Blood stained the central market, and the pungent smell of scarlet almost drove people crazy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Corpses lay in pools of blood, showing a desolate and hideous appearance.

The people of this border town were extremely scarce, except for the descendants and collateral children of the Tokugawa clan, and more of them were some distant relatives and side branches.

And at this moment, black phantoms shuttled through it, indifferently harvesting every life.

At this moment when night was approaching, Wucheng seemed to be dyed red with blood.

"Brush!"

Dozens of nearly a hundred tall warriors rushed out of the courtyard of the family governor in the central area, and the bloody aura in the air made their eyes as red as wolves, exuding a tragic aura of grief and despair.

Their clans were humiliated again, their people were slaughtered again, and their relatives fell in pools of blood at every moment.

"Kill!"

A mournful scream rang out, a long sword with a glittering cold handle was unsheathed, and all the samurai rushed towards the flickering black shadow.

"Whoosh!"

A shuriken shuriken trembled abruptly in mid-air, and then turned into countless shuriken remnants and disappeared into the crowd, like black lightning, accurately bringing up a continuous stream of blood flowers.

"Earth Escape!

Not far away, a ninja with his hands sealed pressed his hands to the ground, his indifferent eyes still dead silent, as if looking at a group of dead things.

"Boom!"

Immediately, a loud sound like a thunderclap spread underground, and a sudden force distorted the surface.

"Click!"

The tearing sound formed a series of cracks in the ground, and a desperate howl was swallowed up.

At this moment, the power of the ninja was fully displayed in front of the eyes of the world, tearing the sky and destroying the earth.

It's almost devastating and desperate.

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A small courtyard in Tokugawa without a road.

"Huh!"

Mixed with a low, mournful howl, a middle-aged man dressed as a servant threw himself into a pool of blood, breaking the peaceful and quiet courtyard.

A ninja in a fox mask glanced around, then locked his gaze on an emaciated old figure.

The cherry blossom trees in the courtyard were blooming, and after the drizzle, a little falling flowers were falling, and the figure was cleaning carefully, as if it didn't notice the movement behind it.

"Brush!"

A shuriken appeared in the ninja's hand, looked at the back and smiled contemptuously, and then shook it fiercely, looking at the direction, it was the position of the back heart.

The shuriken instantly turned into a black afterimage in the ninja's confident gaze, and instantly reached the back of the old man's heart.

"Smack!"

There was no imaginary scream, and there was no splash of blood that pierced the human body, an old hand, at the last moment, firmly pinched the back handle of the shuriken.

"Didn't anyone tell you not to take it lightly in the face of unknown strangers!?"

The old figure slowly turned around, playing with the shuriken in his hand, and looked at the two dark ninjas with stunned expressions in silence.

"Otherwise, you're going to get in trouble!"

"Who are you!?"

The shadow ninja frowned, and his expression changed after seeing the old man easily catch the shuriken that was shot, and asked cautiously.

"Me!?"

The old man paused, then showed a hint of a smile and said, "Young Master Tokugawa's slave is just a servant!"

As he spoke, the hand holding the shuriken shook slightly, as if a black phantom flickered in his hand.

In the next moment, the shuriken suddenly plunged into the neck of the dark ninja with a sudden speed that no one noticed, more than doubling his speed.

"Forehead!"

The dark ninja's eyes flashed with horror, his hands trembled, and he struggled for a moment before falling to the ground with a 'normal' sound, blood spreading.

"Looks like something big has happened! There are ninjas slaughtering the Governor's Mansion here!"

The old man threw away the clutter in his hand, frowned and glanced at the dark arm, where a faint mark was faintly revealed, which made the old man's pupils shrink suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "It turned out to be Konoha's dark ninja mark!"

"What's wrong!? No, I have to find the eldest young master first!"

muttering to himself, the old man stretched out, like a big bird, jumped up to the eaves, and hurried towards the central area of the mansion.

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At this time, in the courtyard in the center.

The cold light shone on the ring, one after another, like the most dense slash on the head.

The two shadow ninjas looked at the surging cold light like an endless tide with horrified expressions, and subconsciously protected the front door, and their hearts were almost cold.

It's over, is there such a terrifying sword technique in this world!?

AEC. And irresistible!

"Boom!"

The sword rays that enveloped that area finally began their final outburst, and countless qi forces were cutting vertically and horizontally, and the sharp sharp mangs almost covered a large area of the ring.

"Hmph. Hum. ”

Two muffled snorts sounded in succession in that brilliance, and then a thick bloody aura gradually spread.

