The moment when Chen Dong rushed out of the door of the hall.

The eyes suddenly brightened.

The bright lights in the courtyard illuminate everything clearly.

But he didn't stop, but ran quickly outside.

Now that the smoke is billowing in the house, the Iga faction has grasped the opportunity, and they don't know the number of people on the other side, so they have been stuck in the house and fighting, which is tantamount to a trapped beast.

If you can't turn the tide of battle as soon as possible.

In the end, not only him Chen Dong, but even Long Lao, Kunlun, and Fan Lu would definitely not be able to hold on.

It was just when Chen Dong rushed to the gate.

Behind him, at the door of the hall, the smoke suddenly parted, and a ninja dressed in a ninja suit and armed with a katana sword rushed out directly.

Touching the ground on your toes is lightning fast.

The samurai long knife in his hand dragged behind him, and the tip of the knife slashed the ground, bringing up large sparks.

At the same time, there was a burst of applause.

"Kill Chen Dong!"

This burst of applause was like an arrow.

Follow.

One by one, the ninjas tore through the smoke and rushed out.

Under the light, one after another ninja figures, like life-seeking ghosts crawling out of the depths of the Nine Shadows, ran towards the outside of the small courtyard.

In the blink of an eye.

The hall that was originally full of chaos was calm.

After a second of silence.

Several more figures rushed out of the smoke one after another.

"Young master, young master......"

Long Lao's face was a little pale, and a deep wound appeared on his left arm, and blood was gushing, staining the entire arm red.

This was cut by a katana during the previous battle with the ninja.

But after rushing out of the smoke, he didn't seem to notice the injury on his left arm, and was about to chase after him.

"Old ...... Dragon"

Kunlun grabbed Long Lao and dragged Fan Lu out of the smoke with his backhand: "Long Lao, you help me take care of Xiaolu, I'll go!" ”

The panicked Long Lao was about to retort.

But as soon as he saw Fan Lu's appearance, his face changed greatly, and his eyes were about to split.

At this time, Fan Lu had several knife wounds all over her body, and her abdomen was even more piercing red.

The whole person was extremely weak, if it wasn't for Kunlun's support, Fan Lu might have collapsed on the ground.

In a few people.

Fan Lu herself was injured, and her injuries have not recovered, and the battle just now, for her, was completely squeezing everything to persevere.

If it weren't for Chen Dong to lure all the ninjas away in time, maybe ......

"I, I'm fine, you go quickly, save, save Mr. Chen......"

Fan Lu's eyes were a little dark, and her pale face was full of anxiety and worry.

"You and Elder Long stay here!"

Kunlun's expression was solemn, and he scolded sharply, not allowing Fan Lu to refute at all.

He knows it.

Fan Lu's injuries, in the face of those Iga ninjas, it was difficult to continue the fight at all, and he only went to die.

And Long Lao himself is old, and the battle just now when the smoke blocked his sight was also extremely depleting to Long Lao.

If you really want to say that there is still combat power, then it is only him and the mysterious man!

After scolding, Kunlun looked at the mysterious man.

The mysterious man was in the best state of the few, with a grim expression, and a samurai sword in his right hand, on which blood was dripping.

Obviously, just in the short battle.

Mystic is the only one to counterkill his opponent.

The mysterious man looked at him coldly and said, "Kunlun and I can go, you can stay here." ”

His words made Fan Lu and Long Lao calm down.

Just another sentence immediately after.

Not only did it make Long Lao and Fan Lu's hearts beat wildly, but even Kunlun was like being struck by lightning.

The mysterious man slowly swung the samurai long sword, shook off some blood, and strode out of the meteor while saying coldly.

"Three Iga shinobi, eighteen Iga shinobi, you two go, and you are also dead! Kunlun...... Come with me! ”

Bang!

This moment.

Long Lao and Fan Lu stayed where they were completely.

Three upper ninjas, eighteen middle ninjas?

This Iga school, in order to kill the young master, just poured out his blood?

Fan Lu had witnessed the battle between the mysterious man and the Iga Shinobi, and the mysterious man was also injured in order to kill the Iga Shinobi.

And now...... The Iga genre, three of them were sent out at once!

This is no small stroke!

You must know that the upper ninja of the Iga school, if you take out any one, you can be a terrifying existence that starts a sect in the ninja world.

Last time, in order to kill Chen Dong, he folded the halberd and sank the sand and two Iga Shangnin.

This time, three more were sent, and there were eighteen middle ninjas.

This kind of writing, if you really want to describe it.

That's the game, just around the corner!

"God bless my young master......"

Long Lao's eyes were red, and he looked up to the sky and wailed with tears.

And Fan Lu sat on the ground in despair, chilling all over, looking at Kunlun who left with the mysterious man with empty eyes.

In fact.

At this time, Kunlun followed behind the mysterious man, and he also had a feeling of being in a trance.

When I was running, I even had a sense of dreaminess floating under my feet.

Three shinobi!

This is really a crisis at the level of Wang Bang!

After all, if you can do it in the Iga school, you can start a sect alone, and from the assassination of the two Iga Shinobi in Nanming Castle, it is enough to feel the horror of the Iga Shinobi.

Iga Shangnin, and the upper ninja among ninjas, that is the gap between the heavenly chasm!

The ratings in the ninja world are all formulated by the Iga ninjas!

And now, there are three upper ninjas chasing Chen Dong, and there is also a group of middle ninjas!

"Really, can it really work?"

Kunlun muttered in a heavy tone, revealing a deep despair......

This is the only time in him!

When he was on the battlefield, he had experienced the danger of life and death countless times, and crawled out of the pile of dead people, and he had never had such a state of despair and decadence.

"Your task and my task is to replace the three upper ninjas, and the remaining middle ninjas, after the lone wolf arrives, it is enough to solve it!"

The mysterious man's hoarse voice seemed to come from squeezing his throat hard.

But in the words, the emotions revealed also make people desperate as if they fell into the dark abyss.

Kunlun was shocked when he heard the tiger's body, and his wandering eyes quickly regained focus.

The mystery man is swapped, not killed!

The simple difference between the two words made Kunlun suddenly laugh bitterly.

"Two for three, aren't you even sure about yourself?"

"Guess?"

The mysterious man glanced back at Kunlun.

The wry smile on Kunlun's face became even stronger.

Do you need to guess?

Even the high-minded, domineering and arrogant mysterious person has now said to replace these two words, is there still a need to guess?

Took a deep breath.

Kunlun smiled sadly: "For the sake of the young master, I will not hesitate!" ”

The words were sonorous, and in an instant, Kunlun exuded an endless sense of death.

Rao is a mysterious person, and when he looked at Kunlun's eyes at this moment, he became surprised.

The next second.

The mysterious man shook his hand and threw the blood-stained samurai sword in his hand to Kunlun.

"Grab the weapon, I'll figure it out later!"