Chapter 257: Dried Persimmon Ghost Shark VS Decapitated Broadsword Monster?

In the mountain forest, a young ninja with a blue skin and a shark face is leading a group of ninjas to quickly skip through the canopy of the forest and move towards a certain location.

Since the dried persimmon oni shark was assigned as the exclusive subordinate of the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, this is the first time that he has received a mission from the fourth generation of Mizukage Goji Tachibana Yakura.

The content of the mission is also very simple, which is to investigate a small mountain village in a remote area.

Although the dried persimmon ghost shark doesn't know what is in this small mountain village, this time the four generations of Mizukage crossed the watermelon mountain puffer ghost and directly issued a mission to himself, which is something worth thinking about.

Suddenly, there was a stirring in the canopy of the trees in front of him, and this subtle movement immediately attracted the attention of the dried persimmon ghost shark.

"Stop!"

In addition, a total of four ninjas immediately fell to the ground, and at the same time, a black shadow in front of them also jumped down from the canopy, standing on the opposite side of the dried persimmon ghost shark.

The dried persimmon ghost shark looked fixedly, and standing in front of him was a strange man wearing a black robe with a white bandage wrapped around his face.

And behind this strange man, carrying something wrapped in a white bandage, the silhouette should be a broad-bladed broadsword.

"You are..."

For this strange person who suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way, the dried persimmon ghost shark's eyes narrowed slightly, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart, and he always felt as if he had seen this dress somewhere.

But before the dried persimmon ghost shark could figure out where this familiarity came from, the strange man in front of him had already put his hand on the handle of the broad-bladed broadsword behind him.

This is undoubtedly an act of declaration of war.

And the ninja behind the dried persimmon ghost shark was not ambiguous, and directly pulled out the katana in his hand and rushed towards the strange man in front of him.

"Hmph..."

A faint cold snort came from the stranger's bandage-wrapped face, and then the stranger's hand, which had already held the hilt, shook suddenly, and the bandage wrapped around the broad-bladed broadsword behind him quickly slid off.

And this time, the dried persimmon ghost shark and the three fog hidden ninjas also saw the true face of this broad-bladed broadsword.

"This is..."

"Behead the broadsword!"

As a ninja of Fog Hidden Village, there is no one who does not know the seven ninja swords of Fog Hidden Village.

Moreover, the mission given to the Fog Hidden Ninja is that as long as they see a ninja knife in the hands of outsiders, they must take it back at any cost.

"I didn't expect someone to take the initiative to send a big fish to such a boring task."

"Then we're welcome."

As he spoke, the three Mist Ninjas jumped and slashed at the strange man with the decapitating broadsword in three directions, and in their opinion, it was almost a nirvana.

But just as the three katanas were about to slash at the monster's head at the same time, the decapitation knife in the monster's hand also moved.

Almost instantly, the decapitating broadsword, which was supposed to be relatively bulky, was raised by the strange man with one hand, and the three katanas were blocked at the same time.

"So fast!"

A mist ninja exclaimed, but before his words could fall, the strange man went faster.

I saw that the strange man's right hand quickly went up, flicked all three katana into the air, and then crossed a straight line horizontally in the air.

In an instant, the bodies of the three Mist Ninjas were split in half.

Three clouds of blood mist erupted from the middle of the Mist Hidden Ninja's body, staining the air that had been filled with the aroma of licorice with a strong smell of blood.

A total of six corpse pieces fell to the ground, and the strange man raised his eyes to look at the dried persimmon ghost shark in the distance, which had not moved.

Regarding the death of the three companions, the expression of the dried persimmon ghost shark did not change at all, and it was completely indifferent.

Because the dried persimmon ghost shark has seen the death of too many companions, and these companions were all killed by his own hands, now the dried persimmon ghost shark is very emotionally numb.

It's just that what puzzles the dried persimmon ghost shark is, who is this weirdo in front of him?

The last bearer of the beheading big sword among the seven ninja swords was Loquat Shizang, could it be that the person in front of him was Loquat Shizang?

"Loquat Ten Tibetan Seniors?"

The dried persimmon ghost shark asked a tentative question, but the strange man did not answer, and the decapitation knife in his hand swung left and right twice, rushing directly towards the dried persimmon ghost shark.

