I’m in Konoha: Play Tsugikuni Yoriichi at the Start

Gravel, waste stones, weeds and cacti.

The dull climate makes it monotonous and boring.

Migratory birds passing occasionally can cause a riot.

A group of masked men, with swords slung around their waists, walked silently on the road.

There were also carts of supplies behind, all covered with butter cloth, bulging and uneven.

The headed person is tall, with a long scar on his face, which is very personal.

"Master Ibizi, according to the map, crossing the Gobi Desert is the destination, and it takes half a day to reach the adult's stronghold."

"Yeah."

Morino Ibiki responded silently. He was not followed by others, but ninjas who were good at using swords. They were all given breathing methods based on the changes in Chakra attributes.

They are the ghost killing team secretly created by Hatake Nanxiong!

They exist for only one purpose, that is, Hatake Nanxiong does some dirty and personal matters, of which the source of Chakra is the most important.

No one knows what Hatake Nanxiong wants to hit the bloody trap, and Morinoi Bixi has too little information to guess.

Everyone obeyed silently, and they did what the adults wanted them to do.

Their fate was chosen by Hatake Nanxiong from various underground organizations, war orphans, and scavengers.

Everyone has been planted with the Tongue Eradication Technique, and everyone is grateful and loyal to Hatake Nanxiong.

Like.

The once white and peachy land will not be cut again.

The equipment behind are also the results of years of research by Konoha Anbu, Chakra traps and amplifiers.

With these things, any tiny source of Chakra will not be missed.

Along the way, all sorts of weird treasures in the Ninja World they collected were already full of cars.

There are also many blood dragon eyes, red eyes, high-purity Byakugan, Sharingan, etc. lost in the Ninja world.

"Heizi, pay attention, don't lose these things."

Morino Ibixi found a half-year-old boy with purple hair. He was a war orphan he saved from Kirigakure.

The child of the Mizusuki family.

When he was rescued, the whole person was dumbfounded and couldn't remember his previous name.

Morino Ibixi saw the blackness on his face and named him "Black" on the spot.

"Don't worry, sir, all the subordinates have been recorded in the book, and sent a sentient ninja to guard nearby."

Kuroko replied solemnly, and waited until Morino Ibiki walked far away before complaining.

"In such a remote place, how could anyone come here to rob..."

The voice just fell.

Suddenly, a burst of dust was raised in the distance.

Thick yellow smoke billowed, "There are enemies--!"

In an instant, all the members of the ghost killing team waited in full battle, took off their cloaks and drew their knives for the first time.

Immediately, the sword and the sword were shadowed, and the cold light was shining.

Streamlined air currents began to wander around them, thunder, water currents, wind blades, dust...

There is no moonblade and big sun.

"Who?!"

Heizi took a step forward with the knife and asked sharply.

Morinai Bixi stayed behind and didn't move.

"Hey, after tracking for more than half a month, I finally arrived at this good place with the right time and place!"

The ground suddenly cracked, and two grinning ninjas appeared from it, holding big swords and laughing wildly.

Later, similar figures began to appear one after another, staring at the supplies escorted by the ghost killing team, greedy like stupid villagers.

"Don't talk nonsense with them, there are orders above, a quick decision."

In the wind and yellow sand, a figure wearing a hat appeared.

His clothes were obviously different from those of others, and after leaving these words coldly, the whole person turned into a violent wind and swept towards the ghost killing team with howling.

"The Breath of the Wind·One-shaped Dust Whirlwind·Cut!"

The corners of the ghost killing team standing at the forefront raised their lips slightly, watching the visitors confidently and full of compassion.

The knife in his hand lit up with a greenish color.

Afterwards, he rushed into these uninvited guests at high speed, leaving behind the spiral wind blades all over the floor.

The buzzing wind whistle proved the sharpness of its blade.

"The Breath of the Wind·Two ​​Type Claws·Koto Wind!"

Xu is the people of the same attribute working together, and the effect is better. Three other companions stood up next to the member of the ghost killing team of Breath of the Wind.

Swing the green blade in his hand, every time he slashed, four claw-shaped wind blades will bloom in the air.

The power is extremely powerful, "Dang! Dang! Dang!", the sound of the slash colliding on the metal continued to sound.

This trick, with an inexplicable rhythm, is to blow away all the unnamed original sin.

"These guys are weird!"

The character who was the first to turn into a violent wind and kill the suspected enemy leader of the ghost killing team was forced back by the sword aura of the four wind attribute ghost killing teams.

There was a cold sweat on his forehead, just a short while ago, he was hit by these sword auras.

From the ravines on the ground that are half a meter sunken, one can also tell that their sword qi is strong.

If the human body is hit from the front, the body will definitely be divided immediately!

"Boss!"

"｀ ˇsir!"

An anxious call came from his companion.

They also panicked.

Never seen such an unbelievable method.

This kind of ninjutsu with various attributes can be issued by using the sword in the hand. Isn't it the only few big families that retain the inheritance?

And now, they uniformly dress, strictly prohibit it, and everyone has a sword slung around their waist, which shows that all these people have mastered this powerful ninjutsu!

"It seems that I have encountered hard stubble..."

There was a solemn look on this man's face.

They are ninjas hired by a big businessman in the black market.

The strength is uneven, and there are no masters.

Even he himself is just a special Jōnin's strength.

These mobs of them are mixed together. Although they are bluffing in number, they have a great psychological advantage in the face of a ghost killing team with only 20 or 30 people.

Four to five people crushing is not a joke!

If it were in Ninja, it would definitely be a unilateral crush!

Even if the other party has a real Jōnin, don’t be afraid!

But now, the limelight was wiped out at the beginning.

"Retreat!"

His mind flashed, and he immediately made the most favorable decision for the moment.

Before the word retreat was finished, the companions in the rear threw down their weapons.

When he first appeared, the greedy, rampant and invincible expressions were all discarded on the ground, like a bereaved dog, fleeing in a hurry.

"My lord, do we want to chase?"

Heizi came to Morinai Bixi and looked at these bereaved dogs with disdain.

Morino Ibixi waved his hand calmly.

The way he played from the opponent, he probably understood the origin of that opponent.

Not surprisingly, it was a mercenary composed of defected ninjas from Sand Shinobi Village and Rock Shinobi Village.

On weekdays, he does evil things and burns, kills, and loots some unscrupulous merchants.

It's probably an accident that the team following me took a fancy to the goods they escorted.

"Let them go and deal with them. It's just a waste of time. Completing the instructions given by Lord Nanxiong is the most important thing."

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