"There is great beauty in heaven and earth! It is the tiniest pine needle, a snowflake, and there is also beauty. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Xue Lingyun suddenly realized.

He drew his purple sword and walked forward.

A moment later, a long ravine appeared in the snow, about two meters deep.

Brush!

He moved forward with another sword, and a long ravine existed.

He swung sword after sword, and kept swinging it, with a look of incomparable concentration in his eyes.

His swordsmanship has long entered the subtle realm, but there are still many flaws in his swordsmanship, and now these flaws are constantly being made up.

Rumble!

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a loud noise around, and I saw that more than a dozen tall trees had all collapsed, and Xue Lingyun's body was floating in mid-air.

A smile appeared on his face, that day he defeated Huo Fei and knew the subtle realm, and today he suddenly had an epiphany and stepped into the intermediate subtle realm.

Of course, his current martial arts realm is still far inferior to that of his previous life.

"In a dozen miles, the Futian family is located. Xue Lingyun continued to walk forward, secretly saying in his heart.

These ten miles would take a long time for ordinary people, but less than three minutes had passed, and Xue Lingyun was already standing in front of the village where the Futian family was located.

On the surface, the village in front of him was quiet, but Xue Lingyun had already seen the ninjas hiding in the alley and behind the roof, and these ninjas had already sent out warning signals.

With a sneer on his face, Xue Lingyun ignored these low-level ninjas and continued to walk forward. As he walked, he surveyed the layout of the village.

Japanese culture originated from China, and their architectural layout is very similar to that of ancient China. In ancient China, the north was respected, and the same is true here.

After a few more minutes, Xue Lingyun came to the northernmost part of the village, where there was a huge courtyard with many beautifully built attics. On the plaque above the gate of the courtyard are written two Japanese characters - Fukuda.

"Looks like this is it. Xue Lingyun smiled faintly, he pushed open the courtyard door and walked in.

The courtyard was large, but it was empty inside, and there was no one in sight.

"Where are the people of the Futian family? I, Xue Lingyun, have come here today! Aren't you going to avenge Fukuda Koichiro? Why haven't you come out yet?" Xue Lingyun let out a long howl, and he spoke standard Japanese.

After his voice fell, he saw the gate at the other end of the courtyard open, and more than a dozen ninjas dressed in black and wearing masks rushed out from inside.

The dozen ninjas stood in a row, as if they were greeting someone...... A moment later, a middle-aged man came out of it, he was also wearing a black ninja outfit, but he was not wearing a ninja mask.

This middle-aged ninja gave people a very capable feeling, with murderous aura in his eyes, and looked at Xue Lingyun coldly.

"Are you from the Futian family?" Xue Lingyun looked at the middle-aged man, smiled faintly, and said.

He had already seen that the middle-aged man had cultivated to the acupoints, but he had only cultivated a few dozen acupoints. The innate true qi in this middle-aged human body is also abnormally thin, far inferior to Wang Tianyu, Huo Fei and others.

"I am the ninja leader of the Fukuda family, Fujiwara Yu, and I have met Your Excellency. The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Fujiwara, don't you have the surname Futian?" Xue Lingyun frowned and said.

The middle-aged man looked at Xue Lingyun coldly and didn't reply.

"Let the people of the Futian family come out. Xue Lingyun smiled and said.

"You are just a Shina person, how can you deserve to let the people of the Futian family come out to fight against you? How can you have such qualifications?" Fujiwara said coldly.

"In front of me, insult Huaxia for China, you are already dead. Xue Lingyun frowned and said.

"A little Shina man, so arrogant, go to death!" Fujiwara let out a cold snort.

Brush!

At the same time, Fujiwara Xiong had already drawn his katana and slashed towards the top of Xue Lingyun's head.

Suddenly, a waterfall-like sword aura appeared in the sky, almost visible to the naked eye.

The eyes of the dozen ninjas behind all showed admiration, and they didn't know when they would be able to have such a cultivation as a leader.

For Xue Lingyun, these ninjas didn't take it to heart at all. They knew that a Chinese enemy had arrived recently, but they didn't think that a Chinese could defeat the leader, Fujiwara Yu.

Fujiwara also had a hint of confidence and even pride on his face.

At the beginning, he thought that the person who could kill Koichiro Fukuda must be very powerful, but when he saw that Xue Lingyun was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he had long since taken Xue Lingyun to heart. He felt that even if Xue Lingyun was a peerless genius, he was too young after all, so he couldn't be his opponent.

At this time, Xue Lingyun had already made a move...... He swung his Vermilion Purple Sword, and a sword aura went forward.

Rumble!

A loud bang came, and suddenly the waterfall-like knife qi was turned in half!

Under Fujiwara Xiong's frightened gaze, this sword qi had already reached his chest, and in an instant, Fujiwara Xiong's body was cut in half.

You must know that the Vermilion Purple Sword is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, far superior to ordinary mortal weapons. Besides, even without the Zhu Zi Sword, Xue Lingyun could easily kill Fujiwara Xiong.

Around, a dozen ninjas stayed there.

"How could this Shina man, who looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, kill Fujiwara-sama?"

"How can a person be so powerful?"

"He killed Fujiwara-sama with just one move!"

Hearing the voices of these people, Xue Lingyun looked at these people, with a trace of coldness on his face, and said, "You and others insulted Huaxia as a branch, and today they deserve to die." ”

Brush!

He waved the Vermilion Purple Sword, only to see a sword qi sweeping more than ten meters in front of him......

More than a dozen ninjas in front of them wanted to escape, but their speed was not comparable to the speed of the sword qi. A moment later, the bodies of more than a dozen people were slashed to pieces.

In the innermost courtyard, Fukuda Shou and Fukuda Yoshiko are still sitting in the house.

The snow was falling heavier, and the cold wind was howling, but the room was unusually warm.

At this moment, a black-clothed ninja rushed in from outside and knelt in front of the two of them.

"Master of the Kai family, Lord Fujiwara has been killed!" the ninja said with his head bowed.

"How is that possible?" Fukuda Shou was taken aback, he stood up, incredulous, and said, "According to the people of Shina, Fujiwara Xiong is already in the late innate realm, how can he not be that person's opponent?"

"What now? The ninja said again.

"Sending thirty-six Shangninas to form a large array of wind volcanic forests is enough to kill this person. Fukuda Shou thought about it, and then said.