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The sharp long knife forged from fine iron was aimed at Yuehua, and the samurai who were ordered to guard the Hualien brothers and sisters did not act rashly, they felt that Yuehua was not easy to deal with, or they were not completely sure to deal with him, because it was not easy to look at his outfit alone.

Aqua blue wavy pattern delicate robe, pinned to the waist of the Ice Wheel Pill, a little fried white hair, Yuehua has always been a very conspicuous guy, even if he is educated by the root, he still goes his own way, and there is no low-key secret of the root ninja at all.

Therefore, the two warriors stared at Yuehua vigilantly, and did not rush to make a move, the strength of the other party is one thing, and the identity does not look simple, which makes them feel jealous in their hearts, in case it is a noble disciple who comes out to play, they dare not provoke, they can only release a signal, and a pigeon rises into the sky.

"Tuomi, can I call you that?" Ignoring the samurai's questioning, Tsukika tilted her head slightly, asking for the boy's opinion.

Raising his head, Takumi was stunned, and didn't react for a while, shouldn't he deal with the samurai who was blocking the way in front of him now? Why did he suddenly talk to him again, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he still gave an answer.

"Yes. ”

"Very well, Tuomi, now you can see what the power is all about. Yuehua smiled slightly, and her indifferent gaze swept over the warrior in front of her.

"Wind Escape, Shuriken. ”

Two shurikens flew out from between their fingers in an instant, wrapped in cyan wind blades, like two huge windmills, and pushed them out flat, easily cutting off the two samurai's waists, and the blood was like a fountain, splashing high, and then spilling on the ground.

There were many ways to deal with these two samurai, but he chose a very bloody way, and the scene of blood gushing made his heart tremble slightly, which was a kind of joyful feeling.

Unconsciously recalled Tuan Zang's previous comments, he is suitable for the root, this is what Tuan Zang said when he was arguing with the three generations, Yuehua used to scoff at this, thinking that the old man was just blowing nonsense, purely to raise the bar with the three generations, until now Yuehua is a little convinced, maybe he is really suitable for the root.

Because from the very beginning, Yuehua didn't have any discomfort about such a thing as killing, but before killing, he may have a little unbearable in his heart, but when he really started to move, he didn't hesitate to go out of the knife, and killing people really didn't seem to have any burden on him.

The smell of blood spread, making the people watching the excitement disappear without a trace, and Takumi's golden eyes reflected the torn bodies of the samurai, not fear, nor disgust, but with a little joy and longing.

Even Hualien Hitomi, who seemed to be very timid and afraid of life, did not show discomfort for the bloody scene in front of him, but his expression was a little trance-like, and he seemed to be no stranger to this bloody scene.

"That's power, the power to kill. Yuehua stepped on the dyed red ground, splashing a faint ripple in the shallow pool of blood.

Yuehua stared at Takumi's eyes, and said word by word: "See? Power is such a simple thing, the power to kill in this world is the dependence of survival, status, power, and money are also power, but compared to the power of killing, it is still a little worse, you should understand what I mean." ”

Tuumi and Hitomi both showed painful looks, especially Takumi, who couldn't help but nod when they heard Yuehua's words, indeed! Status and power are easy to lose, and once they are lost, they will be slaughtered by others.

Tsukika walked away with the silent Takumi and Hitomi, leaving a string of bright red footprints that disappeared at the end of the road.

"Captain, Yuichi and Shiro were killed, and it was supposed to be a ninja who shot it. Half an hour later, one of the first samurai to arrive looked at the corpse on the ground and roared loudly.

A sound of footsteps sounded, thirteen sword-wielding samurai surrounded them, looking at the corpses of their companions on the ground, all of them showed a sad look, the samurai in the world are declining, they are all from the same door, they are very united on weekdays, at this time to see the death of their brothers, how not to be sad.

"Captain, these are the two shurikens I found, and the enemy is a good hand, so I easily took out Yuichi and Shiro. The samurai, who had arrived first, found two shurikens and handed them to the samurai with the swords at his waist.

The middle-aged samurai, armed with two swords and a resolute face, looked at the two ordinary shurikens, threw them away, his eyes became cold, and he glanced at his subordinates whose eyes were red.

"I don't care who he is, since we killed Yuichi and Shiro, then we have to pay the price, not to mention that we still have Ono-sama's orders, if something goes wrong, we will be swept away, so kill that ninja. ”

There was a strong killing intent in his indifferent tone, and the middle-aged samurai's words made the blood boil among the samurai, shouting to kill the bastard ninja who dared to attack their brother.

The samurai were enthusiastic, and the middle-aged samurai, who was the captain, still kept calm, commanded his subordinates, caught a few beggars and idlers around him, and asked Yuehua what he looked like before leading people to chase him.

Yuzaburo Ono, is a nobleman with a high status in this radius of hundreds of miles, and in the entire country of Taki, he is a great nobleman who is not weak, and his mansion is quite majestic and tall, built on the top of a small hill, condescending to look down on the town.

Walking on the mountain road made of bluestone, there are a row of cherry blossom trees planted on both sides, but unfortunately it is not the flowering period of cherry blossoms, otherwise the scenery here must be very beautiful, Yuehua secretly admired, and took the Hualien brothers and sisters to stroll and climb the mountain, towards the gorgeous mansion above.

As Yuehua and Hualien brothers and sisters walked by, pale red footprints were left on the bluestone mountain road, and the color was almost none, but the smell of blood still lingered.

"Are you really sure? There are a lot of samurai under Ono's men, and those two are just the lowest-ranking samurai. Takumi was a little nervous and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, there are many people in this world who are better than me, but no one in this kind of small place will be my opponent, of course, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, if there is really that kind of tricky enemy, I will leave you and run away." Yuehua said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Hualien Takumi's face turned white, stopped, and stared at Yuehua's back, this answer is too honest, Hualien Hitomi heard Yuehua's banter, and he was much calmer than his brother.

"I lied to you, Tuomi, you're too easy to deceive, learn from your sister, don't be so gullible to others. Yuehua turned around and smiled, and then set her eyes on the bluestone mountain road she had walked on.

"Someone is catching up, you two are behind me. Yuehua took a step forward and stood in front of Takami and Hitomi, staring at the mountain path they had walked.

Hearing Yuehua's words, Takumi was shocked, reached out and grabbed his sister's hand, carefully took a few steps back, hid behind Yuehua, and beat a drum in his heart, hoping that Yuehua was really that powerful, otherwise if Fangcai's joke came true, Tuumi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Soon there was a sound of soft footsteps, and fourteen warriors chased after them, shouting menacingly, staring at Yuehua and the Hualien brothers and sisters with fierce eyes.