Xiaohe Xinguang's body trembled, his face was already extremely pale, even if he was a middle ninja, he couldn't last long if he was bled like this.

One move to kill Xiong Chuan, who is a top ninja, has this young man's strength reached a level comparable to that of the imperial ninja?

Huaxia is really a strong man, and the strength of a young man is so powerful.

"When your grandfather comes, you're stopping the bleeding. Ye Canghai said indifferently, the strength of the Ghost Sword Saint Little Hippo Xiong is still okay, he may be able to take a few more moves from me?

"Go up together and besiege him. There was a cold light in Xiaohe Xinguang's eyes, and if he didn't stop the bleeding in time, he would hang up.

The strongest of the group of subordinates behind him is the middle ninja, most of them are lower ninjas, and he doesn't expect these people to be able to hurt Ye Canghai, as long as they can cause chaos, he may be able to take the opportunity to escape.

Facts have proved that Xiaohe Xinguang still thinks too much, dozens of people rush up, and in the next second, dozens of heads are flying in the air at the same time, which does not cause much turmoil at all.

The sound of blood rushing was like beautiful music, Ye Canghai looked around indifferently, put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes.

Seeing that Ye Canghai didn't speak, no one made a sound in the scene, ticking and ticking, time passed slowly, Xiaohe Xinguang and Shimokawa Nara were lying on the ground, their faces were like gold paper, their breath was like a gossamer, they left a few catties of blood, and they were not far from death, they seemed to see the great god of Yaqi calling them.

Knock knock, at this time, there were more than a dozen people rushing over.

"Toshiro Ito of the Ito family is here. ”

"Ito-sama is here, and that Huaxia man is going to be unlucky. ”

Toshiro Ito was flustered, very panicked, he didn't want to come over, but the head of the Xiaohe family asked him to come over, as a subsidiary family of the Xiaohe family, he didn't dare to disobey the order.

The people nearby hurriedly made way to come out, and Ito Toshiro came to Ye Canghai with some trepidation, and bowed a standard ninety degrees: "Welcome to Kyoto." ”

"Welcome to Kyoto. A crisp voice sounded, and Toshiro Ito was followed by ten women of superior looks and figures.

Ito Junlang knew that Ye Canghai had just gone to the Hado Club, although nothing glamorous had happened in it, but it could also be seen that Ye Canghai was a temperamental person, so he called ten women who were pure or charming, or Lori, or Royal Sister Fan in the shortest possible time, hoping that Ye Canghai would not make a big deal out of it for the sake of these beauties.

Wow, the crowd was in an uproar, Ito Toshiro is the head of the Ito family, the official worships the general of the left guard, and is an out-and-out big man, such a person is so respectful to a Chinese person, what is the origin of this young man?

"What's your name?"

"Toshiro Ito. ”

Ye Canghai frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "If the thief's eyebrows are like this, he dares to call the word Junlang?"

Ito Toshiro had a little anger in his heart, what's wrong with my name, it's in the way of you? Of course he didn't dare to say this, so he hurriedly smiled: "I changed it, from now on I won't be called Ito Toshiro, my name is ......"

Before the words were spoken, Ye Canghai directly slashed with a sword, and with a bang, Ito's head left his neck.

There was silence, everyone was suddenly silent, and a sword slashed Toshiro Ito's head? How dare this young man be so bold!

The bodies of the ten beauties trembled, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on their foreheads, which dazzled their carefully groomed faces.

The pupils of Kogawa Shinko and Shimokawa Nara shrank suddenly, thinking that a savior had come, but they didn't expect to be beheaded so neatly.

As soon as the mood stirred, a tiredness that penetrated deep into the soul swept over, and as soon as the eyes closed, the body slowly became colder.

"Uninteresting. Ye Canghai was not in the mood to slowly slaughter the rookie, and he disappeared directly into the night with one step into the air.

"My lord, what are you going to do with these people?" one of them pointed to the more than 900 people in the square.

"Let go, before that Huaxia God Ninja-level powerhouse is dead, you are not allowed to wantonly slaughter Huaxia people. ”

......

In a huge manor, one of the three major sword saints of the Sakura Country, the little hippo Xiong, is swinging his sword, his sword swinging speed is very slow, but his movements are very elegant, and then he dances the sword faster and faster, but the movements still reveal elegance and atmosphere, and it looks extremely chic.

Little Hippo Xiong is known as the Ghost Sword Saint, because his body and swordsmanship have reached the level of being like a ghost, and he is practicing the swordsmanship of the Mirror Heart Wise Flow, and he has already reached the great success of this school of swordsmanship, and now he has reached the realm of transformation, and his every move is natural.

Nikko City, Kegon Falls.

Kegon Falls is one of the three major waterfalls in the country of cherry blossoms, and the water flowing from Lake Chuzenji gathers into a large rock wall 97 meters high at the back of the river, and rushes down with a volume of water of three tons per second.

Anyone who witnesses this waterfall will be amazed by its majesty.

A middle-aged man with a cloak and a ronin stared at the waterfall, watching the waterfall go straight down, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, and a surging sword intent brewing in his heart.

"Cut off the flow!"

Whew, his body jumped towards the waterfall, and the sword light slashed across the waterfall.

Suddenly, the waterfall flowed backwards, there was a deep sword mark on the big rock wall, and the invisible sword qi was engraved on the rock wall, and the water of the waterfall did not fall for three days.

He is the strongest descendant of the sword saint Tengyu who killed the sword saint Tengyu in seconds, and Beichen's first sword.

On Mount Fuji, the Sword Saint of the Red Bridge Hougu sat cross-legged in mid-air, endless sword qi hovering around him.

"Condensation!"

Those terrifying sword qi were suddenly linked one by one, and a radius of thousands of kilometers turned into a sword domain, and in this sword domain, he was a god.

Boom, the boundless aura continued to wash his body, and the spiritual power in the dantian space underwent a transformation, both in quality and quantity.

"Finally this step!" "The Sword Saint of the Red Bridge Hougu opened his eyes violently, and a sword light shot out of his eyes as if it were substance.

As soon as his hands were stretched out, his thoughts moved, and a hurricane of more than a dozen magnitudes hung around him.

"Ye Canghai, four days later, you will die in Huangquan. ”

The Sword Saint of the Red Bridge Back Valley is the head of the three major Sword Saints of the Sakura Country, and he is the inheritor of the Shinto Thoughtless Stream, and his momentum is especially above the other two Sword Saints.

The three major sword masters of the Sakura Country represent the three major swordsmanship schools of the Sakura Country, and the techniques of their swordsmanship schools have almost developed to the extreme.

Shinto Wunian Stream, Beichen One Sword Stream, and Mirror Heart Wise Stream respectively represent the three ultimate swordsmanship, and the source of these three schools is in the mysterious Huaxia.

Four days passed in a flash, and on this day, countless people around the world focused on the cherry blossom island nation.

In the sky above the Gokuni Shrine, the satellites of several powerful countries are searching.