Naruto: The Legend of Mortal Bone Ninja

Amegakure's war is over. He has neither been defeated nor defeated others. It is just that there has not even been an armistice negotiation. The major powers have tacitly agreed to stop the devastated Land of Rain.

The Second Ninja War is over?

The war has just begun...

The Hidden Leaves Village and the Sunagakure Village were fighting each other and couldn't spare their hands to deal with the difficult bone of Amegakure. In the end, after the exchange of interests between the three parties in the political field, Amegakure and the small country escaped unscathed from the dangerous game of national subjugation and genocide. , the two great countries of Konoha and Sunagakure no longer have any worries.

The struggle of big countries will inevitably affect the stability of small countries, and everything from economy and trade to social security will suffer.

Samurai and ninjas who flee on the battlefield will often turn into bandits, and careerists and powerful people will spare no effort to add fuel to the chaos and seek their own interests.

The people were so miserable that they left their homes and begged for a pure land without struggle, but it was not easy.

The world is still in turmoil.

"Hahahahaha, eat big! Drink big!"

The dinner was held under the bright stars, with a bonfire set up and fragrant broth cooked, including wine and meat. It was an overly luxurious meal for ordinary people today.

A dozen people sat together to celebrate another day of survival. Their eyes staring at the bonfire were full of longing for a better tomorrow.

"You guys should eat too! Hahahahaha!"

"It's been a long time since I've had such a smooth life. I didn't expect that there would be an idiot wandering around at night like this with all his belongings."

"Our fortunes have finally turned around. It's all thanks to you, Master, joining us!"

"Yes, yes, master, please drink some too."

It’s just that the longing for a better tomorrow is not caused by an aboveboard act, but by a few lazy scoundrels. Compared with the meager rewards they get from working hard, it is easier and richer to get from stealing and robbing.All it takes is a small opportunity for local ruffians to become robbers who commit murder and set fires.

"..."

The large black windbreaker hid everything, and the "Master" with his face hidden in the hood did not refuse the despicable bandit's toast. He held the wine bowl but did not drink.

Drinking makes things worse, not to mention that in today's crisis-ridden era, men know better than anyone what it means to have no clear sense.

Although the bandits were a little unhappy when they saw this, they did not dare to say anything. Their prosperity was all thanks to this master with superior martial arts. So far, they have also encountered family members who have fled from neighboring countries and asked for bodyguards to protect them. There are many warriors who have experienced wars, but none of them can defeat this master who has never even told his name.

This man was also a survivor of the war, and was rescued by a band of bandits when he almost starved to death.The robbers are not all beasts who love cruelty. When they are in a good mood, they don't mind doing a little work... One bite can increase their power, so why not do it.From then on, whether to repay the favor of saving his life or to decide to make a living by robbing houses, the taciturn hooded man became a member of the bandit group and contributed his due efforts.

"Hahahahahaha, did you see it? That old guy kept shouting [Only my daughter, please let her go...] until he died. It was so funny."

The blond robber, who had already killed five people at a young age, had a sarcastic look on his face. He was a bit drunk and boasted about his gains from the previous battle and his undisguised contempt for the victims.

The companions surrounding him also raised smiles. At this point, if you have any compassion for those who were plundered, you will not be able to do this job.

"So, I said this to the old guy, [If you want to survive, take something valuable...]."

"You trash! If you want to live, hand over your valuables!"

"Yes! I'm just like this...eh?"

The blond robber was stunned when he was robbed of his lines by unfamiliar words. The originally lively and noisy outdoor banquet suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes involuntarily focused on the intruder.

The dark golden wolf mask is vivid, and the black combat uniform is equipped with a few nondescript pieces of broken armor, and the shoulders are matched with a white down fur collar connected to the back.

Before the robbers could react, the masked man standing in the crowd raised his blade at the ignorant blond robber.

"I'm just kidding, I just wanted to say this line once."

The dull voice revealed the bad idea of ​​wanting to take advantage of others from the beginning. The ever-expanding blade tip in the eyes of the blond robber made him feel scared, even if he was drunk, he would be frightened awake.

Clang!

Clang!

Two unpretentious hammering sounds bloomed into golden fireworks in the night. One knife sealed the falling blade that was slashing at the robber, and another lightning-like knife clashed with the masked man. Amidst the horrified cries of the robbers, the hooded man and the masked man Then they retreated to create a safe observation distance.

"Is there any non-burnable garbage like yours among the garbage? It's interesting."

"..."

The silent hooded man does not have the habit of talking nonsense in a life-and-death struggle. Occasionally, there are people like that, boring people who use words and trash talk as weapons. They work more on words than hard power, while challenging your fighting spirit. It insults your intelligence and makes you unbalanced and unable to exert your full strength.

Although it is understandable that this is also a kind of psychological tactic, and the person who is hit by this tactic is also lacking in cultivation, the hooded man does not like this tactic, nor does he like this kind of opponent. Such a person is not worthy of respect. , an opponent worthy of his life.

He held the scabbard at his waist, made a sword-holding stance, and stepped out from a distance of more than ten meters, drawing out the sword and slashing out. A criss-cross slash wave shot out of the air!

The name of the move is Feiyan, which is a sword skill that utilizes the form changes of chakra to a considerable level and compresses it to the extreme before slashing. Among the warriors of the Iron Kingdom, the expert is also able to break free and be released by the master's AOE move. Inverted miscellaneous background scope.

The masked man never expected that such a thing could emerge from a group of despicable robbers, but he was not slow at all, slashing away with the same blue slash wave in a crescent shape!

