"Beware!"

After Miyamoto Musashi ordered a breakthrough, Long Hao and the three of them immediately chose to pursue, and when Long Hao was fighting with a low-level grandmaster, Han Xin suddenly appeared beside him, and blocked a short sword that came straight to Long Hao's throat.

At the moment of the horizontal sword, Han Xin, who was experienced in combat, smashed his left hand directly and fiercely in front of him, and a guy in a black tightsuit appeared from the void, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and decisively grabbed the bushido master who had been beaten half to death by Long Hao, and hid in the void again.

Long Hao, who had lost the trace of the enemy, was a little confused, it was the first time he had encountered this situation, and at the same time, a trace of cold sweat broke out in his vest, if the knife just now had not been blocked by Han Xin, he was afraid that he would not have died or be seriously injured, and secretly complained in his heart about Long Er, who claimed to be able to detect everything around him.

"Ryuuji, what's going on? I was almost chopped up just now, don't you claim to be able to sense everything around you? ”

"Well, don't get excited, I just found a beautiful girl hiding in the void, I forgot to remind you!"

Long Er's figure appeared next to Long Hao, showing a sneer, but no one else could see him, so as not to cause any turmoil.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, it's unreliable at all!"

Long Hao turned white, this guy who looks like himself and calls himself Long Hao No. 2, he can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, how does this guy look like he copied his own memories? Could it be that the consciousness of the hereditary evil god is a little more? That's not right, the evil god, the cultivator who can close himself to death in retreat, doesn't look like this!

"Mouse, what do you want?"

Han Xin, who had repelled the enemy, turned around and found that Long Hao was actually in a daze, and quickly patted him on the shoulder.

"No, I'm thinking about something, Brother Han, who was that just now? It can be hidden in the void, and I didn't even notice it beforehand! ”

Seeing that someone had found Long Hao, Long Er stretched his waist and continued to hide in Long Hao's body to sleep, in fact, as a spirit body, he didn't need to sleep, but this guy was trapped next to the corpse of the evil god for thousands of years, and he really couldn't find any way to entertain, so he developed the stinky problem of sleeping for a decade or two if there was something.

"That's Dongying's ninja, I mentioned to you before, these guys don't have good combat effectiveness! Yin people are good hands, and what they are best at is hiding in the shadows and sneaking up on others! They should have come to support Miyamoto Musashi, let's stop chasing, it's already very profitable today, after this battle, Bushido has basically been crippled, and it won't play a role in the next battle! ”

In fact, Han Xin knew about the existence of Ryuuji, and he wanted to see this guy at the time, but then Ryuuji was reluctant to show up, so he gradually assumed that this guy didn't exist. began to introduce Long Hao to the origin of these guys, of course, the Dongying ninjas are not as unbearable as Han Xin said, they can be said that no one can beat them in terms of assassination, but they are the most difficult killers in the world to deal with, after all, they often hide in the shadows, and many people who are much stronger than them have died under their surprise attacks.

"That's a ninja? If you hadn't arrived in time, my life might have been gone, and these guys are really hard to deal with! ”

"In fact, it is not so easy for them to hide from us when they reach our realm, you just didn't know about their existence in advance, so you didn't pay attention, if you can really do it without knowing it, I wouldn't have found him just now!"

Seeing that Long Hao was a little discouraged, Han Xin patted him encouragingly, and said that the ninja was not as powerful as he thought. Long Hao was not too discouraged, after all, he himself now had a treasure trove, and he already had the current combat power after discovering the power of the evil god, and he didn't care so much about the so-called masters.

Since he decided not to pursue anymore, Long Hao also stopped his movements, and couldn't change his old problem, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it in a dashing manner. In that picture, a long-haired evil god in an ancient robe, suspended in mid-air and quietly holding a cigarette, don't you say, it's really interesting.

"In this way, samurai and ninjas have already appeared, but I heard that Toei also has a profession called Onmyoji, I wonder how their combat power is?"

