There was no preparation for the back, and no weapons were in hand. His weapons were all in the room and not taken out.

The distance is approaching, and he is also retreating.

The chains in his hands tightened tighter and tighter, so tight that he felt like his palms were about to be cut by the hard chains.

Well? Wrong. He looked at his palms, and the blood had already soaked his hands at some point.

It literally punctured the palm.

Only then did he take the time to see what the chain really was: every lock ring was covered with tiny sharp teeth. It's better to say it's a chain than a saw.

No wonder they had no intention of wrestling with him just now. Such a weapon is simply impossible to use without armor!

But why, I don't feel pain in my hands...

But the ninja didn't give him another chance to think.

When they were still ten steps away from meeting, the ninja's hand holding the knife had moved slightly sideways, lowering his body, and his feet suddenly exerted force.

In an instant, he was like gliding, and just that step almost flew in front of Xiu! At his side, his wrist flipped and the blade slid out an inch. At this moment, the ninja is already close at hand.

Although he had a distance that could be considered a weapon, it was clear that this thing could not be used with his bare hands.

He didn't know how to face such an obviously battle-hardened opponent with his bare hands, but at that moment, he boldly thought of a way: not let him draw his weapon!

Xiu threw a fist and slammed it hard into the hand holding the knife. But the moment it came out, he felt that something was wrong.

The ninja didn't seem to have any intention of drawing his sword any longer. Even at such a close distance, even if the knife was already halfway out of his body, he still didn't draw it.

Instead, at the moment of repairing the punch, the move changed. Drawing a knife becomes a push knife. With the handle as the tip of the knife and the scabbard as the handle, the sheath stabbed out from the bottom to the top, and before Xiu's fist could be in place, all kinds of things hit his chin.

Click——————

Hu Che and the village chief couldn't help but widen their eyes at the same time, and the god lord frowned slightly.

The white boy was just bumped into it alive. The moment he was hit the chin, he had already fainted. He was thrown high by his concentrated body, even exceeding the height of the ninja, and fell far away.

"Repair ......"

Yae Sakura couldn't seem to believe it, and before she could make any moves, the god pulled her into his arms.

"Don't make a sound." That's what the Lord said.

"Father... Father... Repair... Xiu he was—" She was almost speechless.

"I know, I know." He comforted his daughter, put her against his chest, patted her on the back, "Don't speak, no matter what, don't move, don't talk." If you can, it's best if you get down. ”

The heavy impact and the miserable flying figure made a ninja feel absurd for a moment: is it too much to take such a small child so seriously.

But soon, he erased the strange look in his heart.

There was no need for mercy, he deserved to be treated like this.

Perhaps, that's what those who died thought in their hearts.

He withdrew his saber with some dissatisfaction, and felt that something was wrong.

With such a weak fighting technique, can it really kill so many ninjas?

Absolutely impossible. How strong Shangnin's strength is, he knows very well that it is definitely not something he can kill.

Then it seems that the old man of the ghost martial arts did a good thing.

But he knew better than anyone how heavy his injuries were.

The injuries on the old man's body, the two most fatal knives were left by him, and he knew exactly how much impact it had on his strength.

It seems to be a trap, and that's the only way to explain it.

He looked up at the other companions.

The formation of the seven-man group had just been established, and the battle ended before they could play, and they all felt a little ridiculous.

Originally, they were quite expecting this little ghost to behave, but it turned out to be so motionless, which was really disappointing.

Through that mask, you can feel an embarrassing feeling as if you are being played.

He slowly approached the paralyzed child, and after making sure that he was not pretending to be dead, he began to wonder if he had been beaten to death by himself.

"Are you pushing too hard?" The remaining ninjas approached and gathered around him.

"Can you imagine that he is so weak." He said unhappily, "It's also possible that I've been numbed, and I've put enough potion on the chain to stun me, let alone him." Originally, it was for the oni warriors... Forget it, take him with you. It doesn't matter if he's dead or alive, let's go and die. ”

"That ghost warrior," said one of his companions.

"Ghost Wu has obviously abandoned this place, and there is no need to search it."

A ninja grabbed Xiu and put it on his shoulder, and looked at the remaining people with bad intentions, "What about these villagers?" ”

"Someone will do it, but not us." Knife Ninja "Don't waste time, hurry up." ”

"Oh, okay." The ninja who grabbed the repair nodded.

Laugh at!

The long knife went through the chest.

Intense pain burst through his chest, and almost instantly he lost strength in his hands and feet. The long knife slashed vertically, and the surging blood mist stained the entire night sky. In the disbelieving eyes of the ninja with the sword, the ninja who was carrying the cultivation withdrew the katana.

A knife flower at great randomness threw the blood on the knife to the ground.

"Traitor !!" The ninja roared and shook the chains out of his hands.

But this weapon is for the sake of attacking, to seize the first hand of attack. If it's a frontal attack, he doesn't have much effect.

The ghost warrior's scabbard was raised, and after latticing the chains, he let the remaining chains wrap around the wooden scabbard layer by layer along the force, allowing the fine sharp teeth to get stuck in the sheath.

At this time, a ninja with a short dagger in his hand had stepped forward and stabbed the traitor in the waist insidiously.

But the traitor didn't dodge or dodge, so he raised his foot and kicked it hard. A cold light flashed in the ninja's eyes, and the dagger did not retreat or flash, but instead added another strength to stab at the foot that kicked him, determined to penetrate him.

But when the dagger stabbed the sole of his shoe, it suddenly bent in a very exaggerated arc, and it broke with a "collapse"!

Before the ninja could react, he was slammed into his face by this kick. As if he had been hit in the face by a siege cone, he flew upside down like a broken sack, and rolled hard a few times after falling. With just one kick, the ninja's pupils began to dilute.

"Masao, why are you betraying!" The angry ninja's words were filled with coldness.

"Okay, okay, your so-called husband is dead." The "traitor ninja" leisurely ripped off his mask, revealing an old but inexplicably majestic face, "Aren't you looking for me?" The old man smiled evilly, "The old man can stay by your side for a night!"

"Die!"

"Don't!" The ninja who lost his mind was immediately pulled. The ninja looked gloomily at the sword-wielding shinobi who was lying in a pool of blood and the stunted lock ninja, "That's the ghost warrior!" We're three people less, we're not opponents. Withdraw!"

As if he had regained his sanity by this sentence, he stopped being impulsive, withdrew his weapon and decisively turned around and prepared to leave.

But another man blocked their way.

"My daughter, where have you taken you?"

The sound of the Yae Shrine deity making the rest of the people feel cold from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

(End of chapter)