Before the words fell, Yun Ren's side made a move.

"Thunder away!"

A cloud ninja's middle ninja released a thunderbolt and spread along the ground towards the frost ninja.

"Damn!"

Frost had no choice but to hurriedly protect the little prince and jumped up to dodge.

But this jump happened to fall into Yun Ren's arrangement.

"That's all the fighting qualities of the small ninja village? It's boring, go die! ”

Yun Ninja's upper ninja was already on standby, and seeing this excellent opportunity, he directly drew his sword and slashed towards the frost ninjas who couldn't dodge in the air.

The blade passed, and the two frost ninjas were killed instantly, leaving the last young frost ninja to protect the little prince of the frost country and escape, but the blood splashed on their faces made them lose sight.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly, a knife silently pierced the body of the young frost shinobi from behind his chest, and the frost shinobi let out a 'grunt' in his throat and fell down weakly.

The little prince of the Frost Country had long been blurred by blood, and his whole person was motionless, and after such a blow, he had long since become overwhelmed, like a puppet.

"Cut, it's really frustrating that such a task should be carried out by an elite team like ours!"

Behind him, another Yun Shinobi who had just killed the last Frost Ninja shook off the blood on the flicker and said disdainfully.

"Alright, mission accomplished."

Yun Shinobi, the leader of the team, spoke after inspecting these corpses.

"With the prince of the Frost Country, then the Frost Country will have to obey our Yun Ninja, and then our Yun Ninja will be able to obtain supplies directly from the Frost Country in wartime, and we can have more cannon fodder such as the Frost Ninja."

Yun Ren Shangnin said, and stepped forward to stun the poor little prince.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side—

"Four no Shape, Momiji Cut!"

Yun Ren was startled, and quickly drew his knife and turned around to guard in the direction where the voice came from.

But the expected attack did not appear, but there were three muffled sounds of 'bang bang bang' all around.

Only then did he realize that the other party's target was not himself, but his three subordinates.

"Samurai?!"

He didn't have much time to pay attention to his subordinates whose fate was unknown, and the moment Xue Hui appeared, he saw this strange man dressed as a samurai.

Although the land of Ta and the country of iron are next to each other, this does not mean that it is normal to see a lone samurai here.

What's more, he took the initiative to shoot at the ninja.

"This is our ninja business, you are a samurai meddling, you are too lenient, right?"

Yun Ren Shangnin said in a deep voice, secretly accumulating chakra.

Xue Hui didn't look at it, and his gloomy eyes looked at Yun Ren coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person, and Yun Ren felt unhappy for a while.

"Thunder Escape, Pseudo-Darkness!"

Seeing that Xue Hui did not move, Yun Ren Shangnin directly launched a surprise attack, and a burst of thunder surged towards Xue Hui.

"A mere samurai, you still dare to go against our cloud ninja, it seems that you don't know the difference between our ninjas and you, go die!"

Yun Ren controlled the thunder and shouted.

Xue Hui faced this rapid thunder attack, and calmly took half a step back with his right foot to stand still.

Holding the knife in both hands on the left side of his body, he gathered strength while watching the approaching Lei Dun.

"Six-Type: Frost Sky Slash!"

At the moment before Lei Dun was about to hit him, Xue Hui swung this sword with a frosty aura.

The blade was as cold as a cold wind, splitting the thunder escape, and the dark blue sword qi it brought up roared towards Yun Ren.

"What?!"

Yun Ren didn't expect that a samurai would be able to resist his powerful thunder escape head-on, so he didn't check for a while, hurriedly turned sideways, raised his ninja knife and blocked Xue Hui's sword qi.

But the price he paid was that his ninja knife, which had been with him for a long time, had a layer of frost attached to it, and the low temperature almost made him unable to hold the hilt.

At this moment, Xue Hui, who didn't want to give the other party any chance, set off, and quickly came to Yun Ren's body, looking at the other party with an unremarkable knife.

A knife that seemed ordinary to outsiders, but in the eyes of Yun Ren, it was like a scythe of death, affected by Xuehui's momentum, he had lost the opportunity to dodge, gritted his teeth and raised the ninja knife in his hand to block.

"Click!"

At the moment when the two knives collided, Yun Ninja's ninja knife made a crisp sound, and the blade that was already affected by the frost was directly cut off by the demon knife village, and the fracture was extremely smooth, showing the sharpness of the demon knife village.

Of course, Yun Ren didn't have the opportunity to sigh at the power of this knife, because he became a first-hand experiencer in the next second.

Half of his body, starting along the shoulder of the hand holding the knife, was cut by Xue Hui with Muramasa.

For the first time ever, the exploding blood left traces of blood on Xue Hui's blade, and it fell down the blade to the grass.

The Demon Knife Village was pressed to the ground by Xue Hui, and let out a crisp tremor.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control it for a while."

Xue Hui was talking to himself as if he was explaining to the Demon Sword Village.

In this open place, there is no one alive except for Xue Hui and the little prince who is standing still.

Xue Hui paused for a few seconds, then raised the demon knife, absorbing the soul power of these cloud ninjas and frost ninjas through the blade.

Xue Hui was pleasantly surprised to find that the effect of this wave of absorption was better than the efficiency of the previous week, and he had vaguely recovered some impressions of the world.

The country of the vortex and the whirlpool clan suddenly appeared in Xue Hui's mind, these two words brought Xue Hui strong emotions, making him have to cover his head to adapt, and at the same time made him realize that this was the key to himself.

After a while, Xue Hui slowly put down his left hand covering his head, and then his right hand suddenly raised the demon knife Muramasa, and said loudly:

"Since you don't want to leave yet, then take the initiative to show up, otherwise don't blame me for being a killer!"

As Xue Hui's warning fell, a middle-aged man slowly walked out of the surrounding woods, with a turban similar to that of Sand Shinobi wrapped around his head, and his face looked older than his actual age.

Under Xue Hui's cold gaze, the middle-aged man walked to the side of the little prince of the Frost Country, squatted down and gently stroked his head, and comforted him softly.

"My name is Xuan Weng, I'm not your opponent, and I don't have the idea of fighting you, if you want to do it, it's up to you."

The middle-aged ninja Xuan Weng gently hugged the little prince and explained to Xue Hui.

"Poor boy, about the same age as my son, it's all right, it's all over, come back to your senses!"

Under Xuan Weng's gentle voice, the little prince of the Frost Country seemed to come back to his senses, and his hands tightly grasped Xuan Weng's clothes, allowing Xuan Weng to wipe the blood on his face.

Xue Hui watched this scene quietly not far away, without any movement.