I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

"What's going on? Are those wandering ninjas causing trouble, or is someone hijacking the camp?"

Amidst the billowing smoke, a slightly rough voice sounded, and he opened the tent. He was the Jonin Oishi of Iwagakure Village, and he was also the supervisor sent by Iwagakure Village.

He grabbed the collar of a nearby Iwa Ninja's shirt with one hand, frowned, and asked viciously. As for those mercenaries, he still couldn't trust them.

The Iwa ninja trembled and trembled all over. He was not strong enough to look at an angry jounin.

"It's...it's the sand ninja. It's the sand ninja who came to rob the camp."

"Is that a sand ninja? How many are there?"

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Dashi's eyes. There was a sand ninja who was brave enough to rob his camp. He really didn't know whether to live or die. He had to offer a big gift to Master Lao Zi this time. He narrowed his eyes and then Asked a question.

"Probably...probably..." Iwa Ninja's eyes dodge a little.

"How many people are there?" Dashi increased his tone and his voice was extremely sharp.

"Probably... no, there are only three people on the other side."

"Three people? Are you sure?"

"No...that's right, there are only three people on the other side, and two of them may be just subordinates. They didn't take action."

"Does that mean that just one person can bring you all to a standstill?"

Oishi's face had completely darkened, and he casually threw the Iwa Ninja on the ground, feeling unhappy.

Are they really a bunch of losers? One person and only one person from the other side broke through his camp?

When did they Iwa Ninja turn into such trash? Is it really the mercenary bastards who have eroded the Iwa Ninja's character?

It is true that one generation is inferior to the other. Think about their generation, but they ate sand, withstood the Sand Ninja's shurikens and poisonous needles, forcefully biting a gap in the Sand Ninja's defense circle, and chewed off a large piece of land. .

Unlike now, they obviously have the upper hand, but they are still delayed for so long by a woman with inferior troops, and in the end, Master Lao Zi takes action personally. What a shame, the new generation of Iwa Ninja really needs to practice hard.

Cold eyes swept around.

"Go and wake everyone up. I'm going to cut that bastard into pieces today. If he gets away, you'll all be left here to eat sand for the rest of your life."

"Yes."

The Iwa Ninja responded loudly, called for help, and rushed in the direction of the Sith. Compared to eating sand in the desert for a lifetime, the Sith seemed less scary.

……

In the Iwa Ninja camp, there was a crash, and a long black flame snake swooped over and passed over the tent. In just a flash, it formed a high wall of fire in the center of the camp.

Just by being a Sith, he plunged the camp where hundreds of ninjas were stationed into chaos.

The blood-stained Iwa Ninja raised his head slightly. The blood on his body belonged to his colleagues. Most of it came from the mercenaries, and a small amount came from the Iwa Ninja.

In his sight, he only saw a shadow that was passing by quickly, moving through the crowd like a ghost. It was getting closer and closer, and even a double shadow flashed in his eyes.

His pupils shrank, and he seemed to see a line, and then he could no longer make any sound.

Turning his head with difficulty, his vision was spinning. A tall body with calluses on its hands fell straight backwards. It was somewhat familiar, and it belonged to him.

That guy did it really beautifully. He didn't even feel any pain. If you want to have such a powerful swordsmanship, you probably have to practice it for many years, right?

This was the last thought in his mind, his eyes darkened, and there was no more life left.

"Who the hell is that guy? Why is he so strong?"

More and more people were dying, and they were dying faster and faster. A large area of ​​sand was almost soaked with blood, but they couldn't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes, and all they could see were pitch-black figures.

When did the Sand Ninja have such a ruthless character?

"Secret Technique·Camouflage Hidden Technique."

Dashi formed a seal with one hand, chakra surged from his limbs, and he immediately disappeared.

Unlike Yue Guangfeng's penetration, he didn't really disappear, but blended into the surrounding environment. He was very confident in his move, and many already famous masters fell into his hands.

Of course, his greatest achievement was abducting Nohara Rin and taking away one of Kakashi's eyes. This kind of achievement was enough to boast about for a lifetime, but unfortunately, his life soon came to an end.

This time, he probably died faster.

Clang!

The bright black metal long knife blocked a kunai. Oishi's pupils shrank, and he felt a little hard to believe his eyes. Someone could block his secret technique. How could it be possible?

He raised his head and looked into those black eyes.

What kind of eyes are those, dark, deep, as if there is no emotion at all, like a god who sends judgment on the world.

"You guys, are you kidding me? How come there is such a ghost like you in Sunagakure Village?"

Another kunai appeared in his hand, and he pulled it upward. No matter what, he had to leave a wound on the enemy, which was related to the nature of the Iwa ninja.

"Very well, your courage is commendable and worthy of praise, but courage is just courage, and your strength is far from enough."

He held Dashi's arm with his left hand, and when he parted it gently, he heard a crisp sound of bones breaking. His entire arm was almost removed by the Sith and twisted into a very weird arc.

Not only the bones, but also the muscles were soft, like an earthworm with no bones at all, shining with cold light, and the kunai in his own hand instantly cut his throat.

The Iwa Ninja and the mercenaries were defeated so quickly that they could not believe it.

But one thing they can be sure of is that this guy is definitely not something they and their bunch of crooks can handle.

"Escape, everyone, run away."

I don't know who among the crowd shouted, and many people tried to escape along the surrounding exits.

The corners of Sith's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of coldness.

"Do you think you can escape?"

The shadow pulled, and the long knife in his hand danced very fast, grazing the neck. Those who tried to escape died faster.

Whether they are Iwa ninjas or mercenaries, they have begun to despair.

Not far away, Yashamaru and Maki froze on the spot, the corners of their eyes twitching. Is this really the Sith they knew? Is this too strong?

Even the commander-in-chief Ye Cang is probably nothing more than this.

When exactly did he possess this power?

My heart was full of doubts, but soon the situation of the battle changed again.

"Wind Escape·Vacuum Jade!"

Suddenly, several huge wind bombs shot out from the depths of the tent, and the huge wind pressure even suppressed the black flames of the Sith.

Sith's expression condensed slightly, and he smiled. With a wave of his right hand, the blade was torn in half by the wind.

"What good luck. I didn't expect that even a mercenary would be able to meet a master."