The Three Swords of Konoha

Chapter 159
Woo-!
Jian Xin rode on the wolf king and ran down the mountain.

Behind the wolf king, there were seven wolves who were a little smaller than the wolf king.

Now they are not thin and thin, each of them has grown to two meters tall.

"Wandering Feeling"

"not bad."

"I don't know when we will find her."

Kenshin looked at the hilt behind the knife and thought.

Don't know what happened between him and that woman.

But every time I think of her, I always feel a little lonely in my heart for no reason.

Weird feeling.

call--

It was getting late, and the wind and snow started to get bigger again.

The snow wolves followed closely.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, they stopped and howled vigilantly in one direction.

Kenshin looked there, only to see half of his leg exposed in the snow.

Strong bloody smell.

He got off the wolf and walked over to the leg.

Pulled it out.

It was indeed a leg, and that was all that was left.

Kenshin waved to the wolves behind him to let them follow.

Going forward, there are all stumps.

There are bloody scenes everywhere.

There are also many strange-colored knives that fell to the ground.

The further you go, the more dead people there are in varying degrees.

Most of them were wearing black uniforms, and they seemed to belong to some organization.

"A lotus made of ice?"

An ice sculpture appeared in front of Jian Xin.

The ice sculpture had a painful expression, holding a knife in both hands, as if he wanted to chop something, but his movements were frozen here by the ice.

It has obviously lost its vitality.

The strange thing is that on his body, there are ice vines wrapped around him, carrying lotus-shaped ice on it.

At this moment, Jian Xin's ears moved slightly, and he heard what seemed to be a fight in front of him.

The pack of wolves followed.

Came to a small hillside, just in time to see what happened in the yard.

His whole body restrained his breath, and no one could find him.

And those snow wolves did have something, they imitated Jian Xin's way to restrain their breath, crawled forward, and came to the side of Jian Xin.

The courtyard below.

A man holding a golden fan, wearing a red tight top, a black cloak behind his back, and a head that looks like it was soaked in blood, is pressing the woman in front of him step by step.

The woman was covered in wounds, with feathers like butterfly wings draped over her body.

"Strange. Why is there such an expression."

She is clearly an enemy, but the woman's eyes reveal pity
"The smell on that person. What's going on, I seem to smell something similar to mine."

"No. This taste is a little different from mine, let's have a look again."

Kenshin sat quietly watching a man and a woman perform all kinds of strange moves.

Men can summon all kinds of ice to make ice sculptures, as well as the ice lotus that Jian Xin has seen.

Every move of the woman made Jianxin seem to see butterflies flying, which was pleasing to the eye.

As soon as the time passed, it was almost dawn.

The woman was defeated, lying on the ground unable to move, the cold invaded her lungs, and she couldn't live for long.

The man didn't use all his strength at all, but kept playing with his prey, and finally defeated his opponent with one move when he saw that it was almost done.

"What a bad character."

"Okay, let's ask those two people about their common sense in this world."

As Jian Xin said, the eight snow wolves behind him were ready to move and rushed down.

Go fast!

At this point, below.

"Okay, I will devour you well, and it will definitely bring you happiness."

As the man said, he was about to step forward and make a move.

Ow! ! !

At this moment, wolves roared from all directions.

Tong Mo frowned and looked around.

On the roof, a huge snow wolf leaped up, and the roof tiles shattered immediately!

On the walls, on the kitchen, and in front of the courtyard gate, there are all huge snow wolves.

"Oh, it's really interesting. I actually smelled a familiar smell from you. I can't remember what it was."

Tong Mo opened the golden iron fan, covered his mouth and muttered.

Butterfly Kanae looked at the snow wolves appearing all around, but she didn't understand either.

Animals almost have a very keen intuition of danger, why they will take the initiative to appear in front of the second string.

In the sky, snowflakes began to slowly float.

There seems to be a force in the snowflakes, which makes people unable to help but release the sadness in their hearts.

Kanae widened her eyes, looking at the figure that was slowly falling like snowflakes in the air.

Tong Mo didn't feel anything, or didn't notice it at all, but was about to take action to teach the snow wolves around him a lesson.

"Blood ghost art - Man Lianhua!"

The iron fan waved, and the vines formed by a large amount of ice carried lotus flowers and attacked the surrounding wolves.

"Ouch--!"

The snow wolves were very agile, one by one they dodged one after another!
"what?!"

Tong Mo couldn't believe his eyes, what did he see, his blood ghost technique was easily dodged? !

Is this a group of snow wolves?
I'm afraid it wasn't the Ghost Slayer Squad in disguise!
"Blood ghost art—."

It was at this moment that Tong Mo condensed the ice again.

Snapped!
Click!

"What do you want to do to my friend?"

Jian Xin grabbed Tong Mo's iron fan into pieces with his bare hands, and said casually.

"who are you?"

Tong Mo didn't panic at all, even Jian Xin could feel that there was no emotional fluctuation in this guy.

Perhaps even in the face of death, Tong Mo would not have any feelings.

This is inseparable from his childhood experience.

Tong Mo was born with colorful eyes and hair color as pure as white oak.

His superstitious parents therefore regarded him as the "son of God" and believed that he must be able to hear the "voice of God".

However, Tong Mo himself has never actually heard the so-called "voice of God".

Although he thought it was ridiculous, but out of pity for his ignorant parents, the young Tong Mo took a playful attitude, cooperated with his parents' words and actions, and pretended that he really seemed to be the "son of God".

Later, his parents founded the Elysium of Bliss, with Tong Mo as the leader, using the gimmick of "Son of God" to attract believers.

The father cheated on the female believer, and after the mother stabbed the father to death, she committed suicide by taking poison.

Even after seeing such a scene, Tong Mo still didn't have any big fluctuations in his heart, he just thought about who could clean up the bad smell here.

This kind of experience left Tong Mo with no trace of human emotion.

So no matter what you face, you don't feel much.

"Blood Ghost Art - Xuandong Icicles!"

A large number of icicles fell from the sky, and Kenshin slowly drew the Taidao behind him.

The corners of the mouth produced white air currents due to strong breathing.

(If the heart stops beating, it does not mean that the person is dead. You can understand that the protagonist's body is undergoing some kind of evolution)
"One knife style - Fenxue."

Jian Xin didn't care where the icicle fell, but rushed straight towards Tong Mo.

When everyone reacted, Tong Mo's body became two halves.

Blood is flying!

(End of this chapter)