I use ninjutsu to create gods in another world

The person whom Ike called his teacher smiled at him: "Ike, long time no see, my dear disciple, I have missed you very much these years."

"Teacher, why...?" Ike was already sweating profusely.

"Why didn't you die? Hahahaha, I have to thank another disciple of mine. After you blinded one of my eyes, I fell off the cliff. It was Sharon who saved me, and then I stayed with him. Beside."

"Teacher, what happened back then..." Ike was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"There is no need to talk about what happened back then. Now I am just a servant of Prince Sharon. I will settle the grievances between us after I have taken care of this boy."

"Huaimen, Ike, Shalang, and Dai'er's teachers were already at the level of great swordsmen many years ago, but now I'm afraid..." Feng Ji reminded Ming at the side.

Sword King? Yiming looked at the other party solemnly, but Huaimen didn't take Yiming seriously and looked at him contemptuously.

This should be the strongest person that Yiming came to this world to face. Yiming breathed a sigh of relief slowly, adjusted his mentality, turned around and looked at Fei'er who looked worried, and showed a reassuring smile.

He took out a special kunai from the hidden weapon bag on his waist and shot it toward Huaimen with a whoosh.

Facing the kunai that was shot at him, Huaimen just turned his body slightly and hid. Just when he was about to make a joke, he found that Yiming had disappeared.

Huaimen's pupils dilated instantly, and he noticed a piercing sound coming from behind him. He hurriedly ducked to avoid it, and the beheading knife passed by Huaimen's scalp.

Missing a hit, Yiming held the decapitating sword with both hands, turned it into a slash, and struck hard towards Huaimen.

Huaimen was worthy of being a strong swordsman. He reacted very quickly. He turned around the moment the big sword passed by, and he had a big sword in his hand.

when! The swords met, and Yiming gained the upper hand by virtue of the characteristics of the top-down and decapitating sword. It was heavier than a thousand catties and almost smashed the Huaimen into the soil.

The ground under Huaimen's feet had cracked. Although he was surprised by the power of the opponent's sword, he also knew that there was no room for distraction on the battlefield. When his feet exerted force, the ground around them cracked inch by inch.

Whoosh! Huaimen stepped aside, held his sword across his chest, and stared at Yiming, his eyes no longer showing contempt.

"Space magic? Why didn't I see you reciting the spell?"

Yiming did not answer Huaimen's words, but took out another kunai. The Flying Thunder God has a fatal flaw, that is, the mark will become invalid after being triggered once, and the mark must be re-engraved.

Yiming remembered that the fourth generation of Hokage could carve out the mark in an instant and put it on the opponent's body with his hand, but Yiming did not have this ability.

The mark that was printed on Luo Yi's body was something he had prepared in advance.

Seeing Yiming take out a kunai again, Huaimen became more vigilant. The same move made Huaimen not dare to take it lightly.

As the kunai was shot, Huaimen did not dodge, but waved the sword in his hand to knock it away.

Seeing the kunai being bounced away, Yiming didn't pay attention, but took out four more kunai and shot them at it.

Dang Dang Dang! Kunai was blocked by the Sophora Gate.

After forming a seal with his hands, two identical Yimings appeared next to him. This operation shocked everyone present except the Rhine Mercenary Group.

Sharon even showed a hint of greed in his eyes.

Yiming didn't want to expose too many of his trump cards in front of everyone. As a ninja, he always believed in a truth, that is, the less your enemy knows about you, the greater your chance of winning.

For example, the battle between Jiraiya and Pain. If Jiraiya had all the information about Pain, then the outcome of that battle would definitely be different. At the very least, there would be no problem for Jiraiya to save his life.

The three Yimings disappeared from the spot at the same time, and then instantly appeared on the left and right of Huaimen and behind him.

Konohagakure: Dance of the Three Crescent Moon!

The three figures attacked Huaimen with gorgeous sword light. Sensing the coming attack, Huaimen's clothes automatically moved without wind.

"Don't underestimate the Sword King's ability..."

Fighting skills and sword festival!