"It worked!"

Several clan elders looked shocked and delighted, if they could leave Elder Konoha in one fell swoop, then the Tokugawa clan still had the hope of passing it on, even if they went away.

Today, the behavior of the Konoha ninja has completely lost the hope of the Tokugawa clan.

"It's not that simple!"

Tokugawa Shinyasu was the only one in the audience who still had a heavy expression, he could be sure that the two shadow ninjas had been destroyed by Iai, but the other person, the man who was rumored to be in control of the darkness, was so easy to deal with.

"Oh!?"

In the sword blossom, a faint surprise sounded at this time, and then a faint questioning voice sounded: "Could this be the secret technique of the Tokugawa clan!? It is worthy of the former golden samurai lineage! This kind of sword technique secret method is not even possessed in Konoha or ninja, it is indeed worth shooting!"

"Bang!"

A furious whirlwind appeared as if out of thin air, forcibly tearing apart the last blade of Tokugawa Jinyasu.

A faint figure walked out slowly, his body was still bright, without a trace of clutter, but his eyebrows frowned.

"Well, it's a shame that I didn't survive!"

Tuan Zang slightly looked at the red blood stains sprinkled all over the surroundings, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and said softly.

Then he turned his gaze to Tokugawa Shuto, who had fled to the edge of the other corner, and said, "Son, are you still going to follow me!?"

His question instantly interrupted Tokugawa Shinyasu's next offensive, and he also frowned and looked at Tokugawa Shuto who had been watching coldly.

"Tree Man. ”

“。 ”

Tokugawa Shuto closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then opened them, revealing a hint of coldness.

"My father taught me from a young age that as a samurai, you must have the spirit of a samurai, and you can give up everything for loyalty!"

He turned his back to Tokugawa Jinyasu and said lightly, "Today, I will abandon everything if I am loyal to my lordship!" The so-called clan!"

"Betrayer!"

"The Tokugawa clan has a child like you!

On the edge of the ring, when the clan elders heard Tokugawa Shuren's words, they immediately became furious and scolded angrily.

"Huh!"

"Haha!"

Two laughs rang out at the same time, and it turned out to be the father and son of Tokugawa Jinyasu and Tokugawa Shuto.

"The more you scold, the colder my heart will become, and the more I will enjoy it!"

Tokugawa Shuto shook his shoulders sullenly and smiled eerily.

"Your choice is good, at least save your life!"

"Drink"

Tokugawa Jinyasu waved the sword that was still shining in his hand, and no longer paid attention to Tokugawa Shuren, and let out a low burst of water from his mouth, and suddenly a white breath visible to the naked eye boiled like smoke around his body.

"Lord Tuanzang has been looking forward to my clan's golden god treasure, so. Let's see!"

"A knife flow! Elegy!"

The wild roar seemed to detonate the air, burning violently, and the whole ring was shaking.

At this moment, Tokugawa Jinyasu's entire body was spread with a wave-like aura, even mixed with wisps of blood.

"Drink!"

With a swing of the knife, the blade of the knife turned into a silver-white sword with a figure, slashing like a meteor.

"Boom!"

In the governor's mansion and the courtyard of the ring, a thick smoke rose up, as if it had penetrated the earth, and the dust was filled.

The entire surrounding courtyard shook in an instant.

"What a great power this is!?

In the hidden shadows not far from this courtyard, Tokugawa Mudo looked deeply at the place, revealing a hint of surprise.

In fact, the movement caused by the previous action of Tuan Zang had already alarmed him, and he cautiously used his spiritual power to explore the mysteries, even the scenes of the mansion street were displayed in his mind one by one.

The family warrior was slaughtered by the ninjas, and he barely had the slightest power to fight back, and the bloody aura that permeated the martial arts city made him instantly guess the tragic situation on the periphery.

Such a thick bloody aura is not something that a dozen or dozens of people can exude.

Even though he grew up from killing in his previous life, he now has a new understanding of the cruelty of this ninja world.

"I must live!"

Glancing at the chaotic courtyard fiercely, a trace of hesitation flashed in Tokugawa Wudao's eyes, but he was forcibly snuffed out in an instant, his strength could not solve the situation in front of him, the consequences of the Tokugawa clan were already doomed, he couldn't change anything, all he could do at the moment was to try to survive.

Following the shadows, Tokugawa Mudo slowly retreated.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a large hand put on his shoulder, and Tokugawa Wudao stood upside down, almost without thinking, three steel needles formed in his hand and shot towards the back of his body, and at the same time, his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.