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Seeing that the air flow was spreading rapidly in a rippled shape, wanting to swallow and drown him, and in the desperate situation of having no way to escape and no escape, Fujita Saburo had no choice but to hold the sword with both hands, replace defense with attack, and use the sword as a sword, and launched the most powerful and domineering mystery killing move of the Iga faction. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

With a loud shout from Fujita Saburo, the sword rounded, and a sword slashed down, like a deep hell, and a big hand reached out, trying to tear the turbulent air ripples.

However, when the air flow of the faint Buddha light spread everywhere, the sword cast of stainless steel, visible to the naked eye, turned out to be melting inch by inch, and the blade of the sword, which was more than three feet long, instantly turned into a liquid and flowed down.

Then, his already dry fingers and wrists, like flammable and explosive things, burned without any suspense in the torrent of fire, and exploded in the beep.

Fujita Saburo let out a ghostly cry wolf-like howl, and retreated quickly, his body shook, like turning into the wind, and disappeared.

The ninjutsu of the Iga faction.

The so-called ninjutsu is just to influence people to create some blinding methods at the level of direct vision, and all obstructive methods are only to create some misleading illusions on people's vision and touch in a short period of time, so that ninjas can attack or better escape, so in the interface of time, it is not possible to violate the restrictions that need to be limited by many geographical conditions or surrounding environmental factors.

To tell the truth, at this juncture, Saburo Fujita uses ninjutsu, which really doesn't make much sense.

As the Buddhists say, everything in the world is like a dream.

Whoever has conjecture, speculation, and stubbornness is obsessed.

When the dream classmates finally gathered the strengths of all families, they merged into one furnace and cultivated them to a great success.

It's like a Buddhist family opening the supernatural power of the eye of heaven, seeing the nature directly, and all illusions are like nothing.

Fujita Saburo's strange movements of jumping up and down with ninjutsu skills similar to chameleons are simply ridiculous in his eyes like golden eyes, and they are more wonderful than Jiangxi old watches playing monkeys.

Ru Nuo didn't kill Miaoyu Shitai, and Classmate Meng must have given him a warm applause in return.

But now, no, he must die.

The remaining strength of the knife was not extinguished, and then another knife was slashed......

Airplanes!

The years urge people to grow old, and there is no trace of a knife.

With a bang, Saburo Fujita showed his body and fell to the ground, and then, visible to the naked eye, his clothes were shattered, turning into countless fragments, and the north wind blew and disappeared in an instant. Then, the carcass of the Fujita Gate Master underwent a mysterious and extremely mysterious change, partial, and the speed was terrifying, so that people didn't have time to appreciate the characteristics of the door master, and the muscles quickly dried up, atrophied, and in just a few breaths, it turned into a puff of dust and swept away with the wind, leaving only a skeleton.

The most talked-about thing is that the mask of the master of the vine hall is called solid, and from the neck down, there is a skeleton left, and it still covers his face tightly, always loyally leaving the last fig leaf for its master.

However, when another gust of wind came, it still cracked with a click, and then, not only tore off a large part of the door owner's facial muscles, but also flew away with the door owner's two eyeballs.

At this time, the footsteps were messy, the voices were noisy, and a large number of villagers rushed over.

Nakamura Flying Leopard, Suzuki Forty-six, Kagawa Speedy, Taguchi Shinye, Mizushima Wada came.

The third aunt and her four children came.

The old patriarch came.

Miss Hoshiko is here.

......

The woman's angle of gaze is clearly different.

The first glance of the three aunts and Miss Xingzi was the nun in the arms of classmate Meng, a delicate woman.

Their eyes were different, Miss Xingzi was confused, perhaps she was deeply surprised by the heavy taste of Dream.

And the three aunts are directly full of dissatisfaction, you say, on a cold day, you don't enjoy the warmth in the warm bed, run out to find a nun, what is the matter?

Then, she found out that not far from the skeleton, there were two pieces of flesh "lying" there, how could they not tell that it was her husband after decades of husband and wife!

Suddenly, her beautiful face turned pale, and she felt like she was in a dream, as if she was talking to herself: "God, tell me, what the hell is going on, ...... dream"

How young and vigorous are her children, where is the need to trouble God and his old man in this scene, it is clear that his father is dead, and this person is the only one alive, the murderer is not him, who else? Could it be herself?—— even if he commits suicide, no one can cut himself into two pieces, right?

