"Yoshida, what happened to you there?" A vague voice thought in Yoshida's mind.
The white-haired ninja, who usually went crazy but was very respected by him, was using the ninja technique "Ren" to communicate with him.
"Sir!" Mamoru Yoshida hid his body behind the tree, only sticking his head out slightly, staring wide-eyed at the direction where the unknown object flew just now.
"The other party seems to have a strange ninjutsu. It is very fast, faster than a bullet. It is colorless and transparent, making it extremely difficult to detect."
While they were talking, another wind bullet whizzed over, piercing two people and a tree before disappearing.
"It's very powerful, almost as powerful as a rifle."
Before Mamoru Yoshida could wait for Shinobu's reply, wind bullets came one after another!
puff! puff! puff! puff!
One wears two, one wears three, and one wears four!
No matter where they are, these black ninjas cannot escape.
They are like wheat fields, broken and knocked down by wind bombs like hailstones!
This is not right! This is the firepower we can only use against the Yanhua people!
Many ninjas who were punched through the waist and abdomen let out painful wails, and the ninjas who were still alive were shaking all over. If their superiors hadn't been there, they would have fled in all directions.
Fear is spreading. I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time.
In this land, they have always been predators, taking life and death as they please!
However, under the life-threatening wind bombs, they no longer looked as aloof as before. They were almost pissed and their spirits were on the verge of collapse!
It was like a jackal that was hunting everywhere and was slapped half to death by a lion. He just wanted to beg for mercy with his tail between his legs and had no intention of showing his teeth.
"Spread out, spread out quickly!" Yoshida Wei's eyes were cracked, and his heart was filled with anger.
Showing such an ugly appearance in front of life and death really damages the reputation of Ninto-sama!
At the same time, he also felt a little lucky in his heart:
Fortunately, I escaped once at first, and fortunately I didn't come towards him these few times...
"Yoshida, what's going on there?"
Ninja's voice came again, and hearing his majestic voice, Mamoru Yoshida couldn't help but feel spiritually supported.
"Sir, our ninja are being slaughtered, but I can't see the enemy."
Mamoru Yoshida's voice was very low. No matter where the enemy was, a lower voice would always attract less attention.
At the moment just now, he himself didn't realize that the majesty and power of Ninja were not enough to allow him to fight against the life and death crisis that was so close at hand!
The Hijayama ninja who claims to be fearless of life and death, at this moment, became timid.
His sensitive nerves, which have been tempered for a long time, quickly made him discover this fact that made him feel extremely shameful!
Mamoru Yoshida suddenly let go of his voice, "Sir, I am willing to charge forward and unveil this unknown ninjutsu for you!"
Shinobi suddenly trembled at Mamoru Yoshida's excited voice.
Du Fusong and Tang Tongbi looked at each other, not understanding why this monkey-like ninja suddenly shouted.
Who stole your peaches? !
"Let's go, let's retreat. We have cover."
Tang Tongbi vaguely felt that his Qi was not as strong as before, but the current situation was not worth wasting a secret potion.
They will come again soon, and there will be time to deal with this monkey ninja next time.
"Yoshida! Calm down! Take the children back! Don't forget to retrieve a body, I want to see it!"
"Whoosh!"
A wind bomb passed in front of his eyes, and two more ninjas were penetrated, and splashes of blood hit his face.
Mamoru Yoshida suddenly woke up, and cold sweat spread all over his body.
Ninja-sama is right!
"Everyone, retreat!" As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the two corpses and ran back at the front.
I am completing my mission, not afraid of death!
Mamoru Yoshida said to himself.
In his desperation, he did not notice that the body's skin was turning purple.
The other ninjas in black were like ants scalded by boiling water, rolling and crawling in the grass as if they had been granted amnesty, crying with excitement.
Tang Mingyi was still focused on pulling the trigger. It didn't matter how the enemy moved, but what mattered was the blood spray.
[Points +3, +4, +2...]
Russell felt something was wrong. The points had already exceeded 20. Why were they still rising?
Can Master Mingyi input chakra? !
With doubts, Russell soon saw Tang Mingyi wiping the dust from Gale Sniper.
She sat cross-legged on the ground, with the strong wind sniper resting on her knees like a guqin.
Tang Mingyi's eyes were clear, and his whole person was like an orchid in an empty valley, exuding a completely different aura than before.
The falcon was now on her shoulder, taking a nap with her eyes closed.
When Russell saw this scene, he didn't want to disturb it.
"Xiao Luo, you're here." Tang Mingyi smiled slightly and tucked the broken hair around his ears.
"Uncle Mingyi, your bullets?"
"Oh, it's not used up." Tang Mingyi handed the Gale Sniper to Russell, "There are 5 left."
"They ran away too fast. They could only fight one at a time. At the beginning, one was wasted and only two were worn."
Russell glanced at the panel.
[Points +33. 】
The points have reached 250 again, and a few devils have to be killed to drive away the bad luck.
Xu Xin was stunned, he didn't expect such an operation!
He thought that his "instant sniper" was already very powerful, Brother Dong could also "dump the sniper", and Uncle Ding couldn't even "dump the sniper".
Why is Aunt Mingyi so fierce! ? He can also wear people!
…
While Russell was eating and resting, the atmosphere at the Higashan Shinobi headquarters was as if everyone was constipated.
Mamoru Yoshida's limbs were tied to the wooden bed, his face was ferocious, and he kept yelling.
"It hurts! Ah! It hurts!"
His skin was purple and blue, and the moisture had shrunk to an extreme degree. His whole body was like a skeleton, and his dry eyes were almost falling off their sockets.
"Kyo, are you okay?" The white-haired Shinobi was short and dressed in ordinary clothes.
But the whole person has a mountain-like power.
When he spoke, all the ninjas in black did not dare to raise their heads.
The woman named Akyo has thick white powder on her face and is dressed like a geisha.
Her eyes glowed green, and strange mouthparts emerged from her mouth, which stretched out three feet long. The tail end was inserted into Yoshida Mamoru's neck, and the unknown liquid was injected into it while it kept swelling.
After ten breaths, Ajing retracted his tongue and closed his eyes, as if tasting something.
Mamoru Yoshida calmed down, and his body began to slowly expand back to its original shape, but his originally black hair gradually turned pale.
"This poison is very powerful."
After a few breaths, A-King opened his eyes and looked at Mamoru Yoshida with burning eyes.
"If Yoshida-kun hadn't received anti-drug training, I might not have been able to survive for me to save him."
"Even so, he only has two years left to live. This poison not only affects the body, but also erodes our souls."
Shinobu frowned, raised the round-headed wooden stick in his hand, and pointed at Mamoru Yoshida, "Then can he continue to fight?"
"This is no problem, but if you use the secret method, you can only use it three times at most."
Kyo squatted next to the two black-clad ninja corpses on the ground, scraping his fingernails back and forth on their purple-green skin, looking very interested.
(The Ninja and Onmyoji below both died in the original work, so I just named them casually to make it easier for them.)
"Shigeki, what do you think?" Shinnosuke Ono, the head ninja, turned to look at an onmyoji wearing a brown suit.
Shigeki Abe, who was born in a branch of the Abe family of Onmyoji family, is a master of shikigami, comparable to the genius of the Abe family.
His face is handsome and feminine, and his eyebrows are carefully groomed.
"Sir, the people this time are not the same group as those who died during the day. Am I right?"
Abe Shigeki's tone was naturally leisurely and noble, which made Akyo's eyes sparkle.
