The Beginning of the Original God Became the Ninja of General Raiden

"Your ninjutsu is good, but unfortunately your martial arts are still far behind." Miyu Chiyo said, a kunai appeared in her hand at some point, she flicked her finger, and the blade made a piercing sound .

Kunai got out of his hand and galloped towards the opponent.

Miyuchiyo's Kunai collided with the female ninja's blade, and sparks burst out, making a piercing sound.

The female ninja was forced to retreat by that powerful force, but she didn't speak, just inserted the ninja sword in her hand into the snow.

The azure eyes of God around her waist began to shine, and with her movements, layers of white mist emerged from the snow, and those white mist enveloped the entire world.

Chapter 130 Eight: Who said that only those who stand together are companions?

A biting chill struck, and under the blessing of General Dong, the air around Yu Chiyo's body was actually frozen, turning the air into hard blocks of ice.

Covering Miyu Chiyo inside, trying to trap her body in the ice.

"The eye of the ice god? Interesting, but you want to trap me? Dreaming!" Yuyu Chiyo snorted coldly.

A group of superb red rays of light burst out from the eyes, and circles of ripples rippled around Miyu Chiyo's body. The layers of ice began to crack, and the debris flew around and spread towards the surroundings.

Miyu Chiyo stretched out an index finger and middle finger to catch the scattered ice shards, a red flame emanated from her fingers, and the shards of ice were evaporated immediately.

Miyu Chiyo doesn't have the God's Eye, or she has lost it after so many years of becoming a demon, but she can still mobilize the elements of heaven and earth, which is the racial talent of demons.

With the help of the ghost race talent, Miyu Chiyo quickly broke through the thin layer of ice.

After the ice cubes shattered, the icy breath instantly swept across the entire forest, causing the forest to fall into a world of frost. Trees shivered in the cold, their dead branches swayed, and their leaves withered.

On the frozen snow field, Yuyu Chiyo stood proudly, his robes fluttering, and he looked particularly eye-catching in the cold winter.

She has a graceful figure, blooming like an ice lotus in the white snow, exuding a cold and powerful aura like a snow queen.

The female ninja looked slightly embarrassed, she hastily activated her elemental power, and streams of icy blue aura poured into her blade continuously.

In an instant, the ninja knife exuded a dazzling silver-white light, and the extremely sharp blade shone with a palpitating luster.

"I didn't expect to meet such a powerful guy." Among the ninjas hiding in the dark, a thin ninja walked up to the ninjas in the snow.

There was a veil on his face, which covered his features, only showing a pair of cold eyes. Under the cover of the veil, the ugly face was looming, which made people feel a little creepy.

He is the captain of the twelfth division of Guyingzhong, Di Jiangli.

"What should Boss Fujiwara do? The idea is hard to come by. Wu Mingzi won't be able to hold on for long, should we withdraw or go all in?" Tsue Ri asked.

The leader of the Guying group called Fujiwara was a little dazed, and the name he had forgotten for a long time suddenly appeared in his ears, which made him stunned.

"Boss?" Seeing that Fujiwara Ichiro was stunned, Tetsuri urgently urged.

Fujiwara Ichiro came back to his senses, a gleam of light flickered in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Sword Demon has issued a death order and cannot withdraw! Go ahead."

When Di Jiangli heard the words, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes, and in the end he didn't say anything, but silently carried the long knife on his back.

But he didn't rush towards Miyu Chiyo immediately, but lay in ambush, waiting for the opportunity.

Wumingzi stared at Mikoshiyo in front of her without words. Although she had already exposed her position at this time, she didn't feel any nervousness. Instead, she looked excited, as if she was enjoying this kind of hunting time fun.

"Your ninja companion doesn't seem to come to help you." Yuyu Chiyo glanced at the snowy ground that had returned to calm, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The corner of Wu Mingzi's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, and he said, "Aren't your two ninja companions running faster?"

"It's just you, they don't need to do anything yet." Yuyu Chiyo sneered, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Too big, but you will die. Those who underestimate ninjas will not end well." Wu Mingzi said lightly, "So you have to be careful!"

After saying these words, Wumingzi's figure moved, her figure was as fast as lightning, and the ninja knife in her hand danced like the wind, and the knife flowers left deep shadows on the snow.

