ”

Tokugawa Shuto suddenly opened his dead eyes, thought silently, and then replied, "There should be no specific record of the object, but if there is." Then it will definitely be in one place!"

"Where!?"

"Sacrifice. Worship. Tower!"

Tokugawa Shuto said word by word, with a hint of ruthless coldness in his eyes.

When Tuan Zang heard this, a chuckle finally slowly appeared on his face, and then his eyes turned to the eaves and nodded.

"Brush!"

The two shadow ninjas suddenly appeared abruptly, and then half-knelt and said respectfully, "My lord!"

"Leave two people behind, and the others will follow me to find the Tokugawa clan's sacrificial tower!"

Danzou slowly turned around and looked at Tokugawa Shuto.

"Wait a minute!"

Knowing what Tuanzang meant, Tokugawa Shuren frowned and said, "There is a ban left by the ancestors of our clan on the sacrificial tower, and you can't enter it unless you get the two keys of the Cold Night Knife and the Empty Silence Knife!"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to look ahead, revealing a sneer: "The Cold Night Knife is in my brother's hand, and the Empty Silence Knife is here!"

"Oh! I don't think he can be left to fend for himself!"

Tuan Zang frowned, then patted Tokugawa Shuto on the shoulder, revealing a faint smile, and said, "If it succeeds, the emptiness will belong to you!"

"How could it be! ！”

Without waiting for Tokugawa Shuto to reply, a violent cold drink mixed with a painful dry cough suddenly sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of several people.

In the gradually clear smoke, a vague figure gradually revealed.

Tokugawa Jinyasu!

It's just that at this moment, Tokugawa Jinyasu no longer has the calm aura of the past, half-kneeling in the ruins, and his mouth is even more violently panting, as if the previous attack has almost exhausted all his strength, and all that is left at this moment is embarrassment and weakness.

Behind him, the corpses of some clan elders fell in pools of blood, and the two shadow ninjas stood quietly, slowly wiping the cold glow from their hands.

"Huh. Huh!"

Tokugawa struggled to his feet slowly, a trembling weak laugh coming out of his mouth.

"How am I. Let the gods fall into the hands of those with bad intentions!, and tarnish the reputation of my Tokugawa clan!"

As he spoke, Tokugawa Shin raised the sword in his hand again, the cold blade that had been shrouded in the brilliant sword before the name of Sora.

The Empty Silence Knife, this is actually a short knife that is only a foot long, like a deep night sky, and the whole body is dark with a deep inky color.

And at this moment, it was poured into the last remaining bit of Qi of Tokugawa Jinyasu, and slowly emitted a little starry cold glow.

"A knife stream. Ahh

"Whew!"

Before Tokugawa Jinyasu could strike again, two cold rays had already appeared in the air, like two meteors, and the tips of the two cold knives suddenly staggered through Tokugawa Jinyasu's chest, and blood suddenly gushed out and flowed down the blade.

"Ahem!"

Tokugawa Jinyasu coughed up a large amount of blood foam in his mouth, and looked at the knife on his chest in a daze, revealing a trace of trance.

"Knives. Knife. ！”

"Bang!"

After all, he closed his eyes weakly, and slowly fell, and the silence in his hand no longer radiated sharpness, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The contemporary governor of the Tokugawa family, Tokugawa Jinyasu. Fallen.

As if they had done something inconspicuous, the two dark ninjas who couldn't see clearly stood up indifferently and shook off the blood from their swords.

"Humph!"

Tuan Zang smiled indifferently and said, "Today's world is really no longer suitable for you!"

"Disappear, Golden Samurai!"

He walked indifferently to Tokugawa Jinyasu's side, bent down to pick up the emptiness, and after looking at it for a moment, he shook his hand and threw it to the Tokugawa Shuto who looked a little stunned behind him.

"It's yours!

"Yes, thank you, sir!"

Tokugawa Shuto's expression was suddenly shocked, and he stretched out his hand to catch the empty silence, and at this moment, a trace of fiery color gradually appeared in his eyes, drowning all the negative emotions.

Finally.

