"You can't leave yet!"

The familiar voice contained a faint gentleness that made Tokugawa Mudo instantly give up his attack and withdraw the three steel needles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Uncle De!"

Tokugawa Wudao looked behind him in surprise, and sure enough, the familiar old figure stood quietly in the deepest part of the shadows, with only two bright eyes emitting a faint brilliance.

"The Tokugawa clan has been attacked by the Konoha Shadows, this is an opportunity!"

The old servant said lightly, looking at the place not far away that was still shrouded in smoke and dust, with a strange look in his eyes.

"A chance to acquire the Tokugawa Clan's Golden Divine Treasure!"

"Golden Kamizo!?"

Tokugawa frowned after hearing this, and he was not impressed. Although he was able to use his spiritual power to probe in the distance, he could not hear the sound, so he did not know that the so-called Golden Divine Treasure was the cause of this war of extermination.

"The ancient golden samurai clans all had secret techniques containing great power belonging to each clan, and they were called the Golden Divine Treasure, and the Tokugawa clan was one of the Golden Warrior Clans!

The old servant explained lightly, and then his expression changed, he looked at Tokugawa Wudao, and said: "I once promised Tokugawa Jinkang that he would not obtain it without permission, but now, if you don't take it, this sword technique secret technique will inevitably fall into the hands of the high-level of Konoha, rather than this, it is better to let the young master get it! After all, you are also a child of the Tokugawa clan!"

"Knife skills!?"

Tokugawa Wudao's heart shook slightly, and at this moment he thought of the Iai slash that Tokugawa Yasu had performed and the sword technique that Tokugawa Jinyasu had performed, the kind of powerful sword technique that was by no means inferior to ninjutsu had the power of destruction, and it could indeed be called the art of destruction. And the old servant's proposal gave him a hint of longing in his heart.

If I can obtain this powerful sword technique, then my strength will improve faster in a short period of time, and I can make up for the shortcomings of melee combat.

After thinking for a while, Tokugawa Wudao finally made up his mind, this sudden incident made him suddenly understand that this world is more dangerous and indifferent than when he watched anime in his previous life, and he may lose his life at any time, which made him make up his mind to gain strong strength in a very short time, and slowly waiting for the complete recovery of mental power is too long after all.

Recently, the spiritual core in his mind had slowly paused to release his spiritual power, and Tokugawa Wudao knew in his heart that this situation was obviously because the physical body had reached the limit of carrying more spiritual power, which made him feel more and more urgent.

"Let's go, stay here and we'll only be in crisis!"

Seeing that Tokugawa Wudao did not answer, the old servant thought that Tokugawa Wudao was constantly giving up his affection for the Tokugawa family and even Tokugawa Jinyasu, and urged slightly.

"Yes!"

Nodding, Tokugawa Mudo took one last look at the courtyard not far away, and then ran towards the back of the mansion under the guidance of the old servant.

At this time, the screams on the outskirts of the Tokugawa Mansion had gradually decreased, and on the eaves, countless jumping shadow ninjas could be seen rushing towards the courtyard where there had been a violent roar in the dim sky.

Tokugawa Mudo followed the back of the old servant in front of him, turning left and right, and sped through the shadows of the dense courtyard, avoiding the gaze of the ninja above the eaves.

After a while, the old servant suddenly stopped, and a tower-like building appeared in front of him, more than ten meters high.

"Sacrificial Tower!"

Rear, Tokugawa Wudao showed a look of consternation, the tower in front of him is the place where the Tokugawa family governors worship their ancestors, although Tokugawa Wudao is not welcomed in the family, but after all, as the son of Tokugawa Jinyasu, he has the right to participate in the family sacrifice, but he can not know the situation inside, and the only person who really accompanies the family governor after each sacrifice is the eldest son of the clan - Tokugawa Kang.

At this moment, this tower is tightly locked, and even above the tower door, it exudes a sharp aura.

It was this fierce aura that blocked the way of the two.

But this is not difficult for Tokugawa Wudao, seeing the old servant stop with a solemn expression, Tokugawa Wudao instantly frowned, closed his eyes, and a pure spiritual power extended towards the sacrificial tower.

"Whew!"

