Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

A man holding a long knife stepped on the pool of blood with a calm expression, and the trampled blood solidified into a pool of blood mud.

Makimura's hand holding the knife trembled once, and there was only one enemy: "Your Excellency... Who is Your Excellency, why are you disturbing my Buddhist purity?"

Mizuno Sora knew this monk, who was the owner of Amitabha who came out of Sada's house that night.

At that time, his face was content, but now he is trembling like a chicken or duck waiting to be slaughtered.

He couldn't help feeling the magic of fate, wiped the knife and said, "I'm a swordsman, and I'm here to discuss Buddhism."

"Since you are discussing the Dharma, why do you want to kill people here?" Makimura raised a hand and gestured to the monks, "The little monk has never heard of such a Dharma in the world."

"My Dharma is..." Mizuno Sora finished wiping the knife, and the light of the knife was brighter than the moonlight.

Before he could finish speaking, Makimura waved heavily behind his back!

"Fire!" Makimura shouted through gritted teeth!

This swordsman is the strongest swordsman Makimura has ever seen in his life. He has never heard of one-handed swordsmanship. It can be said that there is absolutely no one in the world that can compete with him in swordsmanship. A single person can defeat the battle, and the ancient swordsman is nothing more than this!

But times have changed. In modern times, it is no longer possible to hold a sword in the world. No matter how fast the sword in your hand is, can it be faster than a bullet?

However, the problem is bigger when the gun is fired. Although the manor is relatively remote, some residents can hear the sound of the gun after all, and then another sum of resources will be spent to quell official accountability.

Several monks with guns took out their pistols and fired, and the fire from the muzzle gushed out in the night.

"Flying people."

Mizuno Sora sighed, his body bent suddenly, and the long knife in his hand vibrated rapidly in the narrow space.

"Clang!"

The long sword danced out a ball of silver light, and most of the bullets were deflected by Mizuno Sora's blade.

Ordinary people couldn't tell Shimizu No Sora's specific movements, they could only see him slashing bullets with a knife.

"Impossible!" The blasted bullet was actually blocked by the knife!

This hand movement is handsome, but Sora Mizuno's arm was so painful that he lost consciousness.

Using healing ninjutsu on his arm, he deceived himself and rushed to Makimura's side.

Makimura, who was still in fear, was so frightened that he became a puppet, and everything in front of him went against his long-standing three views - the omnipotent leader couldn't do it!

With a long knife on his neck, the world in front of Makimura swirled 360 degrees and flew.

…

"Isn't it resolved yet?" The leader looked as usual, but kept asking his surrounding subordinates in a low voice.

The sudden bang-bang gunshot woke up many believers.

"The gun is fired, it's fine, sect master." The host Xiao Seng showed a relieved smile, "Would you like to..."

Before he could finish speaking, a little monk covered in blood stumbled in.

The host Xiao Seng hurriedly ran over and asked, "What's the situation, how many people came from the other side?!"

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it, just one person, just one person." The little monk's nerves were already a little abnormal, and the pale lips and blood formed a sharp contrast.

"One?"

"A gun, a gun can't kill him, he's a ghost, a ghost, the ghost is here!"

The host, Xiao Seng, threw him to the ground fiercely. What a joke, he turned the headquarters upside down and even used a gun.

"Trash! How many of you can't kill a single person?! They're all trash."

Devil? If there are evil spirits in the world, it is their group.

"I'm here to discuss the Dharma." A figure with a long knife walked into the party, and a layer of corpses had already accumulated in the courtyard outside.

Whether holding a firearm or holding a long sword, kneeling down to beg for mercy or running wildly, Mizuno Sora did not hesitate to make up for it.

More than a thousand members of the sect looked at this evil ghost-like man in confusion. He cut off the monk who was in the way with one knife, and threw out the blood on the blade with another knife.

There was a thick layer of blood on the soles of his shoes, and every step he took left deep footprints on the ground.

Holding the long knife tightly, Mizuno Sora suddenly ran like a gust of wind, with the long knife in front of him, sweeping across the four corners of the courtyard like a meat grinder.

Those monks who maintained the order were swept by the gust of Mizuno's wind and fell to the ground with their eyes open.

It is said that if you die fast enough, your brain will not feel pain.

The villains in the courtyard were almost killed by him, and there were only a few leftovers in the assembly. No matter what, the upper-level officials of the church could not have imagined that in a short period of time, the backbone would have been swept away by the people in front of them. .

Not only the monks, but also those who bullied girls were dealt with as cleanly as he slaughtered chickens.

Mizuno Sora glanced at the people in the arena, numb and frantic, the potbellied leader on the high platform was no longer calm and calm, and he took small steps to escape.

"Monk, I don't know something."

"What, what..."

"Are eggs meat?"

A fanatical monk suddenly rushed out of the corner, holding a powerful micro-chaser in his arms. In an island country, a country with very strict gun control, the appearance of this micro-chamber scared the surrounding believers.

Although the believers are fanatical, not all of them are fanatics who will sacrifice for religion.

"Da da da!"

The bullets were ejected from the muzzle, and under the fearful screams of the believers, they all hit Mizuno Sora.

"Die, die!" The mad monk's eyes were stretched, and if it weren't for the dense blood threads wrapped around them, the eyeballs would have popped out of their sockets!

No matter how bad you are, don't look down on Nanwu Submachine Gun Bodhisattva!

But when the bullet hit Sora Mizuno, the solid figure turned into smoke, and all the bullets hit the air.

"Pfft." Mizuno Kong suddenly appeared behind the monk, and the long knife split it into two pieces from top to bottom.

Mizuno Sora shuttled back and forth in the party with unabated power. His body seemed to be oiled, and he passed through the dense crowd without any hindrance. Like lightning, he wiped out the evildoers around him.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, I am the leader of the righteous meeting..."

Sora Mizuno's long knife suddenly stabbed on the floor in front of the sect leader, and a flattering smile appeared on the old face full of fat with difficulty.

"If the enemy sent you here..."

Sora Mizuno squatted down and looked at the leader who had become a bare commander, and his mouth suddenly opened wide.

Fire Escape - Great Fire Ball Technique!

The fiery flames spewed out from the mouth in a straight line, a long chain of fire dragon devoured the sect master, and then suddenly exploded, and a circle of flames raged wildly around!

"Boom!"

The high platform was directly cracked, and the flames were burning. According to the wooden structure of the manor, it would not take long for the whole to be burnt out.

The flame will burn up all sins in the dark night.

"God, God..."

"The Son of Buddha has appeared holy."

"Uuuuu, please save us from the sea of ​​misery."

I don't know who started, but the people in the audience suddenly knelt down one by one, leaning to the ground, sobbing in gratitude for the miracle just now.

Mizuno's clone technique and flamboyant fireball are a miracle!

Pulling the almost killed female worker out of the flames, listening to the prayers of adoration, a mocking smile appeared on Mizuno's face.

Putting the knife on the ground, he instantly rose into the air and jumped into the air.

After all, the monk did not answer his question.

…

On the roof, Mizuno Sora suddenly appeared behind Sada.

"Let's go." He changed into a normal appearance.

Sada Mayi raised her head and looked at Mizuno Sora, her lips moved up and down, but she didn't say a word for a long time.

"Mrs. Sada is fine, I saw her in the crowd."

After Mizuno left, facing the raging fire, the believers in the assembly fled desperately. If they were really brave and not afraid of death, they would not believe in religion. From a height, they looked like ants avoiding the fire.

Each of these ants has eyes and noses, and the difference is only a millimeter.

"go home?"

"It's rare to come to Yamanashi Prefecture to see Mount Fuji."