Dongwon City.
A dark night.
The cold and solemn atmosphere gradually deepens. The usual bustling streets of Dongwon are silent, and ordinary commuters hurrying past sense the uneasy aura in the air, and they quicken their pace, trying to get home as soon as possible.
There was a constant rustling.
In the darkness, there was no hint of emotion in the eyes of the sprinting ninja.
In groups of three, they kept moving through the dark side of the city like ghosts.
Yet where there are ghosts, there are hunters who reap them.
The streets are brightly lit.
A streetlight suddenly goes out.
The three shinobi who had just pa*sed by gave a slight pause, but without hesitation they were about to leave, but at that moment, a buzzing sound suddenly struck them, and a sword aura representing death and destruction emerged, and with hardly any resistance, the three of them fell to the ground, without wounds or pain, and lost their names in an instant.
Qin Dahai appeared to one side with his scimitar, but only in a flash.
He had more people to kill.
Having been in hiding for a few days, it was time to come out and get some exercise.
The ninjas searching for him throughout the Eastern Plains died in less than three hours, and when the news reached Sanada at the top of Mount Tohara, his face turned green!
Why did it take so many deaths for the news to come through!
What happened to the previous arrangements?
Sanada could not resist scolding the correspondent’s men, and when he had scolded them, Sanada’s face became even more ugly.
Sitting on the sidelines were Galchi, and three of the other Shinobi from the Upper Shinobi Division of the Eastern Plains.
The faces of these men did not look good either.
It was because Qin Dahai was suspected of stabbing at the eyes of his waist by popping out at this moment.
The news had just come from Edo Castle that Fujiwara Ei, the head of the Eastern Plains Shinobi Division, had killed Kuroki Tsubasa’s only son, Kuroki Min, and Kuroki Tsubasa was already furious.
This forced Sanada and the others to take it seriously.
The jewel was very important, and it was an order from the King of the Gods himself, so they did not dare to hesitate.
Giving up Fujiwarae to Kuroki Tsubasa?
If the jewel fell into their hands, the Eastern Plains Shinobi would have to do nothing but stare.
“Fujiwara River must never fall into their hands!” The old man sitting to Gargil’s right coughed, his gaze shining with a dark light, “This is the opportunity for the Eastern Upper Shinobi to reach the top, we must not give it away.
The Gods were like gods on high.
He only needs to make sure that the earthly forces are loyal to him, and how bitterly these mortals fight with each other, they will not ask, nor will they have any interest, because they are confident that even if one family is dominant, they can suppress it with the flip of a hand!
“But Lord Wind Demon, Qin Hai is in the Eastern Plains!” Sanada gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred as he said, “If we pull out our men and head to Edo Castle, Qin Hai will surely take advantage of the opportunity to go on a killing spree! Now he’s already doing it!”
Wind Demon pondered for a moment and said, “Qin Hai came here with the intention of fighting our Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division, but he also has his eyes on that jewel as well, and by leaking the news to the Genji Group, Qin Hai will definitely go.”
“Then how many of us will go to the 10 million Edo Castle this time?” Sanada was asking again.
Wind Demon said, “I and the Kato brothers will hold down the Eastern Plains Mountains, and the four of you will go to Edo Castle, Mr. Galchi, I’ll trouble you to make the trip as well.”
Gargil said, “Since the Great Brahma and the Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division have reached a partnership, I will certainly give my full support.”
“Good then.” Wind Demon nodded and said, “There’s no time to lose, let’s act now! Let’s go and meet Qin Hai for a while!”
An hour or so later.
Qin Dahai, who had been on a killing spree in the Eastern Plains, only felt refreshed.
After finishing off a demigod ninja, Qin Hai wiped his sword in his hand and looked at some figures approaching in the distance and brushed his lips, “You guys are really calm.”
Swish swish.
A burst of sound came from a body sprinting.
Soon, the five divine ninjas of the Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division, led by Wind Demon’s, and Gargoyle appeared in front of Qin Hai.
Qin Dahai gripped the scimitar in his hand, his body full of battle spirit.
The four Shinobi of the Eastern Plains Shinobi Division formed a large formation in an instant, surrounding Qin Hai.
Faced with layers of killing opportunities, Qin Dahai did not panic, his hand scimitar shone with a faint bloody colour, then a blood-coloured whirlwind formed from around his body, and a pale killing intent swept through him.
The four Shinobi formed their seals one after another.
At that moment, the four divine ninjas rushed forward one after another, and the four ninja swords blocked almost all of Qin Hai’s retreats, covering him completely with their killing intent.
He was surrounded like a man with three heads and six arms.
No matter how violent the four men’s attacks were, he was able to defuse them all.
Seeing that the two sides were neck and neck.
Wind Demon’s narrowed eyes were full of cold light.
He took a few steps.
In his hand there was already an additional hand sword as black as ink.
This shuriken was spinning rapidly between his fingers, spinning to the extreme, like a black hole that swallowed everything, including life!
“Go!”
Wind Demon shouted lowly.
The rapidly spinning hand sword in his hand went in an instant.
Qin Hai, who had been fighting with the four shinobi, looked puzzled, and then shouted, his blood-coloured scaly armour appeared all over his body, and his scimitar went to meet the shuriken that had turned into a black hole.
Ding!
The tip of the sword hit the black hole.
Qin Hai instantly felt a violent suction force coming from that black hole, following the scimitar and trying to suck his soul in general.
“That’s a bit interesting!”
The corners of Qin Dahai’s mouth lifted, and his eyes held a burst of murderous intent.