The high-density chakra slashes collided with each other, offset each other, and shattered into countless gorgeous fragments that spread in all directions, knocking the robbers who had used their strength to escape to the ground, and crying for their fathers and mothers for a while.

It's just that the two people at the center of the battle didn't pay any attention to the existence other than the opponent in front of them. When they fired the blow, they gathered chakra at their feet, and the burst of speed turned their figures into afterimages.

The night was illuminated by flashes of sparks in an instant, all caused by the clash of blades. The disgraced bandits around him choked with sobs and did not dare to speak or move, because once those beautiful sparks bloomed around some unlucky guy, After a scream, they would be involved in the aftermath of the battle between the two men and cut into eight pieces. The two people who fell into a state of selflessness seemed to kill unnecessary things unconsciously. The faster the robber died, the faster he died. .

The wrists, thighs, and shoulders were stabbed or cut with beautiful wounds by sharp blades. The black trench coat of the hooded man was also cut to pieces in the confrontation, vaguely revealing the cyan armor that had resisted fatal injuries many times.The nondescript armor of the masked man often saves his life at critical moments. It is not just for decoration.

Both of them were injured and both were in a bad situation. There was no such thing as an evenly matched situation. It was just that two people using the same style of swordsmanship fought for their lives to create the current situation.

It was inexplicable.

Neither the hooded man nor the masked man expected that they would have to sacrifice their lives at this time, place, and situation. There would be no fateful showdown, no retribution, no regrets in the final battle, and the end of a life chapter.There are two people who don't know each other and have no hatred. One has no fixed place and joins the bandit group to make a living, and the other is a bad thing who wants to take advantage of others. Neither of them are good things.

Natural disasters and accidents, countless people's stories end every day before they are completed satisfactorily. Now it is just another ordinary day, one thing, and two people.

Clang!

The hooded man deflected the masked man's knife, which was full of gaps, and swung it down. He quickly regained his stance and stabbed his relatively shorter opponent with one hand!

The masked man did not avoid or block, but instead took the initiative to hit the hooded man's blade.

The latter was not surprised. No matter what tactics the masked man used, he had a way to deal with them. It was nothing more than changing his tactics before it seemed to commit suicide. What was even more remarkable was that he used the same-death strategy to deliberately let himself stab him and then use his muscles and bones. Lock up your weapons and then...

Sure enough, the masked man was willing to bear the cost of the stabbing causing a bloody mark on his chest, and turned to the left at zero distance. Then, to the hooded man's surprise, the masked man raised his leg and stepped on the back of the knife he had stabbed. .

The blade in his hand suddenly gained tremendous power, causing the hooded man's body to lose balance and be tilted forward by the blade. There had never been such an unreasonable fighting method among samurai. He actually gathered a large amount of chakra at his feet and used it. Such a trick!

The panic was overcome in an instant, and the moment of life and death came. The hooded man already knew what the masked man was planning, so he turned his free left arm and the wakizashi hidden in his sleeve was unsheathed and grasped by him. Stop and stab the opponent who is using his feet to suppress the back of his sword!

With the distance between the two sides almost close to each other, it is difficult for the masked man to launch any fatal offensive. Whether this guy is careless because he thinks he has suppressed his knife attack or because of something else, the hooded man will not let him go. This is an excellent opportunity.

"...!"

...The fatal stab failed, and the inexplicable opponent disappeared from the sight of the hooded man. With the fear in his heart, the hooded man realized at this time, right? This guy is...!

The hooded man's backhand stabbing movement was stopped due to the severe pain from the horizontal slash on his back. The masked man used the explosive power of the kick to somersault behind the hooded man, and swung a knife in the air to cut off the hooded man. The hooded man's final counterattack was a stab. After landing, he held the knife with both hands without hesitation and stabbed it through the hooded man's heart!

The hooded man's body trembled violently, his back straightened, and his head tilted back so that the hood covering his face fell off, revealing a thin, dark cheek full of old scars.

Yes, this is not a samurai's fighting method. There is no such sneaky and light skill in the upright samurai school. Is this guy a ninja...

Blood bubbles gushed out from his mouth, and he held the blade on his chest with one hand. He seemed to be struggling with the support of his strong chakra.

A dull voice sounded in his ears.

"This move is called Falling Shadow, and it's my first time to use it."

The struggling movements slowly stopped.

"...Wonderful..."

After pulling out the knife, he let the hooded man fall. The masked man knelt down on one knee and covered the scar on his chest. He took off the wolf mask that hindered his breathing with one hand, revealing a young and tired face.

"Hehehehehe, you seem to have come to an end too."

Without giving him time to rest, the taunting voice came from the blond robber whose crotch was wet with an unknown liquid. Fortunately, there were only four of them left. They neither escaped nor felt sad about the death of their companions. Instead, when he saw an opportunity, he surrounded the masked man.

Assess the situation and wait for the opportunity to act. If you can't master these two things as a robber, you won't live long.

Only this time, they failed to see themselves clearly, and they also failed to see the evil star clearly.

"Just roll the garbage back into the trash can."

"you……!"

Before the blond robber raised the machete in anger, the young man snatched the wakizashi left by the hooded man on the ground. The blue chakra halo flashed in the night, and with the sound of plop on the ground, everything was hasty. And naturally returned to peace.

"call……"

Li Zhen wiped the blood from his face and showed a long-lost smile under the night sky littered with corpses.

Now, I can take a good inventory of the loot, hoping that it will be worthy of my efforts this time.