in the dark.

The strong wind howls and the energy surges.

The sound of knives pierced the eardrums.

Chen Dong stood there, his face heavy, his body wet with sweat, and even his breathing was completely held at this moment.

The slightest movement could determine his life or death in an instant!

His heart beat faster, but Chen Dong's thoughts were spinning rapidly.

The sword energy of Iga's sword just now did not come straight towards me, apparently because he believed that I could dodge.

On the contrary, he chopped off the sharp sword with one strike and destroyed all the lights in the practice room, making it impossible for me to find the sharp sword. This was tantamount to allowing him to stand in an invincible position in disguise!

"Now...what should we do?"

This is what Chen Dong is thinking.

The shroud of death made Chen Dong's hair stand on end, but there was nothing he could do!

Using fists against swords, he could dodge Iga's sword energy, but he could not break through the energy surrounding Iga's sword at all.

The only thing he could count on was the strength of the sharp sword to break through Iga's sword.

Without the edgeless heavy sword, Iga Ittou was invincible. No matter how he used it, it was all in vain. On the contrary, it was Iga Ittou's sword energy that he might not be able to dodge every time!

Death... is only a matter of time!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

…

Suddenly, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed echoed in the practice room.

Chen Dong's body trembled, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Iga's sword following the sound.

However, what he saw was pitch black.

When it is bright and suddenly falls into darkness, people almost fall into blindness. Only after time to adapt, will they slowly recover.

Obviously... Iga Itachi will not give Chen Dong's eyes time to adapt to the darkness.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

A long samurai sword was unsheathed, and a whistling sound filled the air.

It was transmitted to Chen Dong's ears from all directions in the air, making Chen Dong unable to figure out the direction at all.

"Flying knife? Impossible!"

Chen Dong's mind condensed, and he immediately gave up the thought that emerged.

The "Qi" of a warrior is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to control a sword with Qi!

Using Qi to control the sword, using Qi to control the sword, what the hell is a fairy!

If Iga Itachi could really use his energy to control the sword, wouldn't he be able to control himself up to the sky and stand side by side with the sun?

After waking up, Chen Dong gathered his thoughts and focused all his energy on his ears.

His sight is "blind", and the only thing he can count on is his hearing!

There were constant sounds of long knives flying across the sky and whistling the air all around.

Coupled with the surge of energy from Iga's sword, the practice room was noisy.

As Chen Dong's ears moved slightly, he still captured the vague and imperceptible sound in the air.

It was a sound like a whip, but quieter.

If we were to find a suitable comparison object, it might be the box of "fish scale thread" specially used by top killers that Chen Dong once owned.

But as he wandered into the snowfield, the "fish scale line" he carried with him had long since disappeared.

It's just... what's the purpose of using threads and swords to fly all over the sky?

Just when Chen Dong was worried.

Iga Yida's weird laughter suddenly rang through the practice room: "You can't see me, do you think I can't see you?"

Chen Dong's body trembled, his face turned pale instantly, and his whole body became cold.

He is not very familiar with ninjas.

But at least I have fought against some Iga jounin such as Iga Feiryu and Iga Feijia!

I also learned a little about the methods of ninjas from the mouths of the mysterious man, Kunlun, and Mr. Long.

During ninja training, in order to be able to adapt to various environments for combat or assassination, night vision is trained!

This moment.

Chen Dong felt a sense of panic and embarrassment as he was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

He can't see Iga Itto, but Iga Ito can see him!

"Don't you want to use me as a touchstone? Then I also want to see how many times you can persist in Ling Chi's death!"

His words were full of resentment and joking.

Chen Dong's body was shaken and his scalp exploded.

Whoosh!

Almost at the same time, in the darkness, a sharp and piercing roar came at great speed.

Don't wait for Chen Dong to react.

Poof!

Chen Dong felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and blood even splattered on his face.

Chen Dong, who was in pain, endured the pain without making a sound. The moment the flying knife cut his arm, he rolled and changed his position.

It was just as soon as he stabilized his body.

"You think I can't see you? In my eyes, you are like a clown!"

Full of arrogance and naked contempt.

Chen Dong squinted his eyes and couldn't see clearly even with all his eyesight. Even because of the whistling of the samurai sword in the air, he couldn't identify the location of Iga's sword.

Fear spreads.

Heartbeat speeds up.

Sweat continued to seep out, flowing down from his forehead, stinging his eyes.

It's not like he hasn't been afraid.

Huo Zhenxiao and the others were all frightened when they faced the mysterious person.

Along the way, he also had fears again and again.

But every fear is completely different from this time.

When facing the mysterious man, Huo Zhenxiao and the others, they were filled with the kind of fear that they could not resist.

Along the way, the dangers I experienced were the kind of instinctive fear, but I still had the strength to fight.

But this time, facing Iga's sword, he felt the kind of fear that penetrated his tarsal bones into his marrow, and his body was like an ant, enduring the cruelty and killing.

"Calm down, calm down... Only by being extremely calm can you find the other party's flaws!"

Chen Dong kept warning himself in his mind, controlled his breathing, secretly adjusted his breath, and calmed his mind.

I felt severe pain in my left arm.

He could even feel the warmth of the blood, smell the fishy smell of the blood, and hear the sound of blood dripping onto the ground.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The whistling sound of the long knife sounded again.

A room of electric light and flint.

Chen Dong gritted his teeth and grabbed his right hand out of the air.

Snap!

He grabbed the samurai sword with his right hand, but before he could exert any force, the samurai sword flew out of his hand with great force.

Almost at the same time.

Poof!

Another samurai sword cut directly across Chen Dong's waist and abdomen.

"ah!"
To be continued...