Iron Blooded Wolf Chapter 391: Guardian Ninjutsu
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Since Zhang Hu accidentally interrupted an arm last time, Sakurai has always regarded this as a shame.
As a genius on weekdays, where did he encounter such setbacks? With the help of his master Okada, Sakurai not only recovered his body, but also improved his skills.
At the same time, Sakurai also reflected on himself. After every battle, he successfully learned experience, these are the most precious assets.
Obviously, Sakurai himself was too careless.
At this moment, Sakurai finally realized his problem, and he began to use his advantage to assassinate the enemy, which would be a nightmare for the enemy.
When a black dagger emerged from the air, the dagger appeared abruptly and appeared strangely in the air. The space on the plane seemed to be the ripples of the horizontal plane, with layers of ripples. , Very evil.
A powerful murderous aura immediately filled the entire space.
The black dagger, like a sickle in hell, was wiped straight towards Zhang Hu's neck.
At this moment, Zhang Hu was already aware of the danger, and he was shocked, and immediately went to hide.
"Puff..."
A slight voice sounded in the air, and from Zhang Hu's neck, a puff of blood spurted out, making a dull sound.
"Looking for death..."
Zhang Hu covered his wound with one hand, then turned around, making a stern punch with his right backhand.
"Chiff--"
There was a slight voice, and Zhang Hu only felt that he saw a figure, and then the figure disappeared into the moonlight, strange and unusual.
"Ninjutsu?" Zhang Hu's face was ugly, and he had guessed the identity of the person at this moment.
The last time he was accidentally ambushed and wounded that ninja, the ninja ran under his nose by ninjutsu.
But today, he didn't expect this person to appear behind him again, so weird that he would kill him.
If it hadn't been for Zhang Hu to take the Nethergrass reagent, the whole person's feelings were extremely sharp, I am afraid Zhang Hu has fallen to the ground.
Even so, Zhang Hu's reaction was a bit slow due to the effect of alcohol, allowing the ninja to successfully sneak attack easily.
"Run..."
When Zhang Hu saw that the ninja had been hidden, he suddenly felt cold. The alcohol on his body turned into a cold sweat in an instant, and his ignorant thoughts were sober.
Zhang Hu has suffered a lot of damage to his neck at this moment. Although it is not fatal, Zhang Hu can't even touch the shadow of the opponent under the fatigue tactics of the opponent. How can he fight this?
At this moment, Sakurai was hiding in the darkness, watching Zhang Hu coldly, and seeing Zhang Hu fleeing without a fight, his face instantly became ugly.
As for Zhang Hu's injury to his arm last time, Sakurai has always kept in mind that it is an unforgivable sin for this Chinese man to hurt himself.
Sakurai's figure appeared again like a ghost, and the black dagger stabbed towards Zhang Hu's back this time.
"Damn..."
At the moment Sakurai appeared, Zhang Hu was instantly alert, and immediately slammed forward, avoiding Sakurai's assassination dangerously.
"Your uncle...has the ability to come out and let us single out." Zhang Hu scolded and got up from the ground, feeling the slight pain in his back, and facing the air with an angry expression.
It's just that Sakurai seemed to treat Zhang Hu as if Zhang Hu didn't exist. He didn't react at all. He was still hiding in the dark, waiting for Zhang Hu to be exhausted and give Zhang Hu a fatal blow.
A look of disappointment flashed in Zhang Hu's eyes. Seeing that Sakurai had not come out at all, he had to walk forward.
Blood, little by little, came out of Zhang Hu's neck and dripped onto the ground. Under the moonlight, it was faintly visible that it had been dyed dark red.
Zhang Hu felt that his physical strength was disappearing little by little, and his mind became a little fuzzy.
"Oops, this dagger is poisonous..." Zhang Hu was shocked.
If it was just a traumatic injury, he might be able to deal with it for a while. With Zhang Hu's terrifying physical strength, he would not suffer too much, but things were clearly beyond Zhang Hu's expectations.
This time Sakurai learned to be treacherous, and didn't give Zhang Hu a chance at all. He just hid in the dark, only waiting for Zhang Hu to show his exhaustion and give Zhang Hu a fatal blow.
Zhang Hu felt extremely useless.
But he didn't dare to stay any longer at this moment, let alone that his body had been pierced by the opponent's dagger, and the toxins had poured into Zhang Hu's body, affecting Zhang Hu's mind all the time.
What's more, Zhang Hu has absolutely no way to deal with Sakurai's ninjutsu. This ninjutsu is an existence that he can't crack, and he rushes toward the paradise island again.
One hundred meters...
Fifty meters...
It's near.
Seeing that Zhang Hu was about to enter from the outside of Paradise Island, and he could see his subordinates, Zhang Hu's heart suddenly felt relaxed.
"Chiff--"
At this moment, murderous aura suddenly emerged.
A black dagger stabbed Zhang Hu's hamstring from a strange angle.