Following Huaimen's roar, three big swords appeared out of thin air above the heads of the three Yimings, and then hit them hard.

Without enough time to react, three Yiming were hit by the big sword.

boom! The smoke dispersed, and three wooden figures pierced by swords appeared in everyone's sight.

It's now!

Wind Release·Rasengan Shuriken!

Yiming's figure appeared on the other side, and once he took action, it was the strongest killing move today.

Seeing the Rasengan shuriken flying towards him and feeling the huge lethality contained in it, Huaimen did not dare to be careless and raised the sword in his hands.

Secret fighting skills·Cry of the God of War!

I saw the big sword in Huaimen's hand glowing with golden light, and it moved towards the Rasengan Shuriken with boundless power.

hum...

The space trembled, golden and white light illuminated the entire grassland, and everyone closed their eyes involuntarily.

When the light receded, Huaimen covered his mouth and knelt on the ground, his chest heaving and coughing, and a trace of blood flowed from his fingers.

"Cough cough cough!! Okay, very good, cough cough cough! I'm becoming more and more interested in you!" Although Huaimen was injured, the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Really? But you've already lost!"

The beheading sword suddenly appeared from behind Huaimen and was placed on his neck, and Yiming's figure appeared behind him.

A look of surprise appeared on Huaimen's face. Looking at the sword and the cold light so close at hand, Huaimen suddenly started laughing.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Why are you laughing?" Although he already felt that he had a chance to win, Yiming was still a little uneasy.

"Awesome, you are the most powerful and weirdest demon warrior I have ever seen. It's a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that you are not the Sword King..."

Yiming used his strength in an instant and cut off Huaimen's head with the big knife. No matter whether he was a decent person or a villain, the truth of dying from talking too much will never change. Unfortunately, it was already too late.

A strong wave of fighting energy suddenly erupted from Huaimen's body, and with strong repulsive force, Yiming and the beheading sword were deflected away.

Damn... Shinra Tenzheng?

Yiming, who was knocked out, was about to curse when he realized that his neck was pinched tightly by a pair of big hands. The force was so strong that there was a hint of fishy sweetness in his throat.

Realizing that he was being restrained, Yiming hurriedly activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, but found that the surrounding space was imprisoned by unknown energy, and he could not sense the Flying Thunder God marks scattered on the kunai around him.

He wanted to speak, but realized that his vocal cords might have been crushed, and he could only make a helpless whine.

"Tony..." Fia was shocked and wanted to go to the rescue, but Namu hugged her tightly.

The members of the Rhine Mercenary Group also wanted to step forward. Just as they were about to make a move, they saw the blood knight on the opposite side pull out a scimitar.

At this time, Sharon stepped forward with a strange smile and looked at everyone with anxious faces: "What? Do you want to take action?"

Ike had already anticipated the outcome when he met his teacher, but it was still difficult to accept it when he faced it.

"Sharon, teacher, you won, but please let Tony go. We will no longer interfere in the prairie elves' affairs."

After hearing Ike's words, the grassland elves behind them all looked desperate, waiting for their fate.

"Oh? But according to the rules of the duel, if one of the two parties does not admit defeat, the duel is not over yet." Sharon said cruelly.

"Shameless, Tony, his throat is restrained, how can he admit defeat?" Aisha couldn't help but became furious when she heard Sharon's words.

Sharon ignored Elsa's anger, but proudly spread his hands towards Ike.

At this time, Yiming already felt that he was about to suffocate, and his consciousness began to blur. Suddenly, the big hand that restrained him loosened a little, allowing Yiming to breathe.

Huaimen ignored the people around him, but stared at Yiming with burning eyes: "Death feels uncomfortable, I can let you go, but you have to surrender your fighting skills just now, including the clone technique."

Huaimen did not ask Yiming to hand over the Flying Thunder God Technique because he was a warrior. In his philosophy, magic and fighting spirit could not coexist, so even if he obtained space magic, he would not be able to use it.

After hearing Huaimen's words, Yiming forcibly raised his spirits and spit out a few indistinct notes.

