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The purple-clothed ninja's pupils were contracting, and the fear in his heart gripped his heart tightly, making him feel like an invisible blade that had passed through his heart, and his heart was dripping blood.

He had seen murderous scenes, but he had never seen such bloody scenes, and the hundreds of black-clothed ninjas under his command were all dead in a matter of minutes.

Standing in front of him, Wang Ning, who was covered in blood, was no longer a person in the eyes of the purple-clothed ninja, but a god with the breath of death in every inch of his body.

The purple-clothed ninja looked at Wang Ning with empty eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "Lin, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, in, front." ”

"Ninja Nine-Character Proverb", this nine-character mantra is a mantra recited by Taoist priests when they expel demons in the mountains, and ninjas also use this "nine-character proverb" as a mantra.

Ninjas use this "ninja nine-character motto" because they believe that living in an environment where they will die at any time, reciting this mantra can give themselves a kind of self-hypnosis, so as to eliminate fear and increase the effect of spiritual power.

After reading the "Ninja Nine-Character Proverb", the eyes of the purple-clothed ninja had a focus again, shooting a resolute light, waving the katana in his hand, and shouting: "One hundred and eighty slashes against the wind!" Rushing towards Wang Ning frantically.

Wang Ning stood still and did not move, brandishing the katana in his hand, and connected the purple-clothed ninja with one hundred and eighty swords, without moving at all.

At this time, Wang Ning's competitive spirit was also mobilized by the purple ninja, and now he didn't want to rush to kill the purple ninja, but wanted to completely defeat the purple ninja mentally and completely break his spirit.

Wang Ning wanted him to kneel in front of him and tremble, and lower his head that was blind and arrogant because of his belief in the way of the tiger, and always held high.

Seeing that the one hundred and eighty slashes against the wind did not take Wang Ning, the purple-clothed ninja unconsciously took a few steps back, accumulated his strength, and shouted again: "One hundred and eighty slashes against the wind!"

Wang Ning still stood still in place, waving his knife to meet the attack.

When the purple-clothed ninja unleashed ninety swords, Wang Ning found a flaw in the dense knife momentum of the purple-clothed ninja, and the katana in his hand gently stabbed forward and stabbed the purple-clothed ninja's left arm.

This knife, Wang Ning retracted his strength and handed it out, and it did not hurt the muscles and bones of the purple-clothed ninja, but only pierced the flesh and cut a big hole, and the blood flowed like an infusion, making the purple-clothed ninja in unbearable pain.

The purple-clothed ninja howled in pain, and quickly stepped back, staring at Wang Ning with frightened eyes, but still holding his katana high in his hand.

Wang Ning said in a deep voice: "Are you still coming? I will stab your left arm with the next knife, and I will stab your left arm with a knife in the future until your arm is abolished." ”

The purple-clothed ninja looked at Wang Ning blankly, and continued to read in his mouth: "Front, soldiers, fights, people, all, arrays, columns, in, front." ”

After reading it, the purple-clothed ninja perked up and shouted wildly: "One hundred and eighty slashes against the wind!" and pounced again.

This time, Wang Ning didn't give the purple-clothed ninja any chance at all, the purple-clothed ninja's knife hadn't fallen yet, and Wang Ning's katana had already stabbed the purple-clothed ninja's left arm.

The purple-clothed ninja roared wildly, retreated again, held the knife in both hands, pointed at Wang Ning, and read: "Lin, Bing, Fight, One, All, Array, Column, In, Front." ”

After reading it, the purple-clothed ninja's eyes shot out a crazy light again, and he roared wildly: "For His Majesty the Emperor! ”

This time, the purple-clothed ninja changed his previous fast knife fighting style, holding the knife with both hands, slowly moving forward step by step, and the katana stabbed forward inch by inch, and the movement was unusually slow.

Seeing the purple-clothed ninja slowly drawing out the knife, the knife was extremely heavy, Wang Ning frowned instead.

