People in Hokage, just founded Xiao organization

On the top of the mountain, there is a cherry blossom forest.

The pink cherry blossoms flying in the sky are very beautiful, and the fragrance in the air is also very enjoyable.

It's just that Suzuki Kanon has no time to appreciate this beautiful scenery like a fairy in a painting at this time. Now she is moving forward like an arrow from the string.

Cherry blossoms were flying behind her, and footprints trampled on the mud covered by the cherry blossoms. However, in addition to pink petals, bright red blood drops also dotted the mud.

"Miss Suzuki, I advise you to just go ahead and capture her. Please don't embarrass us servants. Besides, this will make things easier for you, right?"

About ten samurai were already standing in front of her, and the leading samurai wearing pure black feathers directly held his sword across his chest, ready for battle.

Suzuki Kanon bit her lower lip tightly. There was nothing in her hands, but she looked like she was holding a weapon. Without any hesitation, she jumped up on her toes and charged towards the black feathered man with her empty hands. The warrior weaving made a vertical chop.

Seeing this strong man from the Ju Fangyu Sword Style attacking with bare hands, there was no change in his resolute and strong face. His sword was not even unsheathed, and he blocked the attack alive.

Strangely, Suzuki Kanon's hand was empty, but it made a clear sound of metal hitting his scabbard. Her hand seemed to be holding an invisible long sword, a weapon that could not be seen with the naked eye.

Only the force of the resolute samurai's hand pushed Suzuki Kanon back. She took nearly ten steps back before she could stabilize her figure. She covered her chest with one hand and couldn't help but kneel there.

"Ms. Suzuki, your current strength is not even [-]% of what it was in its heyday, and your strength rises from the ground. This is common sense for Jufang Yukenryu. Now your mind is in a state of confusion."

Slowly putting down the scabbard on his chest, a look of regret appeared on his face.

Poisoned, stabbed in the back and the pursuit that lasted for more than half an hour, Suzuki Kanon was really weak to the extreme. She just barely stood up when about 20 high-level samurai appeared behind her. This was just the moment. The group of people who were chasing her before had now cooperated with the group of warriors in front to surround her.

"Nomura Yuken, in vain did my master swore a sworn vow to you and became a confidant. I didn't expect you to poison me and attack the dojo. Master and I really misjudged you."

"Miss Suzuki, I also have unspeakable difficulties, so let's just go ahead and capture him. I guarantee with my personality that the disciples of Ju Fangyu Kenryu will be treated well. Besides, becoming the young master's woman will not be considered an insult to you."

Nomura Yuken lowered his head, as if unwilling to look at the junior in front of him, but he was still holding his katana tightly in his hand, and his stance had never wavered.

Young Master, what Young Master, is it the son of the daimyo who sent you to do this?

Nomura Yuken was noncommittal to Suzuki Kanon's words and still refused to look at her.

"Heh, are you just so loyal to Ju Fang Yu Jian for generations?"

Suzuki Kanon's voice was a little bitter. Maybe she should have refused to teach His Highness the swordsmanship from the beginning.

Now it is impossible to break out, it seems that the only option is...

boom! !

There was a crisp sound of metal and iron hitting each other, and the invisible sword in Suzuki Kanon's hand fell from his hand.

"Nomura Yuken, are you not even allowed to commit suicide!" Suzuki Kanon's voice was full of anger, and she felt as if her eyes were burning.

"I'm sorry, Miss Suzuki, the order from above is to keep you alive."

As he spoke, Nomura Yuken approached Suzuki Kanon's position.

Although Suzuki Kanon was poisoned and injured, and her strength was not even [-]% left, but just in case, it would be more appropriate to capture her alive by herself.

Seeing that the person coming was Nomura Yuken, her face was slightly bitter, and she knew that she was completely finished this time.

Slowly closing her eyes, she gave up struggling now, but the expected feeling of her acupuncture points being sealed did not appear. On the contrary, a sound broke through the air in her ears,

Suddenly she opened her beautiful eyes. In front of Huayin's eyes was a sword with snow-white light shining from top to bottom, and white thunder wrapped around it. Along with the traveling thunder, the sword was making a "sizzling" sound. .

This divine sword was stuck directly in the soil in front of Nomura's gym, forcing him to retreat. In a flash, a man wearing a pure black windbreaker was already standing proudly on the hilt of the sword.

Suzuki Kanon's eyes widened in shock. The whirlwind held by the cherry blossom petals was slowly spinning around him. The person was wearing a silver mask, and behind him was waist-length black hair that was flying messily in the air. This person A man who seemed to fall from the sky saved her!

Is this... a dream?

Suzuki Kanon couldn't believe that among the cherry blossoms flying in the sky, a strong man actually appeared to save him.

And I had only heard of this in stories and done it in my dreams, but now it was all happening before my eyes.

"The samurai under the daimyo's command are doing something, please don't interfere!"

Nomura Yuki's face was very ugly. This guy wearing a silver mask came from a hundred steps away with a flying sword and forced him back. His strength was definitely stronger than his own.

Ye Hanchuan slipped from the hilt of the sword, and the blade under his boot picked up a piece of soil and flew into the air. Ye Hanchuan grabbed it gracefully, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Nomura Yuongjian in front of him.

It seems that my reputation is not loud enough. When I came to the Kingdom of Thunder, I met two groups of warriors, but no one knew about me.

"Are you from Jufangyu Jianliu?"

"Yes......."

When Suzuki Kanon heard Ye Hanchuan's question, she looked at the man in black in front of her without looking back, and nodded subconsciously in response.

It seems that I found the right one.

[Qi Escape, Divine Bow]

The wind-blade giant bow instantly appeared in Ye Hanchuan's hand. Arrows like bullets split from it, and tiny wind jade shot out like thousands of arrows. The intensive attack was enough to make ordinary ninjas despair. Likewise, This samurai pair is no exception.

The combat power of high-level samurai is indistinguishable from that of jounin ninjas. Which one is stronger and which one is weaker makes sense, but in terms of speed and agility alone, samurai are more than a step ahead of ninjas.

As for whether the samurai master or the ninja shadow is stronger or weaker, there is no need to discuss it.

If the flow master could still suppress the shadow, then the current world would not be dominated by ninjas.

"Facing the divine bow, these warriors performed much better than the ninjas."

The high-level warriors were extremely fast. Facing Ye Hanchuan's barrage attack, most of them actually avoided it. Only the unlucky guys in the very center were shot into targets.

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ps: The internet and power will be cut off all day tomorrow. I have to quickly get rid of the manuscripts I have saved for the past two days, and then set them to be published at a scheduled time. It feels really hard not to save the manuscripts.