Konoha: Who says that hunters can't play in the ninja world?

The remaining three looked at each other, thinking that they probably couldn't complete the mission today, so they should just go their separate ways. Feng Jian turned and left, tomorrow would be a day of bloodshed, and Feng Jian felt that he needed some mental preparation.

It's not that he has never seen blood. Over the years, Fengjian has slaughtered at least 800 animals, if not a thousand. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is an executioner. But when it comes to the time when a ninja sees blood, the modern thinking in Fengjian's bones begins to emerge.

Although it was a ninja world where human life was worth less than grass, Kazama's mind inevitably crossed the thought of killing after the trial. He was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly drove away this thought, otherwise it would harm him sooner or later. He repeatedly emphasized that he was a ninja who killed without blinking an eye, and fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night. He said that he asked the other two to be prepared, but in fact, the person who should be prepared the most was Kazama himself.

Along the way, Kazama was visibly silent, while Nobuko, due to the novel experience after leaving the village, quickly overwhelmed the upcoming test and kept chattering.

"As usual, I will not interfere with this mission, you can solve it yourselves. What I want to remind you is that the mission is to annihilate, don't show any mercy." Zao Jian had a serious face and said this with great momentum.

"Let's discuss the plan. I'll sense the situation in the stronghold first, and then we'll enter the stronghold separately and deal with the enemy as quietly as possible. If we're accidentally exposed, Ichiro will face the enemy head-on, Nobuko will finish off the enemy, and I'll provide long-range fire support."

"Understood." x3.

"Action." The three of them approached the fire-lit mountain village silently like cats in the dark.

Kazama chose the front because there was a watchtower in front, and Kazama's bow and arrow could kill the enemy from a long distance. If it were Ichiro or Nobuko, they would be easily exposed by climbing up and down. As for throwing kunai, throwing it from the bottom to the top could not guarantee the lethality.

"Ninjutsu: Summoning Technique." The five little ones instantly appeared in front of Fengjian. He patted the heads of the five little ones one by one and began to assign tasks. "Kataro and Shuataro, come in with me. You two don't have to rush to take action. Just help me when necessary." Fengjian still wanted to be safe. This was a murder. Who knew what kind of complicated situation would happen? Kiataro had illusion skills, Shuataro had underground escape skills, and could launch a sneak attack. If the three brothers of Gray Wolf had the ability to hide their tracks, he would have wanted to bring them all in.

Kibataro hid inside the clothes on Kazama's chest and followed Kazama, using underground burrowing to quietly go behind the gate of the mountain stronghold. He used his machete to cut the neck of the bandit on guard without giving him or her any time to react. To be on the safe side, Kazama even covered his mouth.

As soon as the bandit on the other side looked over here, the machete flashed with cold light and flew over, and the handle of the knife sank into his chest. Before the bandit who had been stabbed in the neck fell to the ground, Fengjian flashed out, covered the bandit with the knife in his chest again, pulled out the machete, and stabbed it again. The bandit struggled for a few times and lay softly on the ground.

The two bandits on the lookout tower were completely unaware, so Feng Jian was able to catch his breath for a while. He tried his best to keep his mind clear and not look at the two people lying on the ground. "Unlocking the Sealing Technique: Bow and Arrow", with the longbow in hand, the familiar feeling made Feng Jian feel more at ease. The dark night gave Feng Jian good protection. This corner, if it was in broad daylight, was almost clear at a glance, but at night, it was pitch dark. This was the place.

The bow and arrow were pulled on the line, aiming, and released. Everything was like an instinctive action. In the dark night, the arrow could not even be seen. The hand holding the string loosened, and the figure on the lookout fell to the ground. It was that simple. The sound of falling attracted the bandits on the other side. They just looked around, which gave Fengjian a second chance to shoot. The arrow, with the night, pierced the bandit's body again. The aftereffect made the bandit's body retreat half a step and lie in the lookout without falling, reducing the possibility of exposure.

It was a dark and windy night, a time for murder and arson. The darkness of the night hid the killings well, so there was no direct contact with the blood. Except for the increasingly strong smell of rust in the nose, there was no other discomfort.

After getting used to the convenience of shooting arrows in the dark, Feng Jian felt more and more comfortable, pulling the bow string, nodding the arrow and shooting the arrow. It seemed that all this was just an exercise in the dark, not a killing.

Finally, there was a commotion in the village. It should be that Nobuko or Ichiro was discovered. Fengjian looked serious and hurried over there, dealing with the bandits he encountered.

Sure enough, it was Ichiro who was exposed. Even though he was a ninja, Ichiro's infiltration and hiding skills were still a bit rough. Coupled with his aggressive fighting style, this kind of infiltration and assassination drama was not suitable for him.

Since he was exposed, Ichiro simply stopped hiding. Holding the iron rod, he was like a tiger among sheep, sweeping and chopping. Ordinary bandits holding homemade weapons dared not approach, because no one could withstand the blow of Ichiro's iron rod. The heavy weapon that hurts and kills anyone who is hit, in Ichiro's hands, the lethality is fully demonstrated.

"Damn it, it's a ninja, get out of the way and let me deal with it." The leader, dressed like a samurai, drew the long sword from his waist and took a stance. The other bandits didn't dare to attack, so they made room for the two of them.

"You've killed so many of my men, I want your head as compensation. Iai Slash." The samurai also knew how to fight, and while he was speaking, he suddenly launched his strongest attack.

"Dang" the samurai sword and the iron stick collided without any effort. Ichiro, who was holding the stick with one hand, did not move his body at all. He just leaned the stick on the ground to complete this defense. On the other side, the samurai leader's expression changed drastically. His strongest Iai Slash did not work, and the force from the samurai sword made his hand holding the sword tremble slightly.

If it were someone else, he might have been hit by this move, but the opponent was Ichiro. If we talk about the fighting methods he is most familiar with, one is Kazama's long-range bow and arrow output, running away when he sees someone, and the other is Nobuko, who relies on her fast speed, sharp sword, and likes to play with swords. Kazama's rogue fighting style, Ichiro can only defend. However, he has dealt with Nobuko's swordsmanship many times and has a lot of experience.

This bandit leader should have inherited the swordsmanship of a samurai, but it was obvious that he was not very good at it. He could bully ordinary people, but he had no idea how to deal with Ichiro. Except for the first unexpected sword-drawing technique, which was blocked by Ichiro's motionless one-handed stick, he could not form any effective offensive.

The iron stick was as light as a feather in Ichiro's hand. Without any skill, he smashed the samurai leader with one stick after another. The samurai leader could no longer hold on. The knuckles of his hands were broken and his samurai sword was deformed. He could only roll left and right to escape in a panic.

After finally escaping from Ichiro's attack range, they wanted to call on their men to attack, but they found that they were in vain. The men who had surrounded the two of them just now were now much thinner, and they all looked at Ichiro with fear, not daring to step forward.

"Okay, let's make it quick and decisive. The rest is up to you." The familiar voice of Kazama came from the headset. Nobuko and Ichiro slowed down, and the murderous intent in their eyes reappeared. In the eyes of Ichiro and Nobuko, the dozen or so bandits were only a matter of time.

Feng Jian, who had shot several arrows from a distance, understood the situation. He told the two men through the headset to make a quick decision and not to stay any longer, but to go to the leader's room.

Killing people without looting them is the biggest waste. Feng Jian doesn't care what other time travelers do, but he is a poor man, and poor people have no right to talk about these things.