If there are melon-eating people who don't understand martial arts at this time and see this scene, they must think that the purple-clothed ninja is simply crazy, and he can still kill people with such a slow knife?

But Wang Ning knew very well in his heart that the purple-clothed ninja was a lose-lose fight, and it was a life-sacrificing blow that condensed the full potential of his body.

The purple-clothed ninja seemed to be moving slowly, but the sword momentum had already shrouded Wang Ning's next move change in the purple-clothed ninja's sword momentum.

At this time, no matter how Wang Ning moves, he will completely suppress the sword momentum of the purple-clothed ninja, even if Wang Ning can break the knife momentum of the purple-clothed ninja, it will be difficult to escape the doom of the purple-clothed ninja who will burst out and stab Wang Ning's heart with a knife.

Outrageously powerful punch!

With all the potential in life concentrated on one point, and with the unreserved fighting style, even if Wang Ning can deliver an earth-shattering blow, the best outcome is to die with the purple-clothed ninja.

Wang Ning didn't want to bury this guy, staring at the tip of the purple-clothed ninja's slowly approaching knife, and quickly retreated under his feet, one step, two steps, three steps,......。

Seeing Wang Ning retreating rapidly, the purple-clothed ninja's face showed a crazy smirk, his feet sped up, pressing step by step, and the speed of his progress became faster and faster.

Wang Ning's eyes showed a playful look, he was not afraid of the purple-clothed ninja's rapid pursuit, he was afraid that he would not move quickly.

The faster the pursuit, the faster the power of the purple-clothed ninja's slash against the wind, the faster it will fall.

The speed of the purple-clothed ninja's pursuit has reached its peak, and the power of the sword is less than half of the beginning.

Seeing that Wang Ning had retreated to the end of the corridor, and his back had already reached the stone wall at the end of the corridor, the madness in the eyes of the purple-clothed ninja became even more fanatical, and he roared: "Long live the Emperor-Your Majesty!"

The knife sped up violently, and the katana sword was like a bolt of lightning, stabbing at Wang Ning's chest rapidly.

Wang Ninghu roared, his luck dantian, and the internal force penetrated through his arm, all of which were concentrated on the katana in his hand, and stabbed out.

It was too late, it was too fast, and the tip of the katana in Wang Ning's hand slammed into the tip of the purple-clothed ninja katana.

There was a bang, and the katana in the hands of the purple-clothed ninja broke inch by inch, turning into countless pieces, falling in a row, and the fragments of steel were scattered all over the ground.

The powerful internal force, through the katana, was transmitted to the arms of the purple-clothed ninja, and the arms of the purple-clothed ninja were shattered piece by piece, turning into a puff of blood mist and scattering in the air.

The purple-clothed ninja didn't even notice that his arms had exploded into a blood mist, and he stared at Wang Ning in a daze, the fear in his heart had exceeded the limit of his psychological endurance.

The powerful blow that unleashed all the potential of life was actually broken by Wang Ning so easily!

The purple-clothed ninja couldn't believe that his life's killing move didn't hurt a single hair of his opponent.

At this moment, Wang Ning, in the eyes of the purple-clothed ninja, is no longer a warrior, but a majestic god that mortals cannot look up to.

Wang Ning withdrew his katana and said coldly, "Kneel!"

The purple-clothed ninja subconsciously fell to his knees, lowered his head with tears streaming down his face, trembled, and roared hysterically: "I'm defeated, I'm not your opponent." ”

Wang Ning said indifferently: "Since you know that you have been defeated, then answer my question well, where is the person you kidnapped yesterday?"

The purple-clothed ninja raised his head violently, his eyes shot a crazy light again, and he shouted: "I was defeated, and my skills are not as good as others, but my original intention of being loyal to the emperor still does not change!"

Before he could finish speaking, the purple-clothed ninja jumped up violently and hit his head against the granite wall next to him.

With a crisp snap, 10,000 peach blossoms bloomed, and the head of the purple-clothed ninja shattered into a rotten watermelon, a wisp of soul, and returned to Dongying to be loyal to his emperor.