The third formation and the fourth formation, Igaru, all ended in a crushing defeat.

Ten elite ninjas were buried on the ground, including two Uenin.

On the other hand, the five people who had fought in the Uesugi family had only suffered some minor injuries even though they fought for two consecutive games.

This is Uesugi Keitaka's plot.

Although the average combat power Igaru is slightly stronger, after all, those ninjas are carefully selected, the Uesugi family undoubtedly has the advantage in terms of top combat power.

Uesugi Keitaka formed a team with top-level combat power, formed a crushing advantage, and ruthlessly reaped Igaru's life.

In this way, the purpose of weakening Igaliu can be achieved and the risk of out-of-control can be reduced.

The more Igaru beat, the weaker the weaker the Uesugi family fought, and the stronger the Uesugi family fought.

One is rising and the other is getting worse. Even if Igaru finally realizes that it is inappropriate and wants to turn against the Uesugi family, what kind of storm can it cause?

Uesugi Keitaka showed a confident smile.

Looking at Hattori Izuki's eyes, it was like looking at the prey falling into a trap.

"Everyone, do you want to admit defeat?"

He deliberately bypassed Hattori Izuki and asked the rest of Igaru's cadres.

Maeda Banbui, Maeda Harumaki and others looked extremely gloomy, and subconsciously turned their heads to Hattori Bingyue and Lin Chong who was standing behind Hattori Bingyue.

At this point, Lin Chong is their last life-saving straw.

In fact, it is precisely because of Lin Chong that they dared to negotiate with the Uesugi family.

Lin Chong was wearing a Prajna mask on his face, and others could not see his expression.

He has remained silent since he entered the Uesugi house.

It's not pretending to be a pretentious person, it's just not interested.

Although the fighting between these Fusang warriors was bloody and cruel, in Lin Chong's eyes, there was no difference between fighting and fighting between children.

The weak are not worthy of being his opponent.

If it weren't for helping Hattori Izumi gain a foothold, Lin Chong even wanted to turn around and leave.

Unlike Lin Chong's calmness, Hattori's pretty face was tense and his expression was serious.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Hattori Izumi could not regard life and death as casual like Lin Chong, nor could he regard human life as a weed like Keitaka Uesugi.

"Lin Jun, please."

Hattori Bingyue bit her lower lip and spoke hard.

She didn't want to bother Lin Chong, but if Lin Chong didn't take action, who could she rely on?

Lin Chong nodded without saying a word and handed Uesugi Takasuke to Hattori Ryohei.

Hattori Ryohei quickly took it respectfully and pointed the short knife at Uesugi Takasuke's neck. As long as the latter dared to move, he could cut his throat with one knife at any time.

Lin Chong walked out of the crowd and stood opposite Uesugi's house.

"You guys go together."

A cold voice came from behind the Prajna mask: "I don't want to waste time."

Seeing Lin Chong so arrogant, the Uesugi family couldn't help but be furious.

"What a big tone!"

"You dare to underestimate us!"

"It's true that it's a local bun from the countryside, I don't know what I have to do!"

"Mr. Jinglong, please allow me to fight. I promise to cut off his head with only three moves!"

"Let me go to the battle, I only need one move!"

The retainers surrounded Uesugi Keitung and volunteered.

Uesugi Keitaka narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed past his eldest son who was beaten into a pig's head, and his murderous intent was churning in his chest.

He had heard of what happened before, and also knew that Lin Chong's strength was extraordinary.

But so what?

"Kuroda-kun, he will leave it to you."

Uesugi Keitung said to someone in a serious tone: "Please kill him with the cruelest means."

A samurai in black walked out from behind Keitaka Uesugi.

This person is about thirties, with a fat face and a short stature. His eyes are as cold and ruthless as crocodiles, and his body is surrounded by the smell of rust.

It was the smell of blood.

He had two Taidao inserted between his waist, one of which was two meters long, while the other Taidao was about half a foot short, one long and the other was short, with a strong contrast.

His hand holding the hilt of the knife was particularly strong and powerful, with calluses covered with tiger's mouth and palms. It was obvious that he had experienced many battles and had experienced many battles.

Maeda Banbui took a breath: "Kuroda Akito, I didn't expect that he also defected to the Uesugi family!"

Kuroda Akito?

Hattori's information flashed through his mind.

In the Fusang Sword Realm, the Beichen sword flows, the Mirror Heart Wisdom flows, and the Shinto No Thoughts flows are at the top of all schools.

Chiba Ryui, Momoi Heimasa and the dead Fujido Masato are recognized as top swordsmans and have won the title of "Disclaimer of Xu Ji".

In addition, there are some swordsmen who act erratic and unique. Although they have not received the title of Xu Ji, they also have the strength of a top swordsman.

For example, the middle-aged man named Kuroda Akito in front of him.

When Kuroda Akito was young, he once worshipped under the Xinyinliu Gate and showed his unique talent for swordsmanship.

However, because of his extreme personality, cruel and bloodthirsty, he was merciless even when treating his fellow disciples, he was eventually fired by Xinyinliu.

In order to retaliate against Xinyinliu, Kuroda Akito sneaked into the Xinyinliu Contemporary Normal School, which is his own art teacher, and then threw himself into the darkness.

For many years, Kuroda Akito has lived a life of licking blood on his knife head, and has made rapid progress in his new Yinliu swordsmanship. Now he has steadily entered the ranks of top swordsmanship.

Even with Hattori Izuki's eyes, I have to admit that Kuroda Akito is indeed a very powerful swordsman.

It’s a pity that I met Lin Jun.

His tough life ends here.

Kuroda Akito didn't know Hattori's mental activities at all. He walked to Lin Chong with a steady pace and stood opposite Lin Chong, pulling out the two-meter-long Tai Knife inch by inch.

Lin Chong lowered his hands beside him, not moving as if he was a mountain: "You are the only one?"

"I'm only enough."

Kuroda Akito licked his lips: "I will cut off your limbs first, then dig off your eyes and tongue, so that you can understand how stupid your arrogance is."

Lin Chong's eyes flashed with a faint light behind his mask: "Do you like to torture others?"

"Waoing, begging for mercy, crying, screaming is the most beautiful music for me."

Kuroda Akito smiled grimly and posed for a new yin flowing hand: "I can't wait to see you, you are lying on the ground, begging me to give you a happy look."

"Yeah?"

Lin Chong's tone was still Wubo of Gujing, and he hooked his finger at Kuroda Akito: "Let the horse come here."

The calmer Lin Chong performed, the stronger the idea of ​​Kuroda Akito torture him.

However, this distorted thought did not make Kuroda Akito lose his mind, but instead made him more awake.

Kuroda Akito's body was low, and he mopped the floor with a long knife, and slowly circled around Lin Chong.

"Si Lala"

The blade rubs against the ground, making an upsetting noise.

Lin Chong was too lazy to move his fingers.

Kuroda Akito maintained an attitude of attacking at any time, thereby putting pressure on Lin Chong and shakeing Lin Chong's mind.

When Kuroda Akito walked around the dead corner of Lin Chong's line of attention, his hand holding the knife suddenly tightened, he sat on his hips with a heavy shoulder, and the two-meter-long sword swept across with a thunderous momentum!

"Swish!"
Chapter completed!