The deep traces, like a meteor shower, are extremely dense.

Miyu Chiyo also went up to greet him without hesitation, and fought with Wumingzi.

On the snow, bursts of fighting sounds exploded on the snow.

A pair of short knives collided together in the air, and the flames flickered one by one, sparks splashed, and it was very intense.

The attack of the two people was swift and fierce, and swords and swords were intertwined. At this moment, it seemed that only these two people were left in the whole world, and there were no other creatures.

……

Yunmo, who was heading north, quickly found the location of the puppet sword ghost with the help of Zaoyou, which was quite close to the camp.

If there is no Zaoyou, a puppet sword ghost may appear when Yunmo and others fight the ninja.

It's like looking into the grass while playing a game, and then a six-spirited Arthur jumped out of the grass.

Yun Mo's eyes fixed on a tree in the distance, and the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, and said, "Since you're here, come out, don't pretend to be hiding."

It took only a blink of an eye for Yun Mo's words to fall, and then he heard a rapid piercing sound resounding in his ears, and a long knife pierced out of the air, heading straight for Yun Mo.

Yun Mo raised his head and looked at the fast-moving long knife. The light in his eyes flickered, and he turned sideways to avoid the long knife's attack.

At this time, a giant black shadow appeared behind Yun Mo like a ghost, waved the long knife in his hand, and slashed towards Yun Mo's back with Sen Han's murderous intent.

A ruthless look flashed in Yun Mo's eyes, he twisted his body, dodged the black shadow's blow, and then kicked the black shadow hard on the chest, sending the black shadow flying upside down.

With a "bang", the black shadow fell on the snow, making a muffled loud noise.

Yun Mo looked at the puppet sword ghost who was kicked away by him and said, "Are you still engaging in sneak attacks? You are a ninja or I am a ninja, can't you just fight with dignity?"

"Hmph, I won't talk so much nonsense with you. Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you today." The puppet sword ghost stood up from the snow, and he stared at Yun Mo coldly and said.

"Oh? Really?" Yun Mo said with a light smile, "I want to see what other tricks you, a shameless old fellow, can do."

"Then just wait and see." The puppet sword ghost roared, "I'll let you know how powerful I am."

As soon as the puppet sword ghost's voice fell, his body began to swell, and his height suddenly increased a lot, becoming a full five meters in height.

After his body swelled, the thick black mist on his body became thicker, like an abyss, and it looked extremely weird.

Chapter 130: Is the Ghost Hand Rebelling?

In the hand of the puppet sword ghost, there was a black sword more than half a foot long. At this time, he had two swords in his hand, and he was already in his heyday.

The Prajna mask on his face became more ferocious in the black fog, he raised his big knife with both hands, and slashed towards Yunmo.

"Hmph, you want to scare me, too!" Yun Mo sneered, a look of disdain appeared in his eyes, and he immediately offered his ghost hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he held Yan Mo Dao in his left hand and the scabbard in his right hand, and at the same time greeted the puppet sword ghost.

The cold blades collided together, making a crisp sound, and a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, forming a circular wave at the place where the two collided. Within the wave, small stones Constantly being shattered.

The puppet sword ghost's attack failed, his arms trembled, and the big knife drew a trajectory for a month and a half in front of him, and then he slashed towards Yun Mo's head.

The sound of the blade colliding with the scabbard resounded in the ears, and a sharp pain was transmitted from Yun Mo's ghostly hand.

After Yun Mo was slashed by the ghost hand, the black mist on the knife bypassed Yan Mo Dao, and the thick black mist on the blade suddenly poured into Yun Mo's ghost hand, devouring it frantically Yun Mo's palm.

Clouds of black mist wrapped around his palms, and a touch of black gradually appeared on the surface of Yunmo's skin, and winding lines like black dragons appeared on his arms, which looked very terrifying .

Beads of sweat oozed from Yun Mo's forehead, but his face remained as usual.

The fierceness in the eyes of the puppet sword ghost was even worse. He waved the big knife in his hand, and slashed towards Yun Mo again, and the wind of the knife rustled the surrounding leaves.

