Hattori Hanzo's face was hidden under the black hood, and only the exposed eyes revealed essence, and under the cloth cover, his voice was slightly indistinct: "My country, give me divine power." ”

Among the nine heads of the nine gods, a snake head suddenly turned to look at the battlefield, and a vigorous energy shot out from the eyes of the giant python and injected into the soul body of Hattori Hanzo, and in an instant, the ninja who was good at hiding and hiding was shining brightly.

The strength of the ancient war soul not only depends on the belief and personal strength before death, but also depends on the faith.

Hattori Hanzo made contributions to the Warring States of Dongchen during his lifetime, and ninjutsu is the best in the contemporary era, if he uses the technique of ambush assassination, among all the Dongkan masters present, perhaps only Gen Yoshitsune can retreat with his whole body. This does not mean that Hattori Hanzo can only rely on assassination methods, ignoring his ninjutsu secret skills, and the actual combat power of the sword and gun, he is also enough to beautify Takeda Shingen and Date Masamune and others.

Now as a war spirit, under this specific condition, Hattori Hanzo has more advantages than anyone else, Iga Ninjutsu is famous all over the world, whether it is animation, movies, all kinds of publications have used it as background material, Hattori Hanzo is more well-known to the people of the world, and even in Chinese movies, Hattori Hanzo has also appeared many times, and there is an intersection with the East Undefeated, these people who know him well, are unconsciously providing a huge power of faith, under the multiplication of these advantages, how can Hattori Hanzo not be strong?

The nine python eyes shot out energy, and after Hattori Hanzo carried the amazing power of faith, the soul body was more condensed like a substance, he rotated his hands and exerted force on the hilt, the knife did not retreat but advanced, and he sent the knife forward, stabbing Yuan Chonghuan's sword without the enemy, leaving only the handle outside.

"Drink!" Yuan Chonghuan was hit by a strong impact, his legs were forced off the ground, and he hung on Hattori Hanzo's sword, and involuntarily flew backwards.

Hattori Hanzo held Yuan Chonghuan and quickly moved away from Yue Fei, who was angry.

"Huh, this is the power of faith?"

Before he died, his consciousness was extraordinarily clear, and he was close to Hattori Hanzo, and the process of using the 'power of faith' by the opponent gave Yuan Chonghuan great inspiration, and in nearly 400 years of soul career, he understood for the first time what the 'power of faith' was, but the irony is that this realization came from the enemy, and the epiphany was when the soul was about to be destroyed.

In Yuan Chonghuan's gradually blurred vision, he vaguely saw that Yue Fei was intercepted by the enemy, getting farther and farther away from him, and the energy of his soul body was also gradually extracted and diluted in this land of Shenzhou.

"Will this be my second death? will this time be the end of the world, and will it have nothing to do with the world? Or will it ...... Another form of life...... Get started?"

Feeling the so-called 'power of faith' rising in Hattori Hanzo's body, Yuan Chonghuan looked up at the sky and smiled.

"I was loyal to the country, but I was unexpectedly punished with 3,600 pieces of flesh, but the pain was not in my body, but in my heart!

Yuan Chonghuan looked downward, looking at Hattori Hanzo, who only showed his cruel eyes.

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"I fight for the people of the world, but the people of the world want to eat me and then fast, the world is very sad, nothing more than this!"

Before his soul was destroyed, Yuan Chonghuan's consciousness was exceptionally clear, he not only thought of the past in his life, but also saw the magical use of the power of faith in the enemy.

Yuan Chonghuan's originally gloomy expression suddenly appeared with joy.

"I also felt the power of my faith, which ...... This...... Doesn't this mean that there are still people who understand me? People in the world are not only the people who eat my flesh, but also those who are grateful for my heart!"

Trying to sense the power of faith with the soul fire that resembles a candle in the wind, Yuan Chonghuan's eyes refocused, his expression reappeared, the soul fire was like a whirlpool, and the power of his own faith was pulled into the soul fire, and the shaky soul fire exploded instantly, a majestic force, following the meridians and following the veins, permeating the soul of the law, Yuan Chonghuan was suddenly inspired by the soul power to look up to the sky and roar.

"I see!hahaha! I see——!"

"Anny?" Hattori Hanzo suddenly felt the blade of the knife sink, and a great resistance surged, preventing him from rushing forward.

Yuan Chonghuan's feet touched the land of Shenzhou again, and he immediately sank his waist, as long as he still had some strength, how could he not resist, even if he was dying, he would bite off a piece of meat on the enemy's body, this is the style and integrity of the Chinese heroic soul against the enemy.

Yuan Chonghuan smiled slyly: "Hehe! I wanted to exchange my life for your life, I asked myself if I could not escape death today, how could Your Excellency live up to your wish before death, on the Huangquan Road, you must walk side by side with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Chonghuan clasped the enemy's hands tightly, shouted, took a step forward, drank again, and went further, under Hattori Hanzo's face mask, a ray of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Ba Jia! let go, quick-let go-hand!" Hattori Hanzo's tone looked a little irritated.

Yuan Chonghuan was determined to die, he ignited all his soul power, and Zhou went up and down, rising a raging green flame, and pushed Hattori Hanzo back step by step.

Hattori Hanzo kept exerting his strength, but no matter what, he couldn't change the result of the gradual retreat, he twisted his wrist, and the knife in his hand was twisted, and the wound of the knife in Yuan Chonghuan's heart kept expanding.

The continuous expansion of the wound only brought Yuan Chonghuan a more resolute thrust, and the knife in Hattori Hanzo's hand simply hit horizontally, he pulled hard, and the sharp knife cut a larger wound, this knife made Yuan Chonghuan's upper body twitch, and the force of continuous forward push finally appeared a gap.

In the end, the results were seen, Hattori Hanzo applied force to the blade horizontally, and pulled it down, the Taidao almost broke through the chest, and a large amount of soul power escaped from the wound.

Hattori Hanzo listened to it, there was still a short distance behind him, his eyes showed a smile of escape, and the horizontal knife dragged again, and the knife actually cut a hole horizontally, breaking out of the body, and finally succeeded in getting rid of the enemy's desperate entanglement.

"Hey, go on your own road!" Hattori Hanzang was disdainful, and slashed back at Yuan Chonghuan's arm, at this moment, Hattori Hanzang's pupils dilated, and with a roar, the knife in his hand fell off.

The tip of a spear suddenly emerged from the center of Hattori's forehead and eyebrows, and disappeared in a flash, leaving behind a black hole the size of a finger, and the thick black energy was like blood, gushing out.

The lord of Iga, Hattori Hanzo, the battle of Shenshu, the soul of the gods.

Seeing that the enemy was dead, Yuan Chonghuan showed a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and Yuan Chonghuan was even more comforted in the face of Yue Fei, who had a resolute expression and no trace of sadness and sympathy.

"General Yue, you are the hero you admired the most in your next life, and after your death, I can join hands with you to fight against foreign enemies, and I will die without resentment. Yuan Chonghuan smiled miserably, and slammed back his claws into his chest, pulling out a wisp of flame from the depths of the wound.

"This is a soul fire, which contains a trace of the power of faith before dying, and I hope it will help you. As soon as he said that, as Yuan Chonghuan raised his hand, the wisp of soul fire was thrown at Yue Fei, and it disappeared in a flash.

The corners of Yue Fei's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to speak and stopped, but he still didn't speak, just quietly watched Yuan Chonghuan look up to the sky and laugh, and disappeared between heaven and earth in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Chonghuan's soul was destroyed and dissipated into the world.