Young people are impulsive, they don't care if you are Wuzun or Wenzun, the hatred of killing your father is not shared!

The so-called, if there is revenge, it is not a gentleman, and if you don't take revenge for killing your father, it is even more in vain for the son of man!

The four children didn't say a word, they drew their knives and rushed.

Yume-san has no interest in explaining.

The next moment, his mood was so violent that he wanted to transform into a beast and kill people and devour blood!

The four teenagers flew over, he didn't even bother to use the knife, he held Miaoyu in his left hand, and waved his right hand, puff puff!

The void pressed four palms, one palm for each heart, and the four teenagers were shaken away, and after falling to the ground, they didn't even snort, and they were already out of breath.

"Ahh

Inoue Kazujing and other samurai pressed their swords to move, and the old patriarch shouted: "Stop!"

He took a step forward and said slowly, "Mr. Meng, you can go." As for the conscription, the old man will handle it with Nakamura-sama. ”

Meng Classmate nodded slightly, and then, turning around, moving his heavy steps, slowly walked away. Nakamura Flying Leopard and the others didn't dare to come forward to ask, because, just looking at the tyrannical eyes of classmate Meng just now, it was likely that the slightest inappropriate word would cause a bloody incident.

Recently, there has been a news that shocked Jiuzhou among the people: the master of the Iga faction, Saburo Fujita, who participated in martial arts, died!

Although, many people are skeptical, with the peerless martial arts of the Fujita Gate Master, how can anyone kill him in this world?

However, the Iga faction also kept a low profile, and no one came forward to refute the rumors.

Could it be that this is the default?

In the midst of the discussions, there was exciting news that the acting helmsman of the Gangrou School, Lord Fairy, had settled a personal grudge with Mr. Wu Zunmeng;

It's really a wave of unevenness, and it's rising again and again.

Here, people haven't had time to digest the death of the Fujita master of the Iga faction, and their minds have been stuffed with such explosive news, and they are deeply anxious that the memory of their heads is too small and completely insufficient.

Anyway, these days, between restaurants, restaurants, teas, and even nightclubs, there are enough talking points, and at the same time, a large number of critics have also been created, as if, overnight, many unknown samurai are speaking freely in a detailed analysis, showing their professionalism and skill, letting people know their awesomeness, remembering their names, and contributing to them wearing the halo of stars and achieving overnight fame.

The fall of one celebrity will bring up more celebrities.

This is true.

This is the happy people who benefit.

The world is balanced.

It's like a flat of soil, heaped high here, and sunken there.

The same is true of people.

Someone takes away the joy, and someone has to carry the pain.

The fairy left, alone, with pain on his back, silently walking towards Beilan Mountain.

The general rudder of the rigid and soft genre, the inner hall.

The elder elder elder looked extremely cold, and his cold eyes looked over from the ten disciples under the seat, and said coldly: "Who came up with the idea, stand up for me." ”

No one moved.

"Why, since you have so much courage to sell your chief helmsman, don't you dare to stand up and admit it?"

Tezuka-kun and Aiba-kun glanced at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes.

"Hehe," the long-eyebrow ancestor sneered, "Don't think I'm dizzy and demented, I don't know your little fancy intestines, all along, the fairy has been crushing you, you are very unwilling, hateful, and want to destroy her by the hands of others." However, let me ask you, if there were no fairies, how old would you be?"

After a slight pause, he said coldly: "With you, can you provoke the big beam and compete with the Iga faction?"

"What else do you have to say?"

Xiang Yejun suddenly raised his head, looked at the long-eyebrow ancestor, and said, "Ancestor, it's not our private decision, and we don't dare, it's just ......"

He shut up and couldn't go on.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the long-eyebrow ancestor, stared at him, and said, "But what?"

Xiang Ye Jun said: "A few days ago, we did have a decisive battle between the fairy and the dream to calm the restless emotions of the people below, but we still didn't dare to do it, we want to report to you and let you decide." Later, we received a letter from the general, in which we were ordered to do so immediately. ”

"The general's order?" Changmei Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then, he quickly understood the mystery, with the retirement of Ichiro Okada, the chief instructor of the Iga faction, and the death of the master of the Fujita Gate, the Iga faction gradually declined, and the rigid and soft school will push the rigid and soft school to a higher level because of the existence of masters such as fairies, forming a dominant family.

Perhaps, in the eyes of many people, the rigid and soft school has always been the loyal backing of the support of the general's group, and the strength of the rigid and soft school will undoubtedly provide a stronger guarantee for the general's group and be more conducive to the consolidation of his political institutions.