"Hahahaha! Die, little bastard!" The puppet sword ghost yelled, brandished a big knife, and chopped off at Yunmo's head.

This knife is like a crescent moon, and the dark elements on the blade are crazily surging, as if there is a destructive power condensed on his big knife, as if it can tear the sky in the next moment.

When Yun Mo saw this scene, a stern cold light flickered in his pupils, and his eyes were fixed on the sharp blade.

There was still a hint of contempt on his face, just when the tip of the knife was about to pierce his head, his wrist turned over, the scabbard of his right hand blocked it, and the blade in his hand was facing towards the puppet sword ghost. The abdomen was cut across.

This knife was as fast as lightning, with the sound of wind and the strong wind.

There was an ear-piercing sound between the wind of the blade and the blade, and the weapons of the two intertwined in the air, sparking flames.

There was a loud noise, and the weapons of the two collided again, and there was another loud noise.

There was a violent clashing sound between the knives and knives, sparks shot out, and there were bursts of pungent smells.

Where they clashed, two deep ravines were cut on the ground, and their wrists were injured by each other.

Yun Mo shook his hand, the ghost hand seemed a little disobedient, if it wasn't for the slow reaction of the ghost hand just now, Yan Modao would have stabbed the puppet sword ghost into the abdomen.

"Be obedient!" Yun Mo yelled at the ghost hand in a low voice. At this time, the ghost hand was like a child whose betrayal period was over, trying to fight against Yun Mo.

Yun Mo's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he took a closer look at the black mist wrapped around the ghost hand. The black mist was like little bugs eating the shell of the ghost hand, and the smell was extremely unpleasant.

But Yun Mo felt that it was very familiar, and then he thought that it was similar to the breath of Guiqie in Tong Qianli's hand. Could it be that the reason why the puppet and sword ghost ran away had something to do with Wei?

"Boy, do you know how powerful this old man is?" The puppet sword ghost looked at Yun Mo and waved his hands, and said sadly, "Yesterday I wanted to save your life, but I didn't expect you to be my precious apprentice's deathmatch opponent , the old man can only kill you first. You can die with peace of mind."

As the puppet sword ghost said, the thick black mist on his body rolled and turned into tiny snake-like things, frantically rushing towards Yun Mo's body, enveloping him, and biting him continuously ghost hand.

"Tong Qianli is actually your disciple, no wonder his personality is so weird." Yun Mo complained mercilessly.

Although she reminded herself of the movements of the Tong family when she left, no one could guess what her intention was with her elusive thinking.

"You're still stubborn even when you're the leader, watch the old man cut off your tongue." The puppet sword ghost snorted coldly, brandished a pair of knives, and slashed at Yunmo's mouth.

Yun Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his ghost hand slashed forward, but his ghost hand was a step slower, and the two knives had already swept away from his neck.

Yun Mo had no choice but to back away, avoiding the slashing of the two knives. The two knives slashed past his shoulders, and blood spattered.

Yun Mo felt a gust of cool wind passing over his cheek, and a shocking gash suddenly appeared on his cheek.

Yun Mo felt a burst of tingling pain from above his cheek, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"First cripple your disgusting little white face, then pull out your tongue, and finally cripple your limbs, so I can see how you fight my precious apprentice to death. Hahaha!" Devil Sword The ghost looked up to the sky and laughed.

Yun Mo stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, only to see that his hand was stained with bright red blood, and his face showed a hint of ferocity.

His eyes darkened, and with a strong grip of the ghost hand, the black mist surrounding it was wiped out in an instant.

"How is it possible!" The puppet and sword ghost watched in shock as his black mist was wiped out like this, and let out a sound of surprise in his mouth.

Yun Mo's chest heaved violently, a long-suppressed power awakened from Yun Mo's heart.

It was the remnant soul of the demon god suppressed by Yae Shenzi, and it came to light again because of the rage in Yun Mo's heart.

At this moment, Yun Mo was like a vengeful warrior, his whole body was full of hostility, his eyes were red, and he exuded a terrifying murderous aura, in his eyes, there was a faint flash of Shura's light.

"You are the second person who dares to treat me like this, you must pay the price!" Yun Mo said coldly.

Chapter 140: You can't afford a sneak attack