As if penetrating a curtain of water, Tokugawa Wudao's spiritual power entered the tower without hindrance, and what appeared in front of Tokugawa Wudao was a place like endless darkness.

"Dingding. Bell!"

At this time, a familiar aura came, and it was a subtle sound of metal colliding, which made Tokugawa Wudao's eyes light up, and then he continued to look forward with the sound.

Finally, a faint light and shadow appeared in the darkness deep ahead.

Like fireflies in the wild winter weather, the candles as big as two beans flickered and lit up a square inch of land in the darkness.

Candles were flanked by a stone table, two archaic kneeling seats were placed in the center below, and in the void in front of them a great shadow was shrouded in darkness that was invisible.

At this moment, the trills of the metal became clearer and clearer, coming from behind the shadow.

Tokugawa Mudo's gaze did not fall anywhere, but was attracted by a long knife on a stone table.

It was a long knife forged like glass gold, about one and a half meters long, and even the scabbard exuded a faint golden glow.

But the long knife had two hilts, placed side by side in a palm-wide scabbard.

And just as Tokugawa Mudo continued to check, a chaotic sound gradually came from a distance.

Tokugawa Mudao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the old servant in front of him.

"Hide first!"

The old servant said in a low voice, and then pulled Tokugawa Wudao and quickly flashed into the shadows of the houses around the sacrificial tower.

After a while, a swift sound of footsteps came, and two figures, one tall and one short, flashed in the direction where the two of them came before.

The tall one is an old man with all-white hair and a gloomy expression, while the short one is a familiar figure of Tokugawa Mumichi - Tokugawa Yasu.

Obviously, at this moment, Tokugawa Yasuya also knew about the crisis faced by the family, his eyes were blood-red, and he was holding the cold night long knife tightly in his hand, and his muscles were exposed.

"Kang! there is not so much time, the clan is facing the moment of destruction, and as long as you succeed in escaping with the gold, then there is still hope for my Tokugawa clan!"

When he came to the sacrificial tower and saw the silent courtyard, the old man's face was slightly softened, and then he said to Tokugawa Yasu.

"I know, Elder Taishang!"

Yasu Tokugawa closed his eyes and slowly breathed the rapid irritability in his body, and replied softly.

"Good!"

Elder Taishang patted Tokugawa Kang's shoulder, showing a look of satisfaction on his face, and then said: "The last sacred treasure of my Tokugawa clan is stored in the depths of the sacrificial tower at this moment, and the seal in front of the door can only be safely opened with two knives, but unfortunately the empty knife may be lost in the hands of the family governor, at this time, only the cold night in your hand can be opened, you go! I will leave first!"

"Where are the elders!"

"The battlefield of the Tokugawa family!"

The old man paused slightly, then looked back at Tokugawa Yasu, showed a gentle smile, and said, "I'm already old, I want to follow the glory of the Golden Samurai clan!

Tokugawa Yasu's expression trembled, revealing a look of grief, and he lowered his head deeply.

The footsteps faded away, and then there were several crisp metal crashes in the distance behind them.

“。 ”

Tokugawa Yasushi raised his head, his eyes gradually revealing heavy and cold killing intent, and strode towards the stone gate of the sacrificial tower.

"Buzz!"

The mottled cold night knife gradually ignited a little brilliance, and was stabbed by Tokugawa Yasushi with a sharp aura that spread all over the stone gate.

"Wow!"

The tip of the Cold Night Knife was instantly resisted, and a small black hole slowly appeared above the stone gate, and then suddenly expanded.

A circular cavity is opened.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a slight wind sounded, and a lightning-like phantom suddenly appeared behind Tokugawa Yasu, without the slightest pause, raised his palm, and quickly slashed at Tokugawa Yasu's neck.

"Uh. ”

Before he came back to his senses, a strong feeling of dizziness and soreness instantly came to Tokugawa Yasu's mind, and then his body fell limply.

Tokugawa Mudo rushed out of the shadows, took the first step to support Tokugawa Yasu, and together with the Cold Night Knife, turned around and turned his back into the hollow that was gradually shrinking.

And the phantom also turned around and bowed his head and followed in, it was the old servant Uncle De.

"Whoa!"

The stone gate cavity gradually surrounded, and finally returned to the void appearance of Heisei, revealing only wisps of sharp aura.