Naruto system rampages in another world

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The moon is dark and the wind is not high

"He wants to kill me"

Wang Feng clutched the folding fan in his hand and ran all the way, with cold sweat on his forehead. He was beating a drum in his heart, and the only thought in his mind was to escape.

"Isn't anyone catching up?"

Wang Feng walked around in the alleys of Qingyun Town. He turned around several times but found no trace of Qin Hao.

"Could it be that I thought wrongly?"

Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a little confused, but when he thought of Qin Hao's eyes at that time, he felt shuddering.

Due to close contact, he knew that Qin Hao was extremely good at hiding, so Wang Feng looked at the shadowed corners with his eyes always alert.

An hour later.

Wang Feng finally put aside the doubts in his heart, grinned with a smile, left Qingyun Town, and ran towards the way he came.

“It’s been a long time”

Outside Qingyun Town, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly froze, staring at the sneaky figure rushing out from the city gate.

He hid behind a big tree because he was sure that when the other party let down his guard, he would leave Qingyun Town and return to Luanyun Sect as soon as possible, and this was the only way Wang Feng would pass.

倏

Wang Feng stepped forward and galloped past the big tree.

Suddenly, the hair all over his body stood up, and he was startled. The moonlight reflected on the beheading knife, and a bright light suddenly appeared behind him, which he caught out of the corner of his eye.

"bass"

He quickly changed direction under his feet, turned his body, and immediately waved away the precious fan in his hand. The spiritual energy in his body poured out, and a fan shadow shot out into the air.

The blades and fan shadows struck each other in the air.

There was a sound of cloth being torn, and the fan shadow was immediately shattered into pieces. The beheading sword split the fan shadow in half without any hindrance, and swung it towards Wang Feng's head with unabated force.

The two men's eyes narrowed at the same time, but their meanings were completely different.

Qin Hao was surprised that the beheading sword was so powerful, not weaker than Lingbao, which was beyond his expectation.

Wang Feng was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the big sword in Qin Hao's hand was actually a spiritual treasure. Although there was no spiritual energy fluctuation of a spiritual treasure on it, it could be so powerful if it wasn't a spiritual treasure.

Of course, what shocked him even more was that the folding fan in his hand turned out to be a mid-level spiritual treasure. With his strength, it was difficult to activate it and he could not exert the strength that this spiritual treasure should have.

Thinking like this, he felt even more resentful and unwilling.

He stepped back and retreated violently. Before he could reach it, a stream of blood spurted out from his chest.

His whole body flew backwards, and a hole on his chest that was two fingers wide and one foot long was extremely ferocious, and the muscles and fat were opened outwards as if they had been sawed open with a blunt instrument.

What's even more strange is that there isn't much blood pouring out from the chest, as if the blood inside had already drained away just now.

This is almost impossible. You have to know that no matter how serious the injury is, how can the blood in the human body be drained in an instant?

Wang Feng was lying on the ground, his face pale and bloodless.

He stared at the big knife in Qin Hao's hand with horrifying eyes. He saw that the two-meter-long beheading knife's blade was red and full of bright red blood. At this moment, the blood attached to the blade seemed to be affected by an invisible pulling force. It is rapidly penetrating into the blade, just like those insects worming their way into Qin Hao's body.

The color of the blood became lighter and lighter. In less than two breaths, the beheading sword had already emitted a cold light again, which looked extremely terrifying in Wang Feng's eyes.

"This knife is drinking my blood"

"People raise insects, knives drink blood, they are all monsters"

The look of his eyes became lighter and weaker, and he just stared at Qin Hao with a dull look, while his mouth kept saying words intermittently: "Why?"

Qin Hao glanced at the smooth beheading sword before turning his attention to Wang Feng.

"You know too many secrets of mine, and I don't want others to know these yet."

"You told me all this yourself..." Wang Feng's eyes widened, and he questioned Qin Hao as if he was reflecting back on his reflection.

"kindness"

Qin Hao nodded, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes, but it was wiped out in an instant. He did not dwell on this issue with Wang Feng anymore. The blade pierced the other person's heart.

After killing Wang Feng, Qin Hao dug a pit nearby. After thinking about it, he finally did not retrieve the folding fan. Instead, he kicked Wang Feng's body into the pit and buried it. There is that precious fan.

Qin Hao turned around and left without looking back, and the trace of guilt he felt towards Wang Feng disappeared along with the buried folding fan.

Is there anything wrong?

maybe there is

But so what, the fault of the strong is borne by the weak. This is the law of this world.

He stepped on the ground step by step and walked slowly towards Qingyun Town. His back became more and more cold, and an inexplicable shackle was cut off in his heart.

"To become stronger, do whatever it takes to become stronger."

"Only the strong can control their own destiny"

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In the year 3312 of the continental calendar, on the first day of November, there was heavy snow in the Northland.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

On top of a heavy snow, thousands of people gathered here, looking up to the top of the mountain from time to time.

There is heavy fog on the mountain, and there are many mountains. It is impossible to recognize the true face of Mount Lu. There is a white jade stone staircase running through the mountain, called the Fuyao Ladder, which means that everyone who climbs up from here can climb straight up, worship into the blue clouds, or enter the outer gate. , or enter the inner door, and you will no longer be in the mortal world.

In front of the escalator, a 5-meter-high blue stone tablet is erected, with the word "Qingyun" engraved on it. The writing is vigorous and powerful, and it actually gives people the charm of soaring up to [-] miles.

It was the coldest time in the morning, and there was heavy snowfall, making the air even colder.

However, among the thousands of people at the foot of the mountain, except for a few who tightened their clothes, the rest of them did not frown and did not feel any coldness at all.

All the people raised their heads and looked toward the top of the mountain. They were waiting for the messenger who would come down from the Qingyun Staircase to lead them to the entrance.

Sitting to the side in the crowd, Qin Hao also raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky. He was wearing a coarse linen shirt, and the red robe was rolled up and hung as a package on his back.

suddenly

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and more people could not help but breathe quickly. Several figures walked down the escalator. They walked very fast, often taking dozens of steps with one step, and several people walked down the escalator. The twinkle is getting closer and closer to the foot of the mountain.

Faster than them was a figure that fell directly from the air. This person was wearing a green robe and had a silver dagger at his feet. He was 5 meters above everyone's heads and looked down at the people below with dull eyes. , but gives people a sense of pride.

He had fair skin and looked like a girl, with long black hair hanging casually behind his back. He looked at the people at his feet without saying a word.

He didn't speak, and the people below didn't dare to speak either. They all stared at him with bated breath.

It wasn't until a few people on the escalator came down that the silence was broken.

"Senior Brother Ninth, can we start now?"

"kindness"

The man called Ninth Senior Brother cherished his words like gold, and his body was 5 meters taller. He sat cross-legged, sitting on the silver dagger, and looked into the distant air.

"Is this guy the one in charge?"

“What a slut”

Qin Hao curled his lips with disdain.

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