However, when the Gangsoft school is strong to a certain extreme, and there is no threat from any force, they are prone to swell, and even, in turn, influence the trend of the entire shogunate power structure, then, at that time, even the great shogun will have to rely on its snort and bow to it!

This must never happen!

What the great general needs is balance, a balance that restricts each other.

Therefore, the fairy is going to die.

The long-eyebrow ancestor closed his eyes gloomily, tired and lonely. Years of fighting, whether it is the distance of the rivers and lakes or the politics of the temples, what is the plan? What is the result?

He was at a loss......

March 1.

North Arashiyama.

The North Arashi Mountain is as high as a kilometer and faces the sea on three sides.

At the top of the mountain, the pine forest is like the sea.

Due to the continuous snowfall, the mountains are covered in plain water, like a sea of snow.

On this day, the wind howled and the snow fell.

Onlookers are the disposition that human beings can never abandon.

Early in the morning, thousands of people gathered at the foot of Beilan Mountain.

Because the people of this battle involved Wu Zun, although the reason for the decisive battle was due to personal grudges, the military department still took a high degree of attention and dispatched a large number of elite samurai to maintain order and avoid accidents such as people stampeding.

Moreover, the force value of Lord Fairy and Mr. Wu Zun Meng's force value are very terrifying, in order to avoid the danger of being affected, idle people are not allowed to go up the mountain.

In the morning, people saw that the fairy in a snow-white dress carried her sword up the mountain slowly, but it was almost noon, but there was still no shadow of Mr. Dream.

Could it be that Mr. Dream has given up?

According to the great bushido spirit of the Yamato nation, if Mr. Yume gives up the challenge, then the highest authority of the shogunate has the right to deprive him of the title of martial honor, and he is no longer a martial artist, not only has he lost the rights that martial arts should have, but even the humiliation he has brought to the military department will be severely sanctioned, and even, sent to a military court for trial.

If he evades responsibility again, the military department will notify the whole country, arrest him, and hunt him down.

Noon.

There were great fluctuations in the mood of the thousands of people under the mountain, and people scolded Yume-san while eating a boxed lunch.

The crowd was surging, and all kinds of scolding and foul language on the street couldn't control the splash.

"It is said that the people of Middle-earth do not keep their promises, so no, see it......"

"What a martial artist, I'm sorry, don't discredit our great samurai......"

"I see, it's our fairy who is so powerful that he is so scared that he pees his pants, and he is embarrassed to appear in his soaked pants......"

"I'm afraid of death!"

"In my opinion, I must have known that I was going to die under the sword of the fairy, presumably, I am still holding the beauty to enjoy the last pleasure......"

"Alas, shame on you......"

......

Twilight.

Just when thousands of pairs of eyes looked through the autumn water, Meng was late and appeared in everyone's sight.

The originally noisy sound immediately stopped.

Meng carried a freshly painted coffin on his back, dark red, like his eyes, as if the precipitation caused by too long congestion.

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

——

He came step by step.

The people who were originally blocking the road immediately moved to both sides very cooperatively, and automatically and consciously moved out of a passage and let him go up the mountain.

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

He walked very slowly, and everyone could see that his mood must be very heavy, so heavy that it infected the surrounding space, and the air seemed to freeze.

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

Brush brush brush

——

As his footsteps approached, the pressure on people increased, as if he was stepping on not the snow on the ground, but the heart of every human being.

With each of his steps, people felt their hearts beat, and by the end of the day, their heart rates were beating in sync with the rhythm of his steps.

As a result, people suddenly become deaf and can only hear the beating of their hearts:

Bang bang

Bang bang

Bang bang

——

Fragile people, unable to stand the heart rate violating their daily rules, stomach flipping, Huo Ran "wow" vomiting.

What's more, his face was bloodless and he fainted.

A sigh came down from the mountain: "Three Shao, they are all innocent, you can let them go......"

The green pines are covered in snow, like huge ice sculptures towering into the sky.

Under the ice sculpture, the fairy's white dress is like snow.

If the ice sculpture is a masterpiece of nature's holy hand, it is majestic and shakes between heaven and earth.

Then, the fairy is out of the world, gathering the aura of heaven and earth in one, and it is beneficial to see the dust out of the world, and its beauty is indescribable.

"Are they all innocent?" classmate Meng slowly and gently put down the coffin, stared at the fairy, sneered, and said coldly: "Then are you guilty, or am I guilty?"

