Overgod Ascension

Chapter 162 Retaliation (3600 +)

“Kill!”

The sacrifice of so many ninjas and the depletion of a treasure, after paying so much, the remaining ninjas were finally killed in the room of a ghost governor.

The two men looked at each other and rushed in with a knife.

Ping-pong!

The sound of the sword crossing flashed away, accompanied by Mars, and two heads flew out.

“Who's dying? ”

A handsome young man walked out of a wooden door in a wooden dress with a samurai knife and a drop of blood on his blade.

“You are the governor of the family of ghosts, a ghost in the name of the gods and ghosts? ”

The head of the ninja looked carefully at each other: “It is a famous strong man, such a terrible power and swordplay, even though it is rare in Shang Xu...”

“Igor Ninja? Rumor has it, if you can afford it, anyone can hire it. Now, which enemy is going to take my life? ”

The ghost manipulated by Wu Ming said so at a glance.

“With all due respect, we can't be honest! ”

The ninja head bowed his head and apologized.

Pong!

Just moments after his voice fell, from the false mountains in the courtyard and inside the pool, several shadows rushed out, many blades and poisonous cigarettes smashed into the ghost.

“Shinobu Hao Fireball! ”

“Ten Thousand Needles! ”

“Shinobu · Blast! ”

……

Numerous ninja techniques are also successively emitted, and the bright light almost drowns the ghost.

Faced with this, the ghost at first glance slowly raised the samurai knife.

In the pupil, an inch of concentrated release, a lot of endurance, even medium endurance, the instant lost the ability to act.

“Just by looking and momentum, you can achieve the 'one of the heart's ways'...”

The ninja leader retreated in horror and immediately saw the samurai knife on top of each other, opening a beautiful knife like a cherry blossom.

Shh!

Snow-white knives, like waves, wind and snow, covered the entire field in a flash.

The ultimate knife technique, combined with the Qi and blood of the third level swordsman, caused many ninjas to collapse, and the striking ninjas immediately turned into corpses.

Between the flames of electric light, a knife came to the head of the ninja.

Pfft!

The blade entered the body and the white smoke exploded, turning into a piece of wood.

Not far away, the figure of this ninja head reappeared, and a bloody plum appeared on his chest: “I can't even get my double... ghost eyes, it is as powerful as rumors! ”

“Shinobu Shimoikawa - Ishikawa Goemon! It would be a lifetime honor to have such a strong man as you! ”

“Take me? ”

After the ghost smiled low and implanted the demon blood, Tu Fujiyong's strength and resilience reached its peak, and even exceeded it. At this time, the samurai knife was raised, and the demon's fiction was like substance: “Aoyi--”

“It's over...”

Faced with a blow enough to kill himself, Ishikawa Goemon smiled in his eyes and instantly took out a scroll and tore it apart.

Boom!

Surprising ripples of power that immediately spread around.

Not far away, Wu Ming, a horrifying colour appeared on his face: "This is… the power of the fourth level! ”

The power of golden yellow was concentrated in a line, cut straight, the ghost not far away stagnated, suddenly, a blood line emerged from the forehead, the whole person instantly turned into a golden yellow flame, burned out.

The surrounding silence, powerful to the fourth level of power erupted, but not even the wooden cabinet next to it, only on the ground, with a long line of scorched black, represents the ultimate control!

“Is this… the power of God? Too... too powerful..."

As a result, even Ishikawa's Goemon himself stood still, releasing endless greed in his eyes: “If I could gain such power...”

‘Sealed the scroll with four full blows! Must be an item on the list of heavenly merits. To deal with me, at least tens of thousands of merits are spent...’

Wu Ming, not far away, was also certain: ‘It's only a shame... it has been determined that there is no ambush around, but the authority did not come by itself, but found a man to stand up for the dead, be cunning! ’

Shook his head and stepped out, seemed to be a shape-shifting shadow and came to bear with this name.

“You... who are you? ”

Ishikawa Goemon was appalled. Whoever it was, when he just killed the ghost eye and saw a person who looked exactly the same in front of him, it was the same reaction.

It's just that after all, he endured hundreds of wars, waved between his hands, and practiced more powerful ninja than Zhongzheng.

Not only that, but it also blew up a cloud of purple fog in front of him, apparently trying to escape.

“Oh, so there's no such thing anymore? ”

Shinobu passed unhindered through the ghost eye in front of him, waving a ripple, but only a phantom.

And the real Wu Ming, suddenly appeared behind the Ishikawa Goemon, with the thunder of the palm of his hand, the instant one over his Heavenly Spirit.

Ishikawa Goemon lost control of his body in an instant.