"Don't you speak?"

"Then it seems that the only way to do this is to use force!"

The katana behind him pulls out his katana and rushes towards the strange man at the same time.

The knives of the two met in the middle, and the first to collide sparks, and the battle rose to a fever pitch in an instant.

Between the swords and swords, the figures of the two flickered and moved, and for a while, no one could help anyone.

But gradually, the dried persimmon ghost shark felt a little struggling.

The use of the decapitation broadsword is to pay attention to the power and sink, although the dry persimmon ghost shark is born with strange powers, and an ordinary katana can resist the slash of the decapitation broadsword, but over time, the blade of the katana has been curled in many places.

The current dried persimmon ghost shark does not have shark muscles, and it is directly a loss in weapons.

Although the Decapitation Broadsword has no special attack attributes, it is said to be the weakest of the seven ninja swords, but it is far from being matched by ordinary blades.

Damn it!

The dried persimmon ghost shark quietly glanced at the steel katana in his hand during the battle, although it was already a high-grade weapon, it was still no match for the sharpness of the decapitation broadsword.

If you continue to fight the strange man in front of you, the katana will soon break.

You can't use weapons to divide the victory, you have to use ninjutsu.

Determined in his heart, the dried persimmon ghost shark immediately jumped onto the crown of a towering tree, and quickly sealed with both hands to perform a ninjutsu.

"Water escape, burst water and rush waves!"

A huge stream of water like a lake poured out of the mouth of the dried persimmon ghost shark, and the rushing water rushed towards the strange man on the ground like a mountain torrent, and the strange man's body was instantly swallowed up in the flood beast.

"Is this the end?"

There was no trace of the strange man on the water surface at all, and no one climbed out of the water after waiting for several minutes, which made the dried persimmon ghost shark a little disappointed.

Because the burst water rush is not a ninjutsu used alone, this ninjutsu is a combination ninjutsu that needs to be used in conjunction with shark spiritism.

Create an environment for the sharks with a blast of water, then let your own psychic sharks kill enemies in the water.

But this time, before the shark could come out, the weirdo was already submerged in the water.

"It's just going to take some time to find that big knife."

The dried persimmon ghost shark looked at the deep water area under the big tree with some helplessness, and even the dried persimmon ghost shark himself didn't know where the beheading knife and the strange man's body would be washed away.

But in any case, the decapitation knife must be recovered.

The dried persimmon ghost shark jumped from the canopy of the tree and jumped onto the water, ready to start searching for the decapitation broadsword.

But at this moment, from the heel where the dried persimmon ghost shark had just landed on the water's surface, a hand slowly reached out from the water and grabbed the dried persimmon ghost shark's ankle.

"What!"

"Water Escape: Water Prison Technique!"

A large amount of water gushed out from the bare hand that grabbed the dried persimmon ghost shark, and the current immediately surrounded the entire body of the dried persimmon ghost shark in a round shape.

This technique will not cause any damage to the body of the dried persimmon ghost shark, but the dried persimmon ghost shark in the water prison cannot move and seal, and the dried persimmon ghost shark who will also use this technique knows this clearly.

Through the water film, the dried persimmon ghost shark looked at the strange man slowly emerging from the water next to it.

Since this strange person can also use the water dungeon technique, there is no doubt that he must be from the Fog Hidden Village.

Who is it in Wuyin Village?

And what will this weirdo do with himself next?

Just when the dried persimmon ghost shark had no idea what would happen next, things went in the most unlikely direction.

I saw that the strange man took his hand out of the water balloon formed by the water prison technique, and the water prison technique was cracked.

The dried persimmon ghost shark fell on the water in a kneeling posture, and looked up at the strange man in front of him who took the initiative to let go of himself with a blank face, and the confusion in his eyes seemed to ask "why".

The strange man slowly took off the bandages on his face with one hand, and said, "The former child has now grown into an adult, which is not bad." ”

"Long time no see."

"Oni shark..."

Seeing the strange man's face under the bandage, the expression on the face of the dried persimmon ghost shark instantly changed from dazed to shocked, and his wide eyes stared at this familiar and unfamiliar face incredibly, and he didn't dare to leave for a moment.

"Uncle..."

"Your Excellency..."