Chapter 3: Only when you have the consciousness to be killed can you be qualified to wield a sword (

Bah!

Before the words that came out of Yunchuan's mouth reached his ears, they were muffled by the sharp and harsh sound that broke through the air.

In the gradually shrinking pupils of the scar-faced sand ninja, the cold light broke through the rain curtain like a sword and left a trail, heading straight towards him. The sound cut through the howling of the wind and rain, like the long blast of a horn.

"Damn it!"

While in shock, the scar-faced Sand Ninja, almost out of ninja instinct, pulled the chakra thread connecting the puppet with his fingers.

Click! Kaka! !

The hollow abdomen of the puppet opened instantly, and continuous high-frequency kunai and shurikens were thrown out, forming a large-area indiscriminate attack.

In fear, he fired the hidden weapon at once.

"How many thousands of books do you have, and how many times can you hide...and block it?" Seeing this scene, Scarface Sha couldn't bear to think, but took half a step back. It was no longer clear whether he was asking a rhetorical question or asking himself.

At this moment, even if he didn't want to admit it, he already wanted to quit.

That kid is really evil.

He didn't rely on speed to dodge and approach, but used Senbon to shoot down his hidden weapon from the front.

It's like... he's using him to hone his Senbon Throwing Technique...

He is not one of those pedantic and downtrodden samurai. He does not have the samurai belief to fight to the end. When encountering abnormal situations, he only needs to evacuate safely and report to the adults above him when he returns.

"What's more, the teacher should have noticed something unusual and is rushing here..."

But when this idea came into the mind of the scar-faced sand ninja.

Buzz! Buzz! !

From the perspective of Konan and Yahiko, they could only see Kumokawa leaping into the air, his figure almost turning into an afterimage under the moonlight.

If his movements before were high-speed movements, they were now faster than before. Yahiko and Konan's current dynamic vision alone could hardly capture his movements of throwing thousands of books.

You can only see the stars blooming like fireworks between the two of them several times.

Sharp versus sharp, a clash of metals.

The smaller number and smaller Qianben triggered a chain reaction in an instant.

A senbon shot down one kunai and broke it into two pieces, but it penetrated the other two kunai in a strange way, causing it to deviate from the original trajectory of shooting towards Kumokawa.

Sparks splashed down like rain, raining down from mid-air to the ground. They were so dense that they formed a continuous sound, making a sharp and piercing metal buzz, causing large ripples of rain.

The broken kunai and senbon were stuck on the ground, and the smooth blade reflected the sand ninja's fear.

"How can it be?!"

The scar-faced sand ninja's first reaction was to meet a guy from the Uchiha clan, and he subconsciously looked into Kumokawa's eyes to confirm his suspicion.

However, the expected scarlet color was not seen, nor was the original dark blue color.

Only the cold light reflecting the soft moonlight fell into his peripheral vision from below his side.

At this moment, he instantly realized something.

But he only had time to react, but not enough time to take action.

Under the effect of "aura masking", this is a sword that is even more silent than a ghost.

With his reaction speed, he could no longer avoid it.

With just one strike, his head can be chopped off.

"This time, I caught you." A hoarse voice also sounded from behind the scar-faced sand ninja.

In an instant, the fear of death occupied the brain and broke the string of reason.

A look of madness appeared on the face of the scar-faced ninja, and only the inhuman animal nature remained in his eyes. And the body that had lost the ability to think, was driven by instinct to move closer to Yunchuan.

In an instant, Yunchuan was aware of his intention. The straight chop that originally cut off the head changed from a horizontal chop to a large cassock chop, diagonally downward from the shoulder to the crotch.

Seven Nights of Assassination·Flash Sheath·Prison Sramana!

Kaka! Click! !

Blooming brilliant sparks, as beautiful as iron trees and silver flowers.

But what fell into stardust was not sparks, but thick blood and pale bone fragments.

The short knife with numerous chips in Kumokawa's hand was stuck in the scar-faced sand ninja's chest, and blood continued to flow down his body.

"ah!!"

After enduring this unimaginable pain, the scar-faced sand ninja let out a wail, his eyes that were about to burst open were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face was twisted and wrinkled.

However, he has realized that what he is facing is not a "ninja" who can use common sense to judge, but a ghost that has gone beyond the concept of ordinary ninjas!

If I continue to hold on to the assumption that it is harmless, the next thing that will be cut open will definitely be my head!

Therefore, even though his brain was almost overwhelmed by pain, he still tried to grab Yunchuan's knife with his left hand, and at the same time smashed his right elbow into Yunchuan's throat, as if he wanted to exchange injuries for a chance of survival.

At the same time, his fingers flexed and stretched at a microscopic range, and the chakra in his body poured out at this moment.

Kaka! Click!

Behind Yunchuan, the originally motionless puppet had chains as black as snakes sticking out of its two dark robes.