Although the voice was small and vague, Huaimen could still hear Yiming's words clearly.

You are dreaming!

"Hahahahaha~~~~" Huaimen looked up to the sky and laughed again.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to. I once learned a secret technique in a temple. This secret technique does not have a strong attack power, but it can make a person with weak consciousness reveal the secrets deep in his heart. Huaimen said loudly and proudly.

Hearing Huaimen's words, Ike instantly pulled out his sword and pointed it at Huaimen.

"Huaimen, how dare you. If you dare to use the soul-stealing technique on Tony, I, Ike, swear that I will kill you in this life."

"Jie Jie... Jie Jie... Ike, my good disciple, you and I are both sword masters. After I learn these two secret skills of this kid, will I still be afraid of you? From now on, whoever kills whom, It’s hard to say.”

Huaimen ignored Ike, stared at Yiming who was on the verge of death, and launched the soul-stealing technique.

"Ah...ah..." Yiming made a painful sound.

Fia looked at Yiming's painful wails from the side, tears bursting out, her hands clenched tightly, her nails had been embedded into her palms, and blood was flowing.

Namu, who was hugging Fia tightly, was also in great pain at this time, but protecting the princess was more important at this time.

Tucker slammed the sword in his hand to the ground and sat down on the ground in despair.

Kumar silently reached into his arms and took it out, with a complicated expression on his face, as if he was making a decision.

Elsa had already drawn out her swords angrily, but was held tightly by Ike.

Lolita muttered words with a hint of pain on her face.

Just when Kumar finally made up his mind and was about to take out his hand when he reached into his arms, Disimona interrupted him with a word.

"Look, the situation has changed. Tony seems... seems... seems to be okay."

After hearing Disimona's words, everyone looked towards the center of the battlefield.

The controlled Yiming slowly stretched out his hands to push Huaimen's hand away, and his body immediately fell to the ground.

But Huaimen didn't seem to notice Yiming's movements, and stayed on the spot like a piece of wood without any reaction.

Yiming, who fell to the ground, looked at Huaimen with distracted eyes, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He almost died. Although he died once, Yiming hated that cold and desperate feeling and never wanted to taste it again.

At this time, no one saw that the strange three-magatama in Yiming's eyes was slowly rotating, glowing with a cold light.

Lucky for me, Huaimen wanted to get his secret instead of killing him directly, otherwise...

Huaimen's secret technique is actually a kind of mental power. When that trace of mental power penetrates into Yiming's brain, the Yin Escape energy remaining in the brain automatically counterattacks, and the Sharingan opens automatically.

Yiming's double magatama was already on the verge of advancement, with only one opportunity left. The stimulation from Huaimen just facilitated this opportunity, and three magatama appeared!

After the Sharingan evolves into the three magatama, it has the ability to reflect genjutsu and cast genjutsu.

Huaimen was currently trapped in an illusion and couldn't extricate himself. Although this low-level illusion was not as powerful as Tsukuyomi and other gods, it was more than enough to deal with people like Huaimen who were not specialized in spiritual power.

Yiming wanted to laugh and cry at this time.

He smiled because he finally survived. He hadn't even taken a bite of Fiya's fresh and delicious peach. Wouldn't it be a pity to die?

I cried because after all, I was the overlord in the previous world, and now I almost capsized in the gutter, but my ninjutsu has not been used yet.

It seems that Jiraiya's evaluation of Orochimaru in his previous life was correct.

The key to ninjutsu is not too much, but finesse!

In fact, there are often very few ninjutsu that a person can use in battle, only the few that he is proficient in, and the rest are actually useless.

Do you also need to move towards the high-quality route?

But wouldn't it be a waste if I don't use the ninjutsu that I spent a lot of time learning?

At this moment, Yiming suddenly glanced at Luo Yi lying on the ground, and a bold idea came to his mind.

It is true that I cannot use all the ninjutsu by myself, but I can teach them to people who are loyal to me. Isn't this the solution?

Genius, what a genius!

So the god-making plan begins!