"You don't have to worry about this, Onmyoji is actually a very niche profession, just like our Huaxia formation mage, mainly proficient in various auxiliary abilities and formation enchantments and other things, and the combat effectiveness is not very strong. Well, as long as you don't break into the killing array they have laid out! ”

The battle is over, after all, this is still the territory of the coalition army, even if there are ninjas rushing to support, Miyamoto Musashi and others do not dare to continue fighting, and Miyamoto Musashi himself has been seriously injured by Bai Qi, as for the work of cleaning up the battlefield, it is natural for the ordinary soldiers below to complete, so Han Xin and Long Hao also have time to chat.

"Kill? Like in the novel? ”

"That's not it, but the killing array is difficult to arrange, and it generally requires a lot of heavenly treasures and a special geographical location to be able to arrange, which is not as simple as imagined!"

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Regardless of the small talk between Long Hao and Han Shin, Miyamoto Musashi, who was seriously injured by Han Shin here, was rescued by the ninjas and taken to a dark room. A mysterious man with a grimace mask on his face hidden in a wide black robe, with no skin at all, sat on the high seat above, Jiro Kitamura, who was known as the first ninjutsu genius, and a petite but extremely hot young woman who looked like a disaster for the country and the people, stood on the left and right sides of the black-robed man.

"Miyamoto-kun, do you know how much your reckless behavior has caused us?"

"Ibaraki-sama spares his life, the little one is also impulsive, please give the little one another chance!"

If Han Xin and the others were here, they would definitely be surprised that the leader of the dignified Dongying Bushido actually knelt on the ground like a slave at this time.

"Spare your life? I really don't understand how you idiot got into the position of the head of bushido in the first place, I remember saying several times that our main task now is to concentrate all our efforts on awakening Amaterasu-sama. And you? How much combat power does Bushido still have today? I'm afraid that several grandmasters have been beheaded today alone, right? ”

"My lord, this ............"

Hearing the black-robed man known as Ibaraki-sama mention Amaterasu, Miyamoto Musashi began to hesitate a little, but he and Kitamura Jiro brought back the news. Now that they have invested so many resources and people to find a way to awaken Amaterasu, and even carried out a particularly cruel blood sacrifice, they were put on the table by Long Hao and others, how could he say it?

"What's this? Can't even speak clearly now? It seems that there is no need to keep you anymore! ”

"No, my lord, I say, I say! Kitamura, do you remember the man we saw that day? ”

"Huh? The god of Greece, you say? ”

Jiro Kitamura, who was named by Miyamoto Musashi, looked at the black robe with a confused expression, and then glanced at the woman on the other side, not understanding what Miyamoto Musashi meant by suddenly mentioning the gods.

"Phew, that guy isn't a god at all, he's in the same league as Han Xin!"

"No way, the momentum and appearance he exuded at that time were not at all possessed by humans!"

Kitamura Jiro, who was told the truth, couldn't believe Miyamoto Musashi's statement for a while, after all, they really saw Long Hao's existence that day, and they didn't look like an ordinary human being!

"I know it's hard to believe, but he's really in league with Han Shin and the others, and he was one of the people who attacked us today. Huaxia's cultivation exercises have always been weird and complicated, and this hateful guy should have practiced some special high-level exercises. Because his strength is very strange, he obviously only has the strength of a beginner grandmaster, but he can burst out with the combat power of a high-level grandmaster or even a peak grandmaster. ”

"So?"

"Maybe Amaterasu doesn't exist at all!"

"Presumptuous!"

Between the questions and answers, Miyamoto Musashi seemed to have touched some kind of taboo in the black robe, and I saw the black robe angrily waving his sleeves at Miyamoto Musashi, and the head of a generation of bushido leaders fell to the ground in an instant.

"Your Excellency!"

Jiro Kitamura on the side was stupid, and immediately knelt on the ground in a panic, afraid that this adult would be angry with him, after all, the news that Amaterasu might be revived was brought back by him and Miyamoto Musashi.

"Give me a thorough investigation of the details of the person you saw immediately, and besides, revive Amaterasu-sama's actions as usual!"

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