Before he was completely in the dark, Wu Ming's last sentence faded in: “But the mutant of District Five, you still want to get an axe in front of me? ”

“Ghost Hall! ”

“Lord! ”

“My lord! ”

At this time, a massive influx of talent came in. First, Xiangtai Panasonic and Kenichi Panasonic, who were in a state of impatience, followed by a large number of samurai and feet, even Hayashi Taisen and Maosuke Tachibana were among them. However, Wu Ming was slightly surprised.

“My lord, are you all right? ”

Many of his men had swords and many still had colors on them, and asked on their knees.

“Nothing! Kill all these Igor ninjas! ”

Looking out at the noisy heavens and the earth, Wu Ming said coldly.

“Ha!”

Shouta Matsushita and Ken Matsushita answered aloud, killing like ghosts...

……

“An Ye Guo, Maori family?! ”

Mutsuke Tachibana and Hayagi Taisei were naturally worried about the aftermath of Maru Tomita, but Wu Ming thought about the intelligence coming from the Ishikawa Wuzhimen, and silenced.

He knew this day would come long before he spread his reputation, so he was ready to become a Shadow Warrior.

Now it seems that Tu Fujiyong has done his job well and stopped Wu Ming from carrying out a black gun.

“The beads of confinement at the beginning, which I saw on the changeover of the main temple, and the scroll that followed, were absolutely the birth of the main temple space...”

In fact, even though Wu Ming himself, facing that level 4 reel, I'm afraid that he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die.

After obtaining this important information, he did not delay for a moment and quickly rushed to the Maori sphere of influence in Anyi.

“According to the statement of Goemon Ishikawa, the person who hired him paid the hire money through the Maori family of Anyi...”

“And… at this time in the Argonaut, there is also the position of Iga Ninja…”

“The returner may not leave until he receives the message...”

“Or maybe, hidden in the Maori family! ”

“So we have to hurry! ”

The Anyi Nation is adjacent to the Yunnan Nation and is also a major country with hundreds of thousands of stones high in stone.

Unlike Yunnan, the Maori family was one of the few countries in Anyi at that time that did not have a unified power of great fame, but were competing against each other for the position of their masters.

By then, the Maori family had mastered the three major cities of Yoshidashire Mountain City, Monkey Hanging City and Mirror Mountain City, and had 50,000 stones of stone height. It was the most promising power to unify the country of Anjing.

Mirror Mountain City, an ordinary wine center.

“Is Igor's ninjas here? ”

At this time, it was late, several princes had already removed the warm curtains, closed the store door, but saw the center of the liquor house, not knowing when the figure of a white samurai had been added.

“Igor Ninja? What are you talking about? ”

A princess laughed, but did not notice that the faces of several of her companions had changed.

“Where did you hear that? ”

The elder lady of this shop came out and looked gloomy.

“Ishikawa Goemon, let me say hello! ”

Wu Ming looked up and smiled softly.

“My Lord?! No, look out! ”

The boss's face changed and she was about to pull something out of the counter. Between the electric light flint, Wu Ming had come to her, and the wind demon cut through the white fine neck without mercy.

Pong!

A lot of blood spilled like plum blossoms with a wonderful aesthetic.

“Ah… how can the beauty of cherry blossoms be compared to this? ”

Wu Ming shouted with emotion and quickly carried out the killing. Whether it was a disguised ninja or a public servant, he covered his neck and fell down painfully, let alone spooked the people around him.

“Although it is Igor who does what he pays for, he has been entrusted by others to come and deal with me, and he always feels a little upset! ”

Wu Ming shook his head and wiped the samurai knife with a white handkerchief and threw it at will.

“Things in the Dark Realm need to be solved by people in the Dark Realm... Looks like it's time to form our own Ninja Army...”

……

Monkey Hanging City.

It was in the early morning that a samurai with a bamboo cassette pressed down to the frown position walked into a seemingly flat farmhouse in the countryside, each step as if measured by a ruler.

“The Temple of the Lord did not give any indication of the completion of the task, but from the point of view of time, it is time to start acting… so to speak… Did Iga Nino's task fail? ”

“A bunch of bloody bastards and that bloody Ishikawa Goemon can still fail... even with the wonder I gave them...”

“It's just that... you have to rely on these Iga ninjas to get specific information...”

“This time the opponent is also at least a martial arts master, the Taoist real-life strong... it's hard to deal with, I don't know how much more authority to give me after killing him? ”

With a little anticipation and a little harshness, the man slowly walked into the farmhouse.

This is a secret stronghold of Iga Nin and an intelligence sales office, where both sides agreed to receive daily information.

But as soon as he walked in, he felt wrong: "It smelled like a dead soul! ”