Not good!

The exclamations of the two companions instantly made Iga Feiliu, who was gliding close to the ground, furious.

Almost at the same time.

A Ling Ran killing machine, like a tidal wave, invaded and devoured the Iga Flying Stream.

Iga Feiliu looked up abruptly, and saw Chen Dong who was close at hand, revealing a cold smile that penetrated people.

This scene.

Like a heavy hammer, it slammed into Iga Hiryu's heart.

Electrifying and flint.

The long knife in Iga's hand slammed straight into the ground, forcibly stopping the sliding momentum.

But not waiting for him to draw his sword.

Chen Dong, who had already rushed in front of him, had already swung out the samurai short sword.

Poof!

The samurai dagger swept through Iga's abdomen, bringing up a pool of blood.

The sharp pain instantly made Iga Feiliu a little furious.

He roared.

His gaze suddenly became hideous.

Almost instinctively, he directly punched Chen Dong.

Bang!

Punching each other, Chen Dong immediately staggered back five steps, widening the distance between him and Iga Feiliu.

And Iga Feiliu also got back on his feet.

He looked down at the blood-stained wound on his abdomen in horror and rage.

At this moment, Iga Feiliu felt like he was going to be in the aftermath of the catastrophe.

If I had been a little slower just now, I would have hesitated for a moment in my head.

This knife is by no means just cutting through his flesh and skin.

But...... Disembowelment!

Exquisite calculations, completely replica acting skills, and the decisive killing of this knife in the end.

At the same time, Iga Feiliu at this time was angry with Chen Dong, and at the same time, he also felt a chill of fear from the bottom of his heart.

He slowly raised his head, the anger and madness in his eyes quickly retracted.

In its place, there is a stagnant calm.

"You anticipated this knife from the very beginning."

Chen Dong's eyes were cold, his face was full of boundless anger, and he smiled coldly: "If this is not the case, how can we get even?" ”

Iga Feiliu's body was shocked, his eyes looked at the injury on Chen Dong's left arm, and smiled lightly.

And compared to the current wanton dialogue between the two.

The two shinobi who were watching the battle not far away were apprehensive.

In the battle just now, everyone thought that Chen Dong was concocting the same method.

Unexpectedly, their conjecture had already been calculated by Chen Dong.

It was with the help of their own conjectures that Chen Dong unexpectedly buried this fatal knife!

Just a little bit!

Even if they knew that Chen Dong was the target they wanted to kill.

But at this moment, the two of them didn't dare to deny that Chen Dong was really close to ending the battle with Iga Feiliu with one knife just now!

This has to ...... What a horrific calculation?

Airplanes!

Iga Feiliu did not continue to speak, but brazenly raised his samurai sword and slashed directly at Chen Dong.

He chose to duel with Chen Dong, but he did not forget about this mission.

The more you delay, the more you risk the task failing.

He wanted to use Chen Dong to hone his realm, and if it was to complete the task and hone the realm, he could also put it aside for the time being.

Pressed for time.

Except for the stormy attack, Iga Feiliu didn't have much time at all to make good use of Chen Dong's whetstone and hone his realm.

And this time.

Chen Dong didn't dodge anymore.

Face the murderous Iga Feiliu.

Be decisive without hesitation.

No dodge, no dodge.

Directly brandished the samurai dagger to meet it.

In a flash.

Bell Bell ......

In the bamboo forest, the sound of swords clashing echoed.

Every time the sound sounds, a cluster of sparks will burst out in the dark bamboo forest.

The faint spark illuminated the figures of Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu for a short time.

The two of them quickly moved and flickered, and the knives in their hands brought up pieces of afterimages, and they continued to attack the opposite side.

A hearty onslaught.

Rao is the two ninjas who watched the battle, and they also saw the blood in their bodies boiling.

In the bamboo forest.

Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu's figures moved rapidly, and even a trace of afterimage was brought up due to the lack of light.

The onslaught again and again is completely the unwanted style of Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu.

Every now and then.

There will be bamboo that will be affected, and there will be a bang, and the waist will be cut off.

And in this kind of stormy battle, whether it is Chen Dong or Iga Feiliu, they are adding wounds to their bodies at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Although every wound is not fatal.

But the blood that flew in the sky still made the two Shangninas who were watching the battle feel bloody, and the battle intent was churning in their eyes.

"When did the intelligence of the Iga school become so weak, Chen Dong in front of him is very different from Chen Dong in the intelligence, Feijiajun died unjustly!"

A Shangren said in a deep voice, and his admiration for Chen Dong in his words was undisguised.

They didn't know how Iga Feijia died at the hands of Chen Dong in the first place.

But just by looking at the strength of Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu when they were fighting, they could make up for it in their brains, and when Chen Dong was facing Iga Feijia at that time, as long as he had a little negligence, it was enough to decide the death of Iga Feijia!

The other Shangnin nodded, and then chuckled: "However, although Feijia-kun and Feiliu-jun are brothers, there is a gap in strength and talent, Chen Dong can kill Iga Feijia at this age is already a miracle, but when facing Feiliu-kun, defeat is only a matter of time, at such an age, there is such strength, as well as the city and talent, they are all dragons among people." ”

"It's a pity that in the end, I still have to die, and I have to become the whetstone of Feiliujun."

The last sentence is tinged with sarcasm and disdain.

The three great shinobi were present.

In the heart of this Shangnin, Chen Dong was already just a fish on the chopping board.

If it weren't for Iga Feiliu wanting to sharpen his realm and the three great ninjas joining forces together, even if Chen Dong could hold out for a while, the so-called moment was only a few seconds, and then Chen Dong would face death!

There is no suspenseful ending, so he doesn't mind at all, at this time, Iga Feiliu temporarily neglects the task and has to duel with Chen Dong.

When the strong gradually become stronger to a certain extent, it is difficult to enter the bottleneck.

Everyone is eager to find an opponent, in a life-and-death struggle, hoping to break through the bottleneck.

It's just that...... It is easy to find opponents around the strong, but there are very few who can fight to the death.

At their point, there are not many people in the Iga school who are in the same realm, but they are by no means unable to find an opponent.

The key is...... Fight to the death!

Clang!

Chen Dong and Iga Feiliu, who were fighting like a storm, slashed in the air.

Sparks fly.

The terrifying force instantly shook the two of them backwards.

Iga Feiliu took the lead in settling his body.

Without hesitation.

Both hands suddenly raised the long knife, and in an instant, the arms were even more muscular, like a python wrapped around the samurai long knife, slashing with all its might.

"Eight-foot dwelling!"

Rumble!

The violent and domineering sword qi roared, destroying the withering and decaying, and the fierce shot of the plough court and sweeping the acupoints towards Chen Dong.

However.

Chen Dong, who tried the "eight-foot juhe chop" once.

Now face it again.

Still no dodge.

On the contrary, under the cold gaze of Iga Friusen, a strange sneer was drawn on his cold and cold face.

And then.

Under the terrifying gaze of Iga Feiliu and the two Kaminobi.

Chen Dong raised his katana and once again thought about the "Eight-Foot Juhe Slash"!