There is also a saw-like blade on the chain that makes strange noises. It spins towards Yunchuan in a weird twisting posture that is impossible for the human body to do. The blade tears the air like a wheel.

If it gets entangled with the chain blade, it will definitely be torn into pieces by the saw teeth.

Including the scarfaced sand ninja himself.

Unfortunately, facing the fight between the trapped beasts with blood and tears, Yun Chuan responded with a smile.

"Avoided?" Yun Chuan had a cold and pale smile on his face, lowered his eyes and said softly, "That's fine too."

At least, you won't die so easily.

Bang! !

Yunchuan held the handle of the knife with both hands, raised his foot and kicked him on the chin to pull out the short knife stuck in the bone.

Seven Nights of Assassination·Fleeing·Liu Si!

The chain blade, which was as terrifying as a thorn, was dodged by Yunchuan in a strange manner, and he crossed the scar-faced sand ninja's body with the knife.

Movements that are completely unlike what humans can do, a dance that combines lethality and elegance, blooming with a breathtaking and strange beauty.

This is the "Seven Nights Assassination Technique", which can accelerate while standing still and perform actions that ordinary people cannot do at extremely high speeds.

Bah!

At this moment, a wind louder than the night wind blew.

The bright red blood slid down and soaked his face.

A red line gradually crawled across the face, cracking bit by bit, inch by inch, and stopped when it reached the cheekbones on the side of the face.

The bursting flesh overlapped with the ugly scar on his face, and the familiar pain spread inch by inch, finally awakening the pain that he had long discarded deep in his memory.

"impossible……"

The mouth of the scar-faced sand ninja opened slightly, and a hoarse voice full of confusion, death, and despair came out from his throat: "You are, that... kid who was killed by me..."

A few months ago, the main war faction of the Kingdom of Rain, headed by Sansho Hanzo, emerged, trying to drive Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas out of the Kingdom of Rain through war and bring real peace to the Kingdom of Rain.

At that time, he received an A-level mission for the first time after becoming a chuunin.

The mission requirement is, under the command and leadership of the leading jounin, to assassinate those "family elders" in the Kingdom of Rain who secretly support Sansho Hanzo and other main war factions.

There are usually several "house elders" who assist the daimyo, command samurai, and are in charge of government affairs. They play the role of "big housekeeper" and assist the daimyo in managing political, economic and military activities in a collegial system.

In order to ensure that the Kingdom of Rain continues to serve as a buffer zone and battlefield between the great powers as before, so as to reduce and avoid the impact and harm of war on their own countries, Sunagakure and Konoha tacitly united with the Lord of the Kingdom of Rain and The main war faction of the party carried out an assassination operation.

In that operation, he just followed the bounty and merit, but at the teacher's request, he also killed all the family members of one of the "family elders".

If he remembered correctly, the last name of that "family elder" was...

——"No Mountain".

"It seems you have remembered it."

Yunchuan's slightly regretful voice came from behind, sighing: "If you had remembered to last-hit, maybe there wouldn't be 'me'."

When Kumokawa first came to this world, he opened his eyes and saw a kunai and a face with a sinister smile.

From the initial pain and resentment, to despair, nothingness, and death.

It was not until he was in the middle state between death and survival that he established contact with the source and understood the nature of "death" before he struggled to crawl back from hell to the human world.

"If that's the case, maybe I should thank you?" Yun Chuan said in a tone that couldn't tell whether it was a joke or a joke.

thump!

As he spoke, Yunchuan gently let go of his hand. The dazed and frightened sand-faced sand ninja relied on instinct and fell to the ground with his hands covering his chest.

"Ahem! Let it go, let me go...I don't want to..."

His mouth was still overflowing with blood, but driven by the desire to survive, he was struggling and crawling like a bug.

If a person with good intentions sees this tragic scene, he will definitely feel unbearable and watch him die in silence.

After all, he was just following orders, not...

"ah!!"

Yun Chuan stepped on his bloody back, causing him to howl like a dying animal.

Immediately, Kumokawa gently moved with his toes, causing the Suna ninja who was lying on the ground with his back to him to look up at him.

"..." The scar-faced sand ninja's gradually distracted eyes met Yun Chuan's eyes.

Those were a pair of dark blue eyes, reflecting the blood-red rain and fog, but there was no trace of unbearability.

Gradually, the figure in the scar-faced sand ninja's eyes gradually overlapped with the short figure in his memory.

The boy who fell into a pool of blood after scratching his face looked at him calmly like this now, very focused and serious, as if he wanted to engrav his face in his mind forever...

"When we first met, your face was so ugly. Now that you are going to die, why don't you stop showing such an ugly posture?"

Yun Chuan looked down at him and chuckled: "In these last moments, keep looking at my face and remember my face."

"If the death of your soul can emit light, maybe it can seduce some 'things' like me?"

After that, he lifted up the short knife that was almost broken.