。。

“。。 ”

The silent space was shrouded in abrupt darkness, and the sacrificial tower was as dark and dead silent as Tokugawa Mumichi had observed before.

Putting Tokugawa Yasu aside, Tokugawa Wudao got used to it for a moment and then slowly groped his way forward, looking for the light and shadow in the depths.

"Teng!"

The short voice of the old servant suddenly came from the darkness behind him, and then a fist-sized flame ignited in the void, which briefly illuminated the space, Tokugawa Wudao glanced around, and found that this was actually an extremely empty place, only engraved with many graphic words around the tower wall, Tokugawa Wudao glanced at it, it was mostly some events such as the history of the Tokugawa family, and there was no imaginary kind of sword technique.

Obviously, this is not a thing like a Shinzo, the previous Tokugawa clan elder asked Tokugawa Yasushi to take it with him, thinking that the so-called Kamizo is something that is small in size or can be picked up.

In addition to this place, there is still a continuous stone wall in front of it that blocks everything, cutting the space in this tower in half.

Tokugawa Mudo continued to take a few steps forward, and found a door-shaped hole in the middle of the stone wall, and a faint metallic trilling sound came from inside.

It's here!

His eyes lit up, and he thought of everything he had seen with his mental power before.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, the firelight behind him trembled in the air, and the brilliance was gradually disappearing, Tokugawa was startled, and then found that the chakra fireball in the void had gradually become smaller.

"The chakra that was entered at one time can only burn for this time!, but fortunately, I know the location of the target!"

The old servant's voice came from behind him, and then he approached.

At this time, there was already a hazy light and shadow in the darkness ahead, and it was not completely dark, and Tokugawa Mudo slowly walked in along the hazy doorway.

Two bright candles, a stone table, a long, golden-handled knife, and a huge shadow that seemed to be dark in the depths all slowly revealed.

"Dingding. Bell!"

The strange sound of metal clashing still rang out from time to time, coming from the dark depths after the light.

"Whew!"

The old servant sealed his hands again and swung out an even larger fireball, which completely illuminated the place.

A giant long knife close to ten meters stood behind the stone table, and this was actually the giant shadow that I had felt earlier.

Tokugawa Mudo watched with some shock as the giant sword, which was made entirely of metal, stretched all the way to the top of the sacrificial tower, and the width of the knife reached three meters, covering a large area of space like a giant monument.

But even so, you can still see a high platform two or three meters high and five or six meters wide standing behind the giant knife, and countless long knives are densely inserted on the high platform, and the metal trills sound from time to time.

"Yes. The name is engraved on the blade, and it seems that this is the place of sacrifice!"

The old servant's expression flashed, and after glancing at it, he said to Tokugawa Wudao.

"Yes!"

Tokugawa Mudo breathed a sigh of relief, and on this altar, all the blades were deeply engraved with a name, which looked abrupt and strange.

This is where the ancestors of the Tokugawa clan were placed.

So, what is this giant long knife. Symbolism!

Maybe. The so-called place where the gods are stored!

After thinking for a moment, Tokugawa Wudao suddenly frowned, this giant knife is so huge, if there are some mechanisms or the like, it is really difficult to know.

After a pause, Tokugawa Mudo suddenly jumped onto the stone table and reached out to touch the giant long knife.

The old servant on the side looked stunned, and then showed a sudden look, obviously seeing it as a place for the gods to be stored.

"Smack!"

Tokugawa Mudo's hand touched the blade and felt a cold touch of steel, which made him take a deep breath of enjoyment.

Cold. Hard.

What a familiar feeling, as if it was innately intimate.

“。 ”

After a while, Tokugawa Mudao opened his eyes violently, his head trembled a little dizzily, and a spiritual power unexpectedly extended from the center of his eyebrows and wrapped around the metal giant knife that his hand touched.

As if entering a warm room, Tokugawa Mudo actually felt this strange and familiar everything the moment his spiritual power entered the giant sword.

His face couldn't help revealing a strange expression, at this moment, he actually felt a feeling that he could only have in his previous life.

It can manipulate this piece of metal!