Chapter 67: Strange Body Technique
Those Fusang Ke who looked like disciples of the Lingnan Sword Sect also recognized him at this time, and their faces changed even more. After thinking about it for a while, he already knew that this evil star had killed Iga Kamishinobi, and at the moment, he didn't care that Hattori Tianxue was on the side, and fled outside in a panic.
"Traitor!" Huangfu frowned, thinking that these people were all Han people who had taken refuge in Dongying, and stretched out his hand to count his fingers, and the invisible fingers had already killed several people.
"You...... You killed Grandmaster Iga?" Hattorida Yuki muttered in disbelief.
Shangnin's status in their hearts is extraordinary, although they had heard of the power of Huangfu before, but they didn't expect that Shangnin, who was crisscrossing the Dongying martial arts, would be killed so easily!
"Yes, you're the next one!" Huangfu Yan looked cold, turned around and motioned for Yan Jing to hide, and ordered: "You wait first, see that senior brother is angry for you!" As he spoke, Qingluan raised his sword and gestured contemptuously at everyone.
"Yaga! For the glorious and great Hattori Heizaemon of Iga!" Nakashinobu stiffened his head and raised his sword and shouted, and the sword aura burst into the air!
Huangfu Yandi's upper body bent slightly, avoiding the blade, and at the same time, the long sword swept and rushed into the group of ninjas, and in the blink of an eye, there were already seven lower ninjas who fell out with their rotors.
The ninjas who came back to their senses screamed at the same time, and separated two people to escort Hattori Tian Xue to retreat backwards, and the rest of them all used ninjutsu to the extreme, with erratic figures, frequent hidden weapons, and sharp blade attacks.
Huangfu Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, his heels spun suddenly, the Qingluan sword danced up and down, tumbling like the waves of the Yangtze River, in this monstrous killing machine, with a scream of ghosts crying wolves, blood, human heads jumped in the air, and in an instant, there were four more corpses on the ground again. The remaining one is the most stressful. In the face of the face, he had been injured by the emperor and injured a sword in the face, and retreated in embarrassment. The ninjutsu that helped Sanke is rumored to have evolved from the Five Elements Technique introduced to Dongying in the Han Dynasty, although it is impossible to reproduce the mystery of the ancient Taoism, but a little glimpse of the mysteries also makes their body very weird.
The Emperor had seen the "Blood Flame Soul Chaser" of the Great Grandmaster Iga. Secretly vigilant in his heart, he did not delay his attack, wanting to kill them before they could cast the secret method that would end together.
Seeing that the middle ninja was about to become the soul of his sword, in the sound of a loud voice, two figures had already pounced, a pair of barbed hooks and a python whip were already whistling, and they were entangled in the air The upper and lower plates of the emperor's death.
With a cold snort, the Qingluan Sword swept straight and spilled thousands of crystal points. With a move of his left hand, his fingers had already crossed a fluttering dotted line, trembling and falling to the center of the two people's eyebrows. The man who made the python whip screamed, and a hole the thickness of a thumb appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The man with the barbed hook was hit hard, took a few steps back, and let out a strange "tsk" scream.
With a sigh, the emperor was very interested in this person's physique. Without thinking about it, the middle ninja and the remaining lower ninjas had already swarmed up again.
Temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart, and the emperor's killing machine flashed. The body rotates at will, slightly on one side. Let the group endure into his arms, and then straddle the backlash, a move "Su Qin's back sword", and the reverse sword picks the right wrist of the middle forbearance. At the same time, the left palm rushed out, and the wind slapped towards the rest of the ninja.
This time he did it with all his might, and the sword light passed through. Zhongnin immediately fell to the ground, blood gushing like a spring. At the same time, the turbulent palm wind had already roared violently and swept everyone, boiling the blood of several people who were shaking.
When the emperor saw it, he let out a long roar, and the blade of the sword turned. The dragon swung its tail and stabbed at a few people. A fresh breeze blew, and there were a few clangs, and the men had fallen to the ground. Between the neck, a pool of blood slowly oozed out.
This change was too fast, and as soon as the ninja who made the barbarbed hook reacted, he saw that he was the only one left among his companions, and he was stunned for a moment, and wanted to escape. Huangfu snorted coldly, stretched his five fingers, and grabbed forward.
Seeing that he was about to be caught, this person suddenly lowered his head and flashed, and the iron hook flipped over, and quickly wiped it off the throat of the emperor.
Huang Fu smiled disdainfully, and the stars moved, allowing the barbed hook to hit his body. At the same time, as soon as the five fingers were closed, the fist had already landed on the man's chest.
"Bang", it turned out to be like a rotten wood!
The man laughed strangely, and the other iron hook had already grabbed the door of the emperor's death.
The dark green cone hook, faintly tinged with a fishy smell, obviously contains great poison.
Huangfu Yan felt a pang in his heart, took a step back, flew sideways, and kicked the man's waist hard!
"It's just a fist and a leg, and you want to shake my physical skills?" the man laughed. This kind of physical technique is extremely cruel to cultivate, and the whole body has to be soaked in a special medicinal liquid for half a year, although it has obtained an extremely powerful defense, but it also makes the body a piece of rotten wood and a walking corpse. In the entire Iga-ryu, there are only three people who have cultivated this body technique, and as for those who have become Shangnin, there is even none.
"Hmph!" Huang Fu Yan was a little unbelieving, and secretly urged a wisp of sword yuan, "Really?" he said, sending out a sword light and shooting away.
Before the ninja could be shaken by his stunt, he felt a chill on his brow. Reaching out and touching it, it was already full of blood: "You...... You ......" pointed at him in disbelief and shouted twice, and took a few steps back before falling to the ground and dying.
Huangfu Yan was very curious about this person's physical skills, and couldn't help but want to come forward and study it.
Yan Jing's beautiful eyes were shining, and when she got closer, she saw that Huang Fu Yan used the tip of his sword to pick open the man's black-clothed mask, revealing a grimace that described it as withered, and he screamed in fright and took a few steps back.
Huangfu Yan also frowned, and slashed his face with the blade of his sword, and a white mark and dent appeared.
"What the hell is this!" the emperor screamed, and the Qingluan sword was invincible, but it didn't cut this person's "skin".
Yan Jing couldn't resist the curiosity in her heart after all, and she didn't know when she had come over again, and suddenly shouted, "Senior brother, look!"
Huang Fu Yan looked at her hand, and was even more dumbfounded, the dent left by the white sword mark had rebounded, returning to its previous crumpled appearance.
The two looked at each other, both smacking their tongues.
Soon, Yan Jing seemed to think of something, and suddenly shouted: "Suffer, that barbarian boy ran away!"
"Hehe, it's okay, they can't run!" Huang Fu Yan pointed out of the maze with a mysterious expression.
Yan Jing was puzzled: "Everyone has been running for most of the day......" said, seeing that the emperor was ignoring himself, he walked in front of Yan Qingfeng by himself, and stomped his feet angrily: "What else do you say to vent your anger for others, and now even people have run away......"
As he spoke, remembering what he had just done, he couldn't help but walk to the door and look out.
"Ahh (To be continued.) )