The strongest soldier

To the east, inside a collapsed building, the surrounding gunshots hit the ground like a storm. Inside the building, under the broken wall, Sora Ishii held a knife in one hand and stared coldly at the three ninjas in front of him. The knife had successfully hunted one of them. The three ninjas lined up in a row, stared at Sora Ishii coldly, threw away the micro rifle in their hands, and slowly pulled out the rifle from their backs. Japanese sword.

As ninjas, the three of them saw that Ishii Sora was the same kind. Ninjas did not like to use guns in competitions, but directly drew their swords. Although guns were easier to use than knives in this situation, and the opponent could be eliminated with a single thrust, but using knives Killing the enemy has become a kind of belief that is deeply rooted in the bones of ninjas. They all like to use a knife to separate the opponent's throat or pierce the opponent's heart. This feeling of metal tearing flesh can make every ninja's blood boil even more.

Ishii Sora also threw aside the gun in his hand, and held the knife with both hands, holding the knife in his heart. He took half a step forward and turned sideways to face the three people in front of him. As if facing a formidable enemy, Ishii Sora felt the cold breath coming from the three people. Feeling the strength of his opponent, he did not dare to be careless at all. He raised his stepping foot, shifted his center of gravity back, and assumed an offensive and defensive posture.

"Ninja?" A serious man took a step forward, pointed the Japanese sword at Ishii Sora and asked in a deep voice.

"Ishii family, Ishii Sora, who is here?" Ishii Sora said coldly.

"Sure enough, go to hell." The other party snorted coldly. Instead of reporting his family name according to ninja etiquette, he took a step forward and ran up to kill him. The knife in his hand was slashing as fast as black lightning, with a harsh sound. The sound he made was extremely cruel, and the angle was even more tricky and chilling.

Ishii Sora was very aware, and he knew that retreating meant passively being beaten, and the opponent would attack continuously like a wave. Instead of retreating, he would advance forward. He would rush forward with a single lunge, and slash at the opponent with the knife in his hand, without paying any attention to it. The opponent may hit you, so you have to fight with all your might, fighting for courage and perseverance.

The opponent didn't expect Sora Ishii to counterattack with a life-for-life strategy. Although he could kill the opponent, he would also be hit, hurting both sides. With a roar, the Japanese sword he slashed out changed its direction strangely, and when - With a sound, the two knives collided together, sparks flew everywhere, but the blade showed no sign of collapse.

The powerful impact caused the two of them to take two steps back almost at the same time. Ishii Sora steadied his body, glanced at the blade, and was secretly shocked. He had almost used all his strength to strike just now, and the opponent was not simple. An ordinary Japanese sword would definitely be broken. , this knife actually didn’t even have a curling edge. I didn’t know what material it was made of. I was overjoyed and thought it would be a good idea to grab a few and take them back for my son to play with.

The fighting ninja didn't expect Sora Ishii to be able to resist his own blow, and even forced himself to take a step back. His fighting spirit was like a ignited powder keg, and it exploded immediately. He locked eyes on Sora Ishii with his red eyes and quickly raised his hand. The sword pointed at Ishii Sora again. When he raised his hand, the Japanese sword cut through the air and made a harsh sonic boom sound. It was extremely powerful. Ishii Sora saw it and was secretly vigilant. However, he put on an indifferent expression on his face and looked at the opponent. Hook your hand to signal the other party to make the first move.

This is a psychological tactic that not only angers the opponent, but also suppresses the opponent's momentum. The opponent roars in anger and charges forward with the sword again, slashing and slashing with the sword. The sword is powerful and heavy, as fast as black lightning. An airtight knife network was formed invisibly, covering Ishii Sora. If he was not careful, he would be torn apart by the blade.

In the blink of an eye, this ninja slashed at least dozens of knives. Sora Ishii couldn't help but be moved. The absolute strength of a master who could achieve this level was above the chrysanthemum level. In other words, both of them were in the same realm, and whoever won would lose. It depends on each other's experience. Ishii Sora has entered this realm a long time ago and has much more experience than his opponent. He is not in a hurry, but retreats while fighting, consuming the opponent's physical strength.

"Dang, dang, dang -" a series of Japanese sword collisions sounded, deafening, sparks flying, as if the burnt circuit board was leaking electricity, the shadow of the knife was longing, and the black shadow was like the wind. The two were fighting fast, and ordinary people couldn't see it. The figures of the two men were unclear, and they couldn't even see clearly how they drew the sword.

I don’t know how many times they fought, but suddenly the sword light stopped, and two figures appeared. It was Sora Ishii and the ninja. The two stared at each other coldly without saying a word, and their bodies remained motionless, like Like a sculpture, suddenly, a thin blood line appeared on the neck of the ninja. In the blink of an eye, the blood line became larger and larger. A large amount of blood spurted out, and the ninja's stiff body fell suddenly.

"Yeah -" the other two ninjas roared when they saw this scene, and they all held knives and chased Ishii Sora. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Ishii Sora's mouth. When he saw the two chasing people, he turned around and ran away, and rushed out in the blink of an eye. Inside the building, two ninjas came after them, howling and screaming, extremely angry.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-" Suddenly three sniper rifles rang out, and the sound was masked by the dense gunfire around them. Three sniper bullets hit one of the ninjas, forming three terrifying air flow lines in the void. This ninja was very powerful. The body paused, stopped suddenly, and leaned back. The body turned into a weird 90-degree angle, barely able to avoid three fatal sniper bullets. The body stood up straight, ready to continue the pursuit.

"Pfft--" Another sniper bullet roared in. This time the opponent had no room to dodge. The bullet hit the heart, tore off a large piece of flesh and blood and penetrated into the body, mincing all the tissues and organs in the body, and rushed out from behind. , lifting up a larger piece of flesh and blood, the ninja fell heavily to the ground, and the blood immediately stained the ground red.

Another ninja was shocked when he saw that his companion was killed by a sniper. He turned around and ran away. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the ruins and disappeared. Ishii Sora was able to escape. Knowing that the sniper was secretly helping him, he immediately turned back and picked up the sniper. The Japanese sword in the killer's hand was tied to his back, and he continued walking into the building. He picked up another Japanese sword and tied it to his back. Then he found a broken wall to hide and rest, breathing heavily.

After resting for a while, Ishii Sora felt that his breathing was smoother, and he quickly said in a deep voice through the headset: "Boss, most of these ninjas are above the chrysanthemum level, and a small number of them are at the peak level of Sakura. They are only one step away from the chrysanthemum level. With combat experience, Very abundant, exact number unknown.”

"What?" Luo Zheng's surprised voice sounded in the headset.

Ishii Sora smiled bitterly. The strength of a ninja is equal to his own. What he lacks is just experience. If there are fifty ninjas participating in the battle, it means that everyone has to face fifty of them, not to mention the mysterious masters. No wonder these enemies He was able to securely hold the eastern area. Although he failed to break through the last line of defense, he did not suffer a defeat. It was really impressive. He had suffered internal injuries and could no longer fight. It was time to return to the pavilion.

Thinking of this, Ishii Sora slowly stood up, and suddenly saw two ninjas coming out of the broken wall on the other side, exuding cold murderous intent, and their expressions changed drastically. In their heyday, it was no problem to deal with one person, but now they are injured, and the other two are injured. A person who fights hard is undoubtedly seeking death. He couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Whoever is around me, please support me."