"Your Excellency's genre, I have never seen it."

Mifune's face was heavy, observing Xue Hui's movements, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

"It's just a genre I've picked up, but it seems to work for me."

Xue Hui said truthfully.

Then, with his sword diagonally in front of him, he placed it at his side, and said to Mifune:

"Just tried the feeling of slashing people with this knife and it was perfect. Now it's time to try the feel of a machete. ”

"What?"

Mifune didn't understand the meaning of Xue Hui's words for a moment.

But Xue Hui didn't give him time to react, and immediately rushed forward and launched an attack.

"So fast!"

Mifune was surprised to find that the speed of his opponent's rush was no weaker than his own flash.

Without having time to think about it, Mifune retreated at a rapid pace, while guarding with a horizontal sword in front of him.

However, Xuehui's goal is not Mifune itself at all.

It's the knife in Mifune's hand.

Mifune's defensive posture with the sword in front of him was in line with Xue Hui's intentions.

Between advancing and retreating, Xue Hui kept pulling in the distance.

"Eight leaves and one knife, zero type, Futaba!"

As Xue Hui's words fell, an icy killing intent enveloped Mifune's whole body.

Mifune could only barely see Xue Hui's action of taking out the knife, and then there was a flash of white light, and the paradoxical feeling of slashing with his own Iai, his brain was sluggish, and he subconsciously swung a knife with instinct.

When he came back to his senses, Mifune was shocked to realize that Xue Hui had already walked out of the circle surrounded by his samurai, and at this time, these onlookers looked at Mifune with dull eyes, to be precise, the sword in Mifune's hand.

The first time Mifune came back to his senses, he didn't feel the pain coming from his body, and while secretly breathing a sigh of relief, he found the eyes of his subordinates around him, and then looked at the treasure island in his hand.

"This!"

His favorite knife was split in half from the tip of the knife, and the already thin blade was neatly split into two halves along the midline, connected by the handle.

Mifune's eyes widened, no one had ever done such a thing in his memory, maybe the previous Iron Country general, that is, his ancestor, could, but no one would ever give him this opportunity.

I didn't expect this white-haired samurai to do this incredible operation in the battle.

Seeing that Xue Hui was about to leave directly, Mifune hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Mifune lost his heart, after this fight, I also understand that your Excellency's cultivation is actually the way of Shura, and killing people is your Excellency's way of making a knife."

"I don't know why I was spared, but please leave the Iron Country as soon as possible! The Land of Iron can't afford to kill your Excellency anymore! ”

Mifune pleaded with Xue Hui.

Xue Hui heard Mifune's shout and stopped.

"Your sword is like your life, you say it yourself."

Mifune was stunned, watching Xue Hui's departing pace, opening his mouth, and finally turning into a long sigh.

"Alas, you have disposed of all the corpses in the store, and I will go and explain to the Daimyo."

"Pass the order, don't want the samurai of the Iron Country not to provoke the white-haired samurai with demon swords, as for the ninjas, then let them die!"

Mifune ordered, and after that, he asked the blacksmith about the origin and name of Xue Hui, but received an answer that he knew nothing, the only thing he knew was that the knife was named after the blacksmith.

A month later, the name of the white-haired samurai who wielded the demon sword Muramasa gradually spread in the Land of Iron.

It's not just Mifune's mouth that caused all this, since then, one or two corpses have been found in the corners of the land of Iron from time to time, from the ruffians to the samurai, the only thing in common is that they are all slashed and clean.

Regarding Xue Hui's behavior of not leaving a living mouth, everyone's opinions are also divided into two factions, one group of people think that Xue Hui kills all bad people, as long as he doesn't do bad things, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

The other group of people believes that among the people killed by Xue Hui, there are certainly heinous people, but there are also people who are not guilty to death, such as the little gangsters who usually only do stealing chickens and dogs, they may have to live on this for various reasons, and Xue Hui's practice is just satisfying his own pleasure of killing.

But in fact, they are just talking, judging from the fact that the officials of the Iron Country have not taken action, they can't help this mysterious white-haired samurai.

And Mifune they really can't do anything about it, except for a few people such as Mifune, they don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of Xue Hui.

Fortunately, Xuehui didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for helping them 'clean up' a group of secret 'rats', so the higher-ups had to pray that Xuehui, the plague god, would leave the Iron Country soon.

However, at this moment, Xue Hui did leave the Iron Country quietly as the high-ranking officials of the Iron Country prayed.

He was tired of using samurai to test his soul and refine his soul, and after absorbing some soul power, Xue Hui retrieved some memories, and the profession of ninja appeared in his memory.

Next, after investigating, he set his destination in the small country closest to the land of iron, the country of Tano.

What Yukiki did in the Iron Country only spread within the Iron Country, and in other ninja countries, he probably dismisses the rumors of a declining samurai class.

As a result, Xue Hui passed through many villages and towns along the way, but no one connected Xue Hui with the white-haired samurai of the Iron Country next door.

It's just that Xue Hui was disappointed that Tian no Kuni did not establish a ninja village, which made him feel a little unhappy.

But just when he was about to leave Tanokuni and go to other countries where Ninja Village existed.

A chance fight attracts Xue Hui's attention.

Frost Ninja's ninja squad is facing off against Cloud Ninja's ninja squad.

On the scene, even if the number of frost ninjas was significantly greater than that of Yun ninja, anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was Yun Ninja's side that had the advantage in strength.

Moreover, Xue Hui found out from a distance that Frost Ninja was protecting the only child among them, and for this reason, he was afraid in the battle with Yun Ninja.

In a short time, several companions were lost, and the remaining frost ninja saw that the situation was not good, and their faces were desperate.

On the other side, Yun Ren became more and more courageous, and sneered at Frost Ninja:

"Give up resistance, hurry up and hand over this kid to us, maybe we can spare your life if we are in a good mood!"

"Impossible! If His Royal Highness the Prince is handed over to you, then we will not escape death! ”

Frost Shinobi refused without thinking about it, but her trembling legs betrayed their true state at this time.

"Then there's nothing to say, anyway, as long as this kid doesn't die, we can't take care of any missing parts to fight!"

Yun Ren said with a wild smile.