In the darkness of the night, the atmosphere began to solidify.

Wang Yi looked coldly at the more than ten people opposite, and the hands holding the knife were already stained with blood, falling from the tip of the knife drop by drop.

"Zongzheng? Who the hell are you?" suddenly said a middle-aged man with slightly white sideburns on the other side, his tone mixed with shock and surprise.

"Humph!" Wang Yi snorted coldly, he didn't want to talk to the other party, it was so big, did he still want to sit down and drink tea?

Raising the long knife, Wang Yi rushed over.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

He obviously saw the fear in the eyes of more than a dozen people on the other side, and it was obvious that the middle-aged man was talking to him at this time, which contained other meanings, but Wang Yi was not fooled at all.

On the contrary, the other party recognized the long knife in his hand at a glance, letting Wang Yi know the identity of the other party.

The younger brother of the current head of the Yamamoto family, Yuhiro Yamamoto, the uncle of Yamamoto Kameiji, one of the three top masters of the Yamamoto family, and the top person in charge of the ninja training camp.

This is a big fish, Wang Yi thought in his heart, and went straight to the other party to kill him.

Top master, he wants to see how many moves the so-called top master can make in his hands.

The other party also seemed to have discovered his situation, and was forced to this point by Wang Yi, Yamamoto Yuhiro was very angry in his heart, and at the same time extremely aggrieved.

Originally, he planned to delay a little time to let his subordinates slow down, but he didn't want his strategy to be seen through by the other party at a glance, but now relying on these men who have been frightened, they can't stop this mysterious person at all.

Judging from the situation just now, he knew that he was definitely not Wang Yi's opponent. Whether it's strength, or reflexes and speed. The other party is just very simple to chop, cut. Slashing doesn't require too subtle moves, and you can't resist it at all.

Wang Yi is indeed doing the same, he doesn't know anything else, but there is a sentence that he has always remembered in his mind, that is: The world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable.

This sentence was regarded as a classic by him, and he wanted to hurry up when he came out of the knife. Hurry, hurry.

And it turns out that this is really useful, and he has completely brought his advantages into full play, and the whole person is simply crazy, and his combat effectiveness has soared wildly.

So in the face of Wang Yi, who seemed to have added a buff, after more than a dozen ninjas on the other side were cut in half by him, he couldn't care about Yamamoto Yuhao's angry shouts anymore, and turned around and fled.

But how could Wang Yi give the other party a chance. No one can escape in the face of his ghostly speed, and his back to him makes it easier for him to chase and kill. One by one, it was cleaned up in less than two minutes.

"You demon, Amaterasu won't let you go." Yuhiro Yamamoto was desperate. Watching the backbone of his family being wiped out before his eyes, he felt powerless and hopeless for the first time in his life: "Sinner. I am a sinner of the Yamamoto family. ”

He closed his eyes in pain, tears streaming uncontrollably.

Wang Yi's knife pointed to the ground. Watching from the sidelines, no matter whether the other party is pretending or revealing his true feelings, he can't escape death anyway, and the reason why he stays until the end is also to test the strength of the machine and have a clearer positioning for himself.

After a while, Yuhiro Yamamoto opened his eyes, looking at Wang Yi's eyes full of hatred and madness, in his eyes, Wang Yi seemed to see a flame burning.

However, this is of no avail.

Wang Yi was disdainful in his heart, kicked his feet, and the person rushed over quickly, with a twist of his wrist, a knife swept over from top to bottom, as if he was going to cut the other party in two.

And seeing Wang Yi's fierce knife, Yamamoto Yuhao also had a condensation in his eyes, and he also took half a step back, out of the scope of the knife light, held the knife with both hands, and slashed hard in front of him.

Wang Yi saw that the other party was so big, and he was not polite, and the hand holding the knife added a little more strength, and suddenly a crisp sonic boom sounded on the blade.

"Phew!" The two knives struck each other, a ball of sparks broke out in the middle, Wang Wangyi's body did not move, his hind legs kicked, his body moved two meters forward, his wrist shook, and his backhand was slashed down with a knife.

But Yamamoto Youhao's body was shocked, he took a few steps back, and before he could stabilize his body, Wang Yi's knife cut down again, and he was suddenly so frightened that his face turned white, and he tried his best to block it upward.

"Brush!" The sword light brought up a handful of blood.

"You ......"

Yamamoto Yuhiro is not blind, as one of the three masters of the Yamamoto family, in the entire Iga ninja, he is also the number one in the ranks, this is not the kind of Yamamoto Kameji, the so-called top ten young people, but the top master of the real Wa country, but he can't even catch the other party's two moves, how sad it is.

"Weak, it's too weak." Wang Yi shook his head, what is this, it's not even a warm-up.

Suddenly, he even had a feeling that he was overwhelmed by the cold in the heights, and that there was no one to fight against when he looked at the world.

"Young master, be careful of thunder!" Xiao Zhi's cute voice sounded in Wang Yi's mind.

"Ash, you're saying it's going to rain! No way? Wang Yi, who was looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously.

"I mean, don't pretend to be X!"

“……”

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Wang Yi checked it carefully, and after seeing that there was indeed no fish in the map, he turned around and left.

In the dark, Wang Yi suddenly remembered a poem and felt that it was very appropriate for him at this moment.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles." Wang Yi smiled on his face, if he offends my country, although he will be punished from afar, this time he will beat them up and be afraid.

It is useless to reason with a vicious enemy, because it will make him feel that you are better to bully, and in this case, you can only be more vicious and cruel than him.

It is much more useful to kill and kill and evil to let the enemy know that you must pay a terrible price if you provoke you, so that he will be afraid of you and dare not act rashly.

Of course, in Wang Yi's concept, it does not mean that you can do whatever you want with superior force, but it should be more necessary to cultivate oneself and cultivate oneself, and pursue the principle that people do not offend me, I do not offend others, and if people offend me, I will offend others, of course, this principle is only suitable for the present and the future, how can Wang Yi know.

At least Xiao Zhi has told himself more than once about the cultivation world, the plane, or something, although Wang Yi only has a vague concept of these things now, and Xiao Zhi does not elaborate on them, but he also knows that this must be completely different from the people and things he is in contact with now.

Because he had been frightened by the idea that the so-called cultivators in the cultivation world had been instilled in him again and again by Xiao Zhi to eat people.

But these are obviously not what he should think about now, leaving the messy thoughts in his mind behind, Wang Yi concentrated on the road.

After all, it was far away, and I hoped that I could rush back to the hotel before dawn, Wang Yi ran wildly.

……

A day later, the Yamamoto family.

"The head of the house, it's all here!" A subordinate reported to Yunobu Yamamoto with a pale face.

Dozens of stretchers were placed in the courtyard, and on each stretcher was a corpse covered with a white cloth.

And without exception, these corpses are all incomplete, eaten by unknown beasts, and these are the only ones that can be preserved and found.

Yunobu Yamamoto was a teenager old, and his eyes were red: "Have you found my brother's body?" ”

"Found it, the head of the house, please." The subordinate trembled and led Yamamoto Yunobu to a stretcher.

Yunobu Yamamoto's legs were already weak, and he couldn't believe that Yuhao, who had been a brother with him for half a century, was lying in front of him.

Trembling and stretching out his hand, Yamamoto uncovered the white cloth.

"Ahh Bag, my brother's head, you bunch of rice buckets, idiots......"

…… (To be continued......)

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