Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha

Chapter 170 Is there such a place?

The tip of the sword dragged on the floor, making a piercing sound of rubbing and cutting. When Hitomi walked slowly, he looked at a group of warriors.

In the long and narrow corridor, the paper doors on both sides were tightly closed, but this couldn't block Hitomi's sight.

Inside were four naked old men and a woman covered in bruises.

Hitomi didn't look much, and stared directly at the group of guard warriors with eyes full of anger under the mask.

Compared with the rogue warriors in Huajie, this group of uniformed warriors looks like a human being.

However, disgusting.

Although it was said that he was just eating and drinking, Tong Tong was murderous.

The killing intent was boiling like water waves.

Even wearing a mask, emotions are displayed without any cover.

Everyone felt the killing intent, their skin was pricked like needles, they were under great pressure mentally, and their hands holding the sword trembled slightly.

The guy in front of him was kind of scary.

On the sword on the shoulder, the seeping blood dripped along the blade.

He was wearing a white robe with a hood, which was already covered with large blood stains, turning red to black.

Blood dripped on the hem of the clothes and slowly dripped to the floor. The ticking sound was mixed with the heavy breathing and depressing echo of everyone.

Everything in front of him was silently releasing terrible psychological pressure.

Not to mention the blood-splattered corridor behind this guy like hell.

The fallen corpses all over the place interpreted the horror of the person in front of him.

As Hitomi advanced, a large group of sword-wielding warriors retreated slowly in fear.

Can live, no one wants to die.

but……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A young warrior in his twenties screamed tremblingly and ran towards Hitomi. Shen quickly chop down.

A corridor that can only be passed by four or five people does not have enough room to dodge. This is the most suitable terrain for swordsmen to fight.

He didn't use the secret sword, just simple sword skills, Hitomi moved his footsteps to dodge the blow, and swung the knife quickly.

The young head was thrown up into the sky, and the headless corpse jumped forward on its knees, spraying blood all over the ground.

Hitomi continued walking slowly.

With his head lowered slightly, a shadowy bird-shaped mask was exposed under the hood, with blood dripping from it.

"This guy!!!"

A group of warriors gasped heavily, and many of them began to tremble violently.

Great fear has already overwhelmed the body and mind.

However, no one escaped.

Although the occupations are not the same, Hitomi understands them, although disgusting.

"The loyalty of a samurai?"

"What a pity."

"You are following the wrong person."

"so……"

"Sine!"

Responding to Hitomi was a killing sound from the warriors.

Roaring wildly, with great momentum and courage, the warriors rushed up quickly with twisted faces and raised their knives.

And Hitomi, at the same time, quickly walked up to him.

Swinging the saber, before the middle-aged warrior had time to react, a slash cut open on his chest, and when blood gushed forward, Hitomi had already passed by to meet the next person.

Then chop off.

The young samurai who reacted wanted to block it, but he was cut open with a knife, and all that remained in front of his eyes was a bright and stern knife light, and the blood splattered and fluttered like cherry blossoms.

What a beautiful sword skill...

Hitomi shuttled among the oncoming crowd, swung his knife quickly left and right, moved in small steps one after another, shortened his body, turned around, moved, jumped up, and spun around in the air.

The snow-white knife light flashed one after another in the crowd, accompanied by the bloom of blood and short screams.

In less than ten seconds, Hitomi pierced through the crowd.

When he raised his hand to shake the blood, the blood beads formed a row and hit the paper door on the side obliquely, and the warriors with their backs fell to the ground one after another.

The corpses were piled on top of each other.

In the spacious room, under the ambiguous lights, the four old men looked at the bloodstains and silhouettes soaked on the paper door with trepidation.

There are headless corpses that can't sit upright, bright red handprints that are slowly sliding down one by one, and...

The figure of the sword-wielding devil.

The paper door opened slowly, and the four screamed like broken gongs.

Hugged tightly into a ball, trembling like chaff sieve.

There was one bloody footprint on the clean tatami, followed by a second one.

Hitomi silently walked into the house.

The young woman who was simply wrapped in some clothes hid in the corner in horror.

She was beautiful, but Hitomi didn't look at her.

The line of sight locked on four people.

"Do you know who I am!?"

"I am a noble from the Fire Country!!!"

"As long as I give an order!"

"You will face the endless pursuit of Konoha ninjas!!!"

When the man was about to continue talking, a fat man next to him slapped him in the face with force.

Let him almost faint, his body swaying.

"I have a lot of money!!! What do you want!? I can give it to you!!!"

"Money? Power? Women? Men? Land?"

"It will be all right!!!"

"Your Excellency! Everything is easy to discuss!!!"

It's disgusting...

Hitomi looked at the dead people, not wanting to have an unnecessary word of nonsense with them.

With a little footsteps, he rushed up like a ghost in an instant. These guys who usually enjoy themselves are no match for Tong, but they just had time to widen their eyes and were cut by Tong's sword one after another.

Waist cut.

This is torture.

It will take a while for those who have been cut in half to die in pain, during which they can only watch helplessly as death approaches slowly.

Will suffer great mental torture before death.

The screams rang out in the room, and the four cried out in fear, dragging half of their bodies and slowly crawling on the tatami in a chaotic manner.

I didn't look at these people again.

Hitomi flicked Xue Zhen, and then retracted the knife into its sheath as quickly as lightning.

Turning his head to look at the beautiful woman in the corner, he walked forward slowly.

The woman screamed in horror, huddled in a corner, looking at Hitomi with teary eyes and fear.

Hitomi stopped.

After a moment of silence, he said softly: "If you can run, get out of here quickly, no one here can stop you from escaping."

After speaking, Hitomi turned and left.

The voice is a girl...

She came to rescue me?

After gradually understanding the situation, at this moment, the woman panicked and said loudly: "Thank you!"

After a pause, Hitomi didn't look back, but said, "Run, run as far as you can, don't forget to bring money and inform your sister."

The woman froze for a moment, followed by a humming sound and nodded her head heavily.

Watching Hitomi walk away quickly, struggling to get up while supporting his weak body due to fear.

What she has to do is not over yet.

Hitomi is the same.

This flower street is really too big.

A person is a bit out of control.

Should I also learn some useful ninjutsu or something?

For example, shadow clone.

Hitomi couldn't help but think of such a thing.

When the technique is used, there is less hatred.

However, the advice Meiji gave her was not to think too much, just focus on exercising well.

Every point of progress, the improvement increase under the Eight Gates Dunjia is a huge gain.

Turning around and thinking about it, the shadow clone is not suitable for me. It is too extravagant to divide half of the body chakra to create a clone that breaks at the touch of a touch.

And his own swordsmanship itself is a large consumption of chakra.

There is no such margin.

With eyes open, Hitomi looked for the target in the room.

On the street, Miki is doing the cleaning, and Zhili is solving the fish that slipped through the net, and his task is to clean the room.

Take a quick leap over the roof.

Then, Hitomi landed in front of a five-story flower building, and the roof was on fire.

Standing at the main entrance, Hitomi raised her foot and kicked open the closed door.

Behind the door, the two servants who were holding the door fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Ignore them.

Hitomi walked quickly along the stone path.

The two teenagers rubbed their buttocks delicately, but they didn't dare to stop them.

This place is a bit special, there are not many girls, but surprisingly many men.

They are also long and beautiful.

For some reason, Hitomi thought of Beiliuhu and Orochimaru.

(End of this chapter)