"Ahem!" Looking at the knife raised by the young man in the moonlight, the scar-faced sand ninja seemed to fall into a strange peace. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he could only cough up some blood and make a hoarse hiss. Voice.

Blood gurgled down to the feet along with the rain, and winding ravines formed on the ground. The red rain and mist and the two people looking at each other formed a cruel and strange painting.

Finally, the moment when the painting freezes is when the dagger stabs into the heart.

"I will wait for them to come to me for revenge."

Looking at the face that was still filled with resentment, Yun Chuan just whispered: "Only when you have the consciousness to be killed can you be qualified to wield a sword, right?"

Poof!

The head with its brain pierced rolled down in a pool of blood, the halo of the moon reflected in its eyes, and the voice echoed in the rain and fog for a long time.

Let's talk, let's talk, Yue Jianli Yunchuan will not make the same mistake as him.

……………………

Snap.

I don’t know how long it took.

Amidst the howling of the wind and rain, and the sound of wild dogs tearing at corpses, the sound of footsteps sounded somewhat abruptly.

Then, the painful whimpering of the wild dog was heard. After a crisp sound of bone cracking, the rain fell into dead silence again.

It wasn't until a woman's voice broke the silence.

"Domu-kun..."

Two figures in raincoats, one tall and one short, stood side by side in the rain, and the most eye-catching one was the short dark red hair in the raincoat.

Next to him was a woman with long brown hair and a look of concern on her face.

"Huh... I know."

There was a coldness in the red-haired man's tone, and the blood vessels in his temples were pulsing. He threw the silent wild dog aside, took a deep breath and said, "I hate this place more and more, even the wild dogs Even dogs dare to show their teeth at me..."

He saw, at his feet, a body that had been bitten by a wild dog and mutilated beyond recognition, lying quietly in a pool of blood.

The corpse was covered with deep traces of bones, the pierced heart was clearly visible, and the wounds were still bleeding with dazzling blood.

The blood flowed like viscous magma, and the viscous red slowly spread and crawled around, like a bucket of red paint poured on it, staining the surrounding ground red under the infiltration of rain.

There was a battle here, and as for the person who survived in the end, it was obvious that he was not his husband's student...

"What a cruel guy."

The brown-haired woman took a deep breath, and the anger in her eyes almost turned into substance. Her low tone was full of anger: "The rain here is soaked in the smell of blood."

It felt like blood turning into mist and rising into the sky.

Turn into dark red clouds and drop bright red rain.

As long as you breathe the air here, it's like you can smell the blood gushing out from the skin as the blade breaks through it.

As long as you look at this scene, you can seem to see his wailing before death and the coldness of the guy's knife.

It's like a traveler walking in the jungle who sees the carcass of a prey that has been torn by wild beasts, and sees the devoured corpse in front of him.

Even if the predator has long since eaten and left, the traveler will still be frightened by the lingering violence in the air.

"He has a ruined brain and is a very cautious guy."

The red-haired man called "Duomu" knelt down and carefully examined the remaining marks on the body. Unknowingly, he gradually frowned and said: "...and there are only wounds caused by sharp weapons."

"Sharp weapon?" The brown-haired woman's eyes flickered and her expression was a little solemn as she said, "Is it Konoha White Fang?"

However, the relationship between the four major countries is already very tense. Although they are currently testing each other in the Land of Rain and have not invaded each other's borders, Sunagakure and Konoha have already deployed troops on the border.

She and her husband have not seen Scorpion at home for two months. White Fang should be guarding the border like them. Why did he suddenly appear in the hinterland of the Rain Country?

"No, Saori, it can't be Hatake Sakumo."

Dome shook his head and whispered: "Although that bastard's thousand-year killing is disgusting, with his honor as a samurai family, he will never choose to kill when facing a chuunin... and there is no need to kill."

As he spoke, his figure disappeared next to the corpse, came to a place full of mutilated ninja tools, and then looked up at the two corpses in the alley.

"A guy who is extremely proficient in assassination techniques, ninja tool throwing techniques and sword techniques." Although most of the traces on the scene have been washed away by the rain, he can still roughly judge the enemy's abilities.

They look more like those ninjas from the wild village of Hidden Rain. They are best at some messy assassination techniques and moves, and sometimes some surprising ninjutsu and talents can appear.

Just when he teleported into the alley, he was about to check on the body.

Bah!

The incomprehensible sound was detected by multiple eyes, and the pupils shrank instantly.

next moment.

boom! !

The explosions of several detonating talismans resounded through the quiet rainy night, and the flesh and blood of the corpses scattered and spattered like rain under the impact!

At the same time, in a street corner alley a few kilometers away.

Feeling the faint vibration under his feet, Yunchuan stopped, looked at the thick smoke rising in the distance, and said with a smile: "I hope you will like my meeting gift."

"And I hope you don't die at White Fang's hands before you find me."