The fairy froze.

She shifted her gaze and looked at Classmate Meng carefully guarding the coffin beside her, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and said, "The person inside is ......"

Meng said: "Miaoyu." ”

"Miaoyu?" the fairy hadn't seen Miaoyu Shitai, and thought for a while, "Could it be Miaoyu Shitai, the proud disciple of the West Kunlun Purple Smoke Shenni?"

Meng said, "Hmm. ”

The fairy couldn't help but be surprised, and said: "It is said that Master Miaoyu has extremely high martial arts, and occupies a very high position in the Middle Earth Martial Arts, in my opinion, it should not be under me, how can it be ......?"

Classmate Dream said: "It's Saburo Fujita's hand." ”

The fairy was stunned again, followed by a light in his eyes, and said, "So, is Fujita Saburo really dead?"

Meng nodded silently.

The fairy smiled, feeling happier than defeating Fujita Saburo, and said: "That's good, it means that your martial arts are already very powerful, and there are few people in this world who can threaten you." ”

Meng said, "So what?"

The fairy said, "That ......"

She wanted to say, then, at least, after you are invincible, you can better protect your relatives and friends.

She saw the coffin, and the reality that showed that no matter how high her martial arts are, sometimes, she can't protect the people around her.

Classmate Meng's face was full of loneliness and depression.

That trace of tiredness penetrates through the bone marrow and makes people feel heartache.

The fairy thought for a while and said, "Sanshao, what are you going to do?"

Meng said, "What should I do?"

The fairy said, "Yes." ”

Meng said, "What do you want me to do?"

The fairy sighed, "At least, we can't do it like this?"

Meng glanced at her and said, "You want me to kill you?"

The fairy nodded and said, "Anyway, for the Gangsoft School, at this moment, I am already a superfluous person, no, I should be a mortal person." ”

Meng looked at her and said, "You know the inside story." ”

The fairy nodded and said, "Our civil forces are all products formed under the impetus of power groups, that is, chess pieces that have been given a certain meaning. When a certain meaning disappears, or is not needed, those of us who are chess pieces will be discarded, which is the trend of the times, and no one can change the rules. ”

Meng said: "So, you know that you will die at my hands, but you still have to come." ”

The fairy said, "Yes." ”

Meng said: "Haven't you thought that I will never kill you?"

The fairy said, "Of course I thought about it." However, it is useless, as long as I leave this place alive, I will still be hunted down by the secret authorization from the entire high level of the shogunate, and it will not be long before I will still be assassinated. ”

Meng classmate stared at her, her charming face, a trace of desolation, a trace of weakness, her heart seemed to be blocked, and she felt a colic.

"Fairy. ”

"Hmm. ”

Meng approached slowly, grabbed her hand, stroked her face, and said softly: "I have lost a lover in my dream, and I will never lose another one." ”

The fairy smiled sadly and said, "Sanshao, I can't do it." ”

Meng smiled, held up her cheeks, and said, "Give it to me, I'll take you away." ”

The fairy was surprised: "How to go?"

Meng didn't speak, but just answered her with action, but his action fairy couldn't see it, because, Dream Classmate's hand that was originally holding her cheek suddenly fell, and the palm edge was rubbed on her carotid sinus, and she fainted.

Meng picked up the fairy and returned to the coffin, and then threw the sword on her body to the ground, and then, taking out his bamboo knife, pouring divine power, Huo Ran slashed out of thin air.

Airplanes!

There was a dull loud bang.

Even under the mountain peaks thousands of meters away, I felt an extremely terrifying force descending on the world, the earth shook and the mountains shook, visible to the naked eye, on the top of Beilan Mountain, a piece of pine trees collapsed, and in the huge earthquake wave, the snow rolled all over the sky, like a thick fog covering the sky.

There are even some marginal trees, which are blown and fluttered down the mountain.

The people retreated in amazement.

A moment later, a figure in green clothes fell from the mountain, still carrying the coffin on his shoulder, with heavy steps, and slowly walked outside step by step with an expressionless face.

No one dared to stop it, and no one dared to ask the fairy what was going on.

It seems that there is no need to say anything, a decisive battle between life and death, since Mr. Wuzun Meng is alive, then the fairy will naturally suffer misfortune.

Alas, Lord Fairy, a generation of Tianjiao, but ended up like this, it's really embarrassing...... (To be continued.) )