Prince Joe's doppelganger is made by using the magic power in his body, and under the blessing of the wind magic, it is as fast as the wind, and as soon as your Lan Yin sword collided with Iga Naruto's katana, it quickly recovered, and stabbed forward, instantly turning into hundreds of sword shadows, completely encapsulating Iga Naruin.

Seeing this, Iga Mingyin didn't dare to grab Wang Ziqiao's ink attack sword anymore, so he could only retreat sharply, dancing with a long knife in his hand, to resist Wang Ziqiao's fast sword.

"It's too slow!" Prince Joe's wind-based magic clone spoke: "Stab you in the left shoulder!" ”

"Pounce!"

"Attention, right shoulder!"

"Pounce!"

"Calves!"

"Pounce!"

……

In the middle of the seventh level, he couldn't resist, and was chased by Prince Qiao in the void, pointing where to fight, although these injuries were only just in the flesh, and they were not serious injuries, but they also made Iga Mingyin angry.

When Wang Ziqiao's Lan Yin Sword stabbed at his shoulder again, he didn't dodge, mobilized all the True Yuan, formed a huge True Yuan sword on the long knife, and slashed at Wang Ziqiao's clone.

Rumble!

A knife slashed through the air and pressed down on the top of Wang Ziqiao's clone.

Seeing this, Prince Qiao's deity just smiled slightly, let the doppelganger be chopped, and the magic power of his whole body gathered on the ink attack sword, and his feet stepped on the void, the space shook, and his body was like a cannonball, rushing towards Iga Mingyin.

Most of Iga Naruin's strength has been used to deal with Prince Qiao's clone, so the amount of power used to deal with Prince Qiao himself is much less, although he still used his energy hand to resist the ink attack sword, but he only lasted for a moment, and was shattered by the ink attack sword.

Rumble!

The ink sword pierced Iga Naruin's handprint and landed on his chest.

Sou!

Iga Naruto flew upside down and smashed into the mountainside behind him, smashing the rock into a large crater.

Prince Joe's deity followed closely behind and did not enter the pit.

Wang Ziqiao's doppelganger had been shattered with a knife just now, and the Lan Yin Sword was suspended in the void, and Wang Ziqiao followed him into the deep pit.

The countless disciples of the Iga sect below were silent, because everyone knew that this battle would determine the future of the Iga sect, and if Iga Naruto lost, then, the entire Iga sect would very likely become a ghost under the sword of this white-haired demon, on the contrary, if he won and killed this demon that made the entire ninja world frightened, then the prestige of the Iga sect would definitely increase again.

It's just that in the current situation, everyone has already seen the result, the dignified ancestor was actually knocked into the mountain rock, how can it be good?

For a long time, Prince Joe carried the body of Iga Naruin, drilled out of the deep pit, suspended high in the air, and looked down.

"The old ancestor is dead!"

"The Great Elder is dead!"

……

Iga Zong immediately exploded.

More than 1,000 people were panicked, and many ninjas had fled quickly into the distance.

"No one is allowed to flee, or there will be no mercy!" Junko Matsubara screamed, and a wind blade slashed more than a dozen fleeing ninjas.

Wang Ziqiao's eyes stared downward, and a voice came out: "Sneak attacker, don't die!" ”

When the ninjas below heard this, they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The Iga Sect is one of the three super sects, of which there are nearly ten sixth-level masters, two of whom were killed by Prince Qiao before, but there are still eight, and these people are also the backbone of the entire Iga Sect, but at this time, none of them escaped.

No matter how fast you run, can you fly fast? Besides, this white-haired demon could be easily killed even by an ancestor in the middle of the seventh level, and if he wanted to kill his own gang, wouldn't it be as simple as cutting vegetables.

A few of the more flexible minds who had already been imprisoned for several months were brought out by Matsubara Tomosa, and kowtowed one after another and said: "We surrender, we are willing to peak you as the master, as long as you don't kill us!" ”

For the Iga Sect, Prince Qiao really did not plan to kill them all, after all, it was almost impossible for the destroyed Shura Sect to control the entire Ninja World Realm in Dongying, and it was still useful for the Iga Sect to keep it.

Of course, this is to ensure that they do not dare to disobey in any way.

Landing in front of Matsubara Tomosa from the void, Prince Qiao found that Matsubara Tomosa was seriously injured and almost dying, and the true qi in his body had been abolished, which showed that he had suffered a lot of sins these days.

"Master!" Matsubara Tomosa trembled and fell to his knees in front of Prince Joe.

Prince Joe's magic wand flashed with a flash of light, enveloping Matsubara Tomosa, and said, "Don't worry! ”

"Thank you, master!"

This time, Wang Ziqiao used an advanced healing technique of the wind system: bathing in the spring breeze.

Under the spring breeze, everything recovers, with the effect of bringing people back to life, although it is not as good as the ultimate recovery technique of the wood system "Dead Wood Spring", but it only takes dozens of seconds to heal the wounds in a person's body.

At this time, the other eight sixth-level ninjas also knelt down in front of Wang Ziqiao, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

Wang Ziqiao glanced at a few people, these eight people were of different ages, the youngest was forty or fifty years old, the eldest was more than a hundred years old, four were in the early stage of the sixth level, and three were in the middle of the sixth level, and one was in the late sixth level.

With such strength, it can also be called a gate faction in Huaxia.

"Heads up, all of you!" Prince Joe said to them.

The eight people raised their heads, but they didn't dare to look directly at Prince Qiao.

"I know that you are all from the Iga family, or you are slaves of the Iga family, but since then, the Iga sect has disappeared, and there is only Shuramon, and I am your master!" Wang Ziqiao said.

"Yes, master!" Eight people speak the same language.

Wang Ziqiao squinted his eyes, he knew that it was impossible for these people to really regard themselves as masters, they were just temporarily compromised, and if they could, they would definitely betray themselves.

However, Wang Ziqiao is not out of the question, among the senior magicians in another world, which one has no house slaves? The forbidden magic that was weak and couldn't be used before can now be barely used.

With a shake of his hand, Wang Ziqiao took out a magic scroll, with gold and jade as the shaft and animal skin as paper, which he had prepared before leaving Dongying to go to the North Pole to practice, but at that time, he was only level six, and he could not use the taboo-level servant contract, so he just prepared in advance.

But right now, with two seventh-level souls, they can barely be made.

As soon as he said and did, Wang Ziqiao suspended the magic scroll in the void, sealed his hands, spit out spells, gathered luck, used spiritual power, and outlined runes on the animal skin paper, like writing words, shining with golden light.

After a few minutes, Wang Ziqiao stopped speaking with a pale face, took the scroll in his hand, glanced at it roughly, nodded with satisfaction, and put it in front of the first sixth-level late old man, and said, "Press your blood handprint on it!" ”

"This?" The old man already felt that this scroll was not ordinary, and even felt the loss of Wang Ziqiao's qi and blood and spiritual power, and his heart jumped suddenly.

"Have you not confessed me to be Lord? This is the master-servant contract, and after pressing the handprint, you are my slave! Prince Qiao spoke.