Chapter 97： Hayate Swordsman

Yin Jiao was slightly startled by the cold light of the wind cutting, and then sneered: "After changing a new ninja, you think you can beat me?"

"Do you still need to think?" Fengsen Zhenghui smiled faintly when he heard the words, "It's not easy to kill you."

A simple sentence expresses his contempt for Yin Jiao. How can he not make Yin Jiao angry? I saw him gritted his teeth and said: "Who gives you the confidence?"

"It's not just me, but everyone else feels that way, otherwise you think why my teacher and companions so easily agreed to my request and let me deal with you alone." Feng Sen Zhenghui said.

Yin Jiao was slightly startled. Indeed, when Feng Mori Masahiro said that he wanted to be alone, the second generation of Hokage and the others had no intention of worrying. They just nodded and went to deal with Jin Jiao, Jing Feng Senzheng. When Hui said that, he realized that no one else had taken him seriously.

Actually thinking about it, Silver Horn can’t even use ninjutsu. Even if you can still use physique, the combat power will be reduced by at least half. Even if there are Nine-Tailed Chakras, he is alone in the second-generation Hokage Guards. Anyone has the confidence to face it alone, only because the golden horn is there, the silver horn seems a little threatening.

And now, the golden horn has been surrounded by the second generation of Hokage and others, and there is only one silver horn that can't even be used by ninjutsu. Let Masaki Fengmori, one of the top guards, deal with it alone. What should I worry about? What about?

After realizing this, Yin Jiao felt extremely humiliated, and he was so underestimated. After all, it was brought by the person in front of him!

"Besides, do you think you can still win?" Fengsen Zhenghui continued, "Look around, your brother is trapped by my teacher and companions, and the others are also surrounded by our troops. It is no longer It's time for you to suppress us by the number of people."

Silver Horn glanced around. The other members of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn troops were surrounded by a large number of Konoha Ninjas and Yunyin Ninjas. Even the elite, under the suppression of this size, there was no possibility of counterattack. , Defeat is only a matter of time. If he and Golden Horn join in, it might be a little different, but now they two are also lacking in skills.

It is precisely because other people have been held back that Feng Mori Zhenghui and Yin Jiao can talk like this. If the battle is fierce, there is no time to talk.

"Damn traitor, he should have dealt with those Konoha ninjas, but he came to attack us." Yinjiao stared at the Yunyin ninjas fiercely.

"Who is the betrayer? Your Yunyin Ninja Village should be respected by Raikage, as a subordinate, but the leader who attacked his own, the following offense, the real betrayer is you, right?" Feng Mori said. .

"That's because he abandoned our Yunyin Ninja Village tradition!" Yin Jiao shouted.

"Relying on force to conquer all traditions?" Fengmori Masahiro said, "I should throw away that kind of thing early."

"You kid--" Silver Horn couldn't help it anymore. The bright red Nine-Tailed Chakra quickly swelled, pressing on the air, creating a gust of wind, and the muscles of the whole body were tightened, ready to go.

Fengsen Zhenghui held Fengqie, standing still in the wind. In his perception, the ripples on the silver horn were too clear, and he could directly see where the silver horn's next action came from. For this kind of predictive ability, if the opponent's speed and strength are higher than its own, there may be other possibilities, but when the capabilities of both parties are very close, it is another matter.

It just so happened that Fengsen Zhenghui's physical ability was supported by the power of the immortal, and his movement speed was not inferior to that of Yinjiao. Then, the result was doomed.

If it was before the battle of the food hoarding field, Fengsen Zhenghui could not keep up with the speed of using the silver horn of the nine-tailed chakra, but it was only at that time that he used natural power to break through the limit, and he improved his ability. In the final analysis, it is still Thank you Yin Jiao so that you can keep up with his speed.

I feel Xianshu Chakra circulating in the body. Compared with the beginning, Fengsen Zhenghui’s fairy realm has been elevated to a higher level, and the feelings it brings are more and more obvious-more and more energetic and meticulous. Fine control, strong physical fitness and unique perception ability.