This is an important part of the human body. Once stabbed, you can't move at all.
At this moment, Zhang Hu suddenly became wise and sat down abruptly.
"Puff..."
There was a slight sound of splitting flesh.
A black dagger was inserted into Zhang Hu's buttocks in an instant.
"Your sister's... I'm grass~ Your uncle!" Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and couldn't help shouting. At the same time, Zhang Hu was also very grateful. Fortunately, it was not the thigh, if it was a hamstring. If that happens, I'm afraid he has been abandoned and can't leave at all.
At the moment, even though he felt a numbness in his hips, Zhang Hu persisted, not daring to relax, and ran forward.
At the same time, Zhang Hu had a faint premonition in his heart.
If he really follows this style of play, I am afraid that he will have been tortured to death by this killer before he returned to the Huaxin area of Paradise Island.
This is so awkward!
If he had a choice, he would rather go to war with the biohazard for three days and three nights than to be coldly stabbed in the back.
When the black dagger was inserted into Zhang Hu's buttocks, even Sakurai was taken aback.
But at this moment, there was a sneer at the corners of his mouth, even if he escaped, he could still kill the opponent.
Finally, Sakurai seized an opportunity again, and the black dagger emerged from the sky, piercing Zhang Hu's neck again.
"Looking for death..."
A yelling, Sakurai was stunned for a while, and then he felt a strong aura, firmly locked on him, a sword light, with a breath of death, towards Sakurai Hacked.
"Damn..."
Sakurai's face changed drastically.
The energy contained in this sword light is definitely not something he can follow, so he evades quickly and is extremely embarrassed.
"Yes, I can actually push my men to this level. Your Toyo three-legged cat kung fu still has a little effect..." Lu Wuxie looked at Sakurai coldly.
Just when Zhang Hu went out, Lu Wuxie felt a powerful murderous aura, and instantly appeared on the Paradise Island, causing Lu Wuxie to rush over.
It's just that when Lu Wuxie rushed over, it was still a little late, and Zhang Hu was still slightly injured.
Fortunately, he came in time, Zhang Hu escaped a fatal blow.
At this moment, Zhang Hu had been taken by his subordinates for treatment, and Lu Wuxie and Sakurai were the only ones left at the scene.
"You are looking for death."
Sakurai seemed to understand what Lu Wuxie meant. When Lu Wuxie said that Dongyang's ninjutsu is the kung fu of a three-legged cat, a strong murderous intent appeared in his heart. This is an insult to Dongyang martial arts, and he must not let it go. The Chinese in front of me.
It's just that Sakurai's eyes are very cautious at the moment.
When Lu Wuxie appeared just now, there was no warning. This person's strength could definitely make him regarded as his greatest opponent.
At this moment, Sakurai was once again into the darkness, ready to give Lu Wuxie the deadliest crisis.
The moment Sakurai melted into the darkness, Lu Wuxie's brows wrinkled slightly.
Although he doesn't care about Dongyang's ninjutsu, these things are just the dregs of Hua Guoshu.
However, the problem is that Lu Wuxie’s yin and yang energy is only to the mid-level of the fifth layer, and it is not at the level that he can practice the mysterious Taoism, and he cannot effectively crack this ninjutsu. .
This is a bit difficult.
However, Lu Wuxie's eyes rolled and he thought of a way.
Lu Wuxie's momentum dissipated in an instant, and a flaw appeared on his back, waiting for Sakurai to come up to assassinate.
Sure enough, when Lu Wuxie revealed his flaws, a murderous intent appeared directly behind Lu Wuxie, and the icy cold directly resisted Lu Wuxie's back, which was extremely dangerous.
It's just that, Lu Wuxie had already expected it.
Lu Wuxie turned around in an instant and hit Sakurai with a punch.
An outrageous aura immediately appeared on his fist, and he killed Sakurai directly. The air was as if imprisoned, making Sakurai amazed.
"Damn..."
With Sakurai’s IQ, how could he not know that this time it was really a conspiracy from this Chinese nation, with a trace of astonishment in his eyes. In a very short time, he actually escaped again. In the dark.
"En?" Lu Wuxie's eyes were a bit solemn. He really didn't expect that Sakurai would have escaped his fatal blow at a moment of inactivity, and escaped into the darkness again. It's a little difficult.
At this moment, Sakurai is like a hunter, watching him in the dark, he must find a way to kill the Toyo killer.
Lu Wuxie walked toward a bush in the distance. There was an abandoned factory with a small space inside. There, Sakurai would not be able to display his figure.
At this time, Lu Wuxie walked unhurriedly in front of him, improving his state to the best at any time, and once Sakurai sneaked in, he would surely usher in his full blow.
Seeing Lu Wuxie's alertness, Sakurai smiled grimly. He really didn't believe that this young man could keep this state. For Sakurai, as long as Lu Wuxie was exposed The flaw is bound to be hit by his thunder.