"Looking for death!" The long hair spread on her shoulders suddenly stood upside down, turning into sharp silver needles, and a heart-pounding violent aura appeared on her body. A faint silver light appeared strangely on her hair. She slowly closed her eyes. The next moment, Azhi suddenly opened her eyes, opened her eyes wide open, and shouted with a loud shout: "Drink~~" Suddenly, the air in front of her turned into an invisible airflow visible to the naked eye, rolling, like a brilliant galaxy lying on the sky, surrounding her body. She seemed to be reincarnated in the world like an ancient god. She was full of justice and peace, and she had more courage to kill and decisively.

"Ding Ding!" The continuous and crisp collision sounds sounded one after another, and the dark blades about the foot long lost the motivation to continue moving forward one after another, falling from the air and landing on the ground, making a "swish" sound.

"Swoosh-swoosh-swoosh!" The three long arrows arrived at Azhi's back center almost indistinguishable. While making a sound of gold and iron, they were wrapped in the rolling and surging galaxies. They kept trembling in the air, and finally lost their strength. They were allowed to be held by the silver hand stretched out from the galaxies and could not move. There were also chains under Azhi's feet that were like poisonous snakes in the dark night, and the death scythe floating at the other end threatened him at all times.

Azhi sneered, raised his right foot slightly, and fell again in an instant. A huge force that was unrivalled continued to spread along the yellow earth ground to the distance. A black shadow a few meters away made a scream, and then his cheeks bulged, and dark red liquid oozed out of the black masked towel. His feet couldn't help but take a few steps back and fell to the ground. A large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. He completely lost his senses and lay motionless on the ground.

Then Azhi floated his finger back, as if he was walking in the garden. He easily grabbed a sharp sword light that was chasing the head of his neck, and used both fingers to force him down, and then broke down, which made the ninja behind him dumbfounded. Azhi took out the dark force attached to it in an understatement, and it broke into two pieces as if he had broken a chopstick.

"Puff~~" The sharp blade was thrown into his shoulder with infinite power the next moment. The ninja was like a kite with broken strings. He shook it twice and then landed heavily on the ground, stirring up dust in the sky, and life and death were unknown.

"Things that don't know how to live or die!" At this moment, Azhi was like a fierce demon. His cold eyes swept over and stood aside, looking at his pirates with an incomprehensible expression. The residents were shocked that the latter hurriedly took a few steps, and the archetype's onlooker suddenly expanded a lot. Azhi tightened the Shizukika in his tight arms and stepped forward again.

Four men and one woman on the rooftop saw everything that had just happened. Behind them, there were half-kneeling a group of neatly dressed and majestic purple ninjas. From their eyes, they could clearly see their admiration for these four men and one woman, as if they had seen a god. Strangely, these five people did not carry the unique face towels of ninjas, nor did they have a fixed night-wearing shirt, as if they were not the same type of people as the latter. Among the five people, a man with a weird face as if he was looking at Azhi away with interest, while the rest of the dead seemed to be headed by him, standing behind him, bowing his head respectfully, without saying a word. A middle-aged man with a beard finally couldn't help but shout out: "Chief, do we want us to take action and leave him here! If you think your move will be dirty, then I'll do it for you!"

Straws of thick white air flowed out from the middle-aged man's nostrils and turned into two steam white dragons, which kept spinning around his ugly face. The two men and women around him looked at the middle-aged man with helpless expressions, but could not say anything to blame. The man had an extremely ugly look, like a clown's big red nose, and the thick pores on it made the whole nose look more like a sieve than a nose.

The rosacea and its huge wind-catching ears were like two banana fans, constantly slapping everything in front of him; the dark and dirty skin of the miner from a coal mine was covered with strange brown hair, which made him look like a human-shaped beast from ancient times, terrifying. The two long chains tied with kunai in his hand were "ding" and he asked the strange man to fight with high fighting spirit.

"It's not a good thing that Shingenjun, known as Tokugawa's tiger, is that it's okay to go there, but be careful!" The strange man raised his lips slightly and said calmly, but the man called "Shingenjun" turned his head angrily and ran away - joke, I still need to pay attention to safety. I can pinch such a small ant with one finger. I want to kill that brat in front of him to prove my strength! As I thought about it, Shingenjun's steps on the roof of the bungalow accelerated a little bit, turning into a faint phantom and chasing him quickly. What's amazing is that hundreds of thousands of tiles were stepped on under his feet, but no sound was made!

Shingenjun left, and among the four remaining people, the only woman took out her slender hands that were as white as a cardamom girl from her long sleeves, covered her mouth, and giggled: "Chief, you are so bad. A light sentence made Shingenjun work so hard. It's really a shame that he is the leader! I wonder how many moves that kid can survive? If he took it down easily, then I have to sympathize with his experience. Shingenjun's tyrannical temper is beyond the reach of ghosts and gods." The woman was as charming as she was, unlike the leader's nature, and her face was covered with foundation blush.

In every move, she showed the charm and dignity of a noble lady, but her every move was extremely beautiful, showing the coquettish and boldness of a slutty young woman, but her lively and beautiful girl appeared from time to time, and her multiple styles were constantly changing, making people wonder which one was her true face. The fragrance was swaying around her, and the green dust visible to the naked eye floated around her, constantly changing into various shapes, forming a dreamlike world. At this time, she was playing the image of a injured girl, lying on the leader and rubbing her face against his chest. Among the four, only as a woman, she dared to openly "flirt" with the leader.

"This is not necessarily true! Nobuka Jun, if there is danger, please save Shingen Jun in time!" The leader turned his head, put on the hood on his cloak, and lightly tapped his toes, disappeared from everyone's sight like flying. The female ninja was left behind, and he tugged at the room under his feet, stepped out a huge hole, and then left angrily and headed towards the direction where Shingen Jun chased Azhi.

"Xin Jinjun, let's go there too!" The man called Shin-jun, the leader, was extremely heroic, handsome, and wearing a set of fish scale armor, like a long general on the battlefield thousands of years ago, emitting a vigorous heroic spirit. There were all kinds of rust on the mottled armor, and a reddish-brown sword around his waist. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a corroded sword, which looked extremely strange. The heavy samurai suit was as light as cotton on him, and he rushed into the distance without waiting for Shin-jun nodding.

Xin Shinjun sighed lightly and chased after him.

ps. I forgot to upload the words after coding yesterday, sorry
Chapter completed!