The realm of immortality is definitely not complete as long as you practice immortality, there are also high and low divisions, and Fengsen Zhenghui, who has personal experience, believes this.

I don't know what level of immortal realm of the Six Dao Immortals is, what kind of feeling it will be, whether I have the hope that I can reach the level like him, Feng Sen Zhenghui thought to himself secretly.

At this time, Fengsen Zhenghui and Yinjiao moved almost at the same time and quickly approached. Yinjiao lifted the Seven-Star Sword, and Fengsen Zhenghui also raised Fengqiu. The eyes of the two collided. There was a coldness in the other person's eyes.

In just a moment, two cold rays of light intertwined, and then there was a loud noise, and the silver horn opened his eyes incredibly. At this moment, his Seven-Star Sword was sinking into the ground, and Fengsen Zhenghui's wind cut above it. .

The wind cutting system is designed based on the main points of high-speed slashing. From the beginning, I never thought about violently colliding with other weapons. In the case of absorbing the wind attribute chakra, even if it does collide, the general ninja will be easy. The ground is cut, and there is no resistance at all. The Seven-Star Sword is the treasure of the Six Dao Immortals, it is not so easily destroyed, and its shape can be seen to be not the type that the wind cut can collide head-on.

Therefore, Fengsen Zhenghui changed the form, predicting the angle of the silver horn, avoiding the frontal slash of the Seven-Star Sword, and colliding the Fengqie to the top of the Seven-Star Sword, thereby causing the Seven-Star Sword to accelerate to the ground. go with. In this way, Yinjiao would face Fengqie, and the Seven Star Sword was too late to save him.

Yinjiao couldn't believe that the opponent's swordsmanship was so exquisite, not only the speed of the sword was as fast as the wind, but also the delicate technique was just like the so-called swordsman among the samurai.

At this moment, an unprecedented chill burst out of Yinjiao's heart, as if he once again remembered the sudden burst of power of Fengsen Zhenghui that night, and the warm wind blowing around him.

Yin Jiao did not hesitate to let go of his hand, abandoning the Seven-Star Sword, and his body sprinted back. At almost the same time, the sword light passed over where he was just now. But before Yinjiao’s face showed joy, I saw Feng Mori Masahiro turning his body due to swinging a knife making a throwing action, and there was really something missing. come out.

——Eight wind wheel.

Yin Jiao saw that the wind wheel quickly enlarged, and then disappeared in front of his eyes. A gust of wind blew gently, but it made him feel cold. After he fell to the ground, he hurriedly looked at his body to see if there was any place. He was injured, no matter how he checked, no wounds were found.

——It seems to be empty.

Yin Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about how to fight Fengsen Zhenghui to the limit. Suddenly, a warm wind blew on his cheek. Such a familiar feeling made Yin Jiao's body tremble involuntarily. Up. Then, his arm slid to the ground, and the belated pain made him scream. It turned out that his arm had already been cut off, but he didn't even react to it. It's only now. reaction.

Feng Mori Zhenghui stepped forward and looked at the panic-stricken Silver Horn. It turned out that this madman who believes in war will be like this when death comes. However, Yinjiao itself is a nasty guy. I don't know if Jinjiao will be as ugly as Yinjiao at this point.

"Wait..." Before the words of Yinjiao were finished, the sword light came towards him and penetrated his body, and more than a moment, countless sword lights penetrated his body at the same time.

——Golden Horn.

At the end of his life, Silver Horn looked at the Golden Horn, who was surrounded by the second generation of Hokage and others, fighting hard. It seemed that he wanted to say something, but was submerged in the sword light and could no longer say it.

The impact generated by the collision of ninjutsu gave the flying golden horn, just to see that the silver horn was swallowed by countless sword lights, his body was fragmented, and the moment the blood burst, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant——