"What do you mean by sending you to die?"

Separated by a distance of six or seven meters, Yiyong and Zhutetchashi stood opposite each other. They slowly adjusted their breathing method to the more powerful moon breath. In the thunderstorm, their bodies became a little illusory and dark, like a person who might disappear at any time.

ghost.

The opponent's physical defense was the only one that Yiyong had ever seen in his life, and that layer of periosteum was able to defend against the constant cutting of the water wheel without being damaged.

When using only physical skills, the Water Breathing Sword Type, which is more defensive, may not be able to break through the defense except for the Ten Types: Life and Death.

These are all easy to say.

But Yiyong didn't understand what he meant. Wasn't he just looking for someone? If they didn't meet him, they wouldn't necessarily die, right? Why did they say they were here to die?

"This kind of thing started six or seven years ago.

"Any Kirigakure ninja who comes from a big family and has the bloodline limit will definitely die as long as he leaves the Kingdom of Water to perform a mission. There are no exceptions. The report says it was an accidental sacrifice, but we all understand what happened...

"

Under the constant flashing thunder in the distance, Zhutori Chamochi's eyes were burning with dark flames, like two sharp dying stars, eager to complete the last explosion and collapse.

While talking to Yiyong, he calmly allowed the bones in his arms to proliferate, tearing apart the tendons and skin on both shoulders, and pulled out two smooth and sharp bone daggers.

"Our Mizukage-sama used this method to eliminate the elites and geniuses of the blood family step by step, and then he firmly controlled Kirigakure Village in his own hands."

Having said this, Taketori smiled sarcastically.

"Otherwise, how could the Mizukage, who has not appeared in public for six or seven years and only relied on close ANBU to deliver orders, maintain his rule.

"It's just a pretense for us to find someone this time. He wants us to bloodbath this village, so that he can use the power of Tang Ninja to eliminate us thorns in his side. This is his real purpose."

A hint of gloom appeared on Yiyong's face, and he repeated in a cold tone: "Wash this village with blood?"

He reacted immediately, with a hint of urging in his tone: "There are more than five of you?"

This is a resort opened for ninjas from all over the world. How could those five people do it with bloodbaths and so on, which is the level of ordinary ANBU in Konoha?

Taketori Kamochi was about to answer, but he stopped abruptly and showed a provocative smile like a beast.

"If you want me to answer more questions, let me see if your knife is sharp enough first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swooped down in front of Yiyong. The bone knives he swung across were swift and fierce, like two white phantoms. They collided with the samurai swords that Yiyong was approaching one after another, wiping out one after another violent blows.

The sparks tinkled continuously, as intense and intense as a battle song played by a pipa.

Taketori Chamochi's legs were not idle either. Taking advantage of the gap between the two soldiers above him, he found the opportunity to raise his knees towards Giyuu's abdomen——

Normally, he couldn't hit him, but a sharp bone spur suddenly shot out from the knee like a bamboo shoot, immediately filling the gap.

Yiyong floated to the side like a ghost, sheathed the sword on the left side of her waist and lowered her knees. While dodging the pursuit, she finished charging up and made a fierce horizontal slash, like a swinging dragon's tail.

Bamboo takes the side waist of the chariot.

"Breath of the Moon·Eight Forms·Moon Dragon Chakra Tail!"

A gust of cold wind pressure rushed towards Taketori Chamochi, causing him to tremble for a moment. Seeing the terrifying blows and huge force brought by the blade, he forcibly opened his double-sword-Fundamon.

A periosteum that won't cause any damage even with a heavy blow.

Bamboo's heavy body was blown away like a cannonball being discharged from the entrance of the hall. After hitting the ground, he rolled several times. He found the right moment to insert the two bone knives into the ground and slid for a while before stopping.

of inertia.

"You almost cut open my kidney,"

Taketori licked his lips and stood up. Not only was he not afraid, but he smiled with satisfaction.

"If we only consider physical skills, your sword skills are better than Gui Deng Man Yue, and my weapons can't reach you at all. If he sees you, he will have no shame in claiming to be a swordsman genius."

"I don't know who you're talking about."

Yiyong could see that the injury only made the opponent more excited, and every muscle in his body was eager for a more intense battle.

This obsession with wild fighting reminded him of the third one on the string, Yiwozao, the ghost that once killed Infernal Anjuro.

"Answer my question first. What do you mean by bloodbathing this village? How many of you are here?"

Yiyong was worried that he would accidentally kill the opponent in advance and would not be able to ask for information, so he used the unfamiliar breath of the moon instead of the stronger breath of fire. In order to avoid escalating the battle and making it easier to miss, he

It's better to ask for clarification as soon as possible.

Taketori Chamochi didn't hesitate and immediately answered Yiyong's doubts.

"A total of twelve people came this time. The five of us were responsible for finding a white-haired, sharp-toothed kid, and assassinating the guests in the hotel as much as possible; the other six were responsible for spreading mist around the village.

When the thunder guy over there sends a signal, we will unite with the traitors from Tang Ninja Village who believe in the Evil God Cult and start a killing spree."

"It's thundering already."

Yiyong's face turned a little pale and he looked towards the hazy tower in the distance.

"It's not the current kind of thunder, it's a special red signal. You will see it once it lights up. However, this plan is destined to fail. Yu Ninja is very familiar with the Kirigakure Jutsu and will definitely be vigilant. Besides, we will stay all the way.

With so many corpses, they should have been prepared."

Yiyong felt a little relieved now.

But he still separated seven shadow clones and went to various locations to look for possible enemies.

Zhu Tie Che Chi just pretended not to see him and had no intention of stopping him.

"How about it? Isn't it a very immature battle plan? They sent twelve people to destroy a village where ninjas from all over the world gathered. Those guys really thought they could do it, but not all of them died. Now.

I also want to have a happy fight and die in your hands, but I don’t want to die under those unappetizing ninjutsu..."

Yiyong frowned and asked, "Since you know it's a death mission, why don't you refuse?"

As if he was confused by the question, Taketori Katachi was silent for a while, and then said: "Although I don't know where you come from, there is a high probability that you are from the Country of Fire and the Country of Thunder. In your Ninja Village, of course you can do it yourself

Choose a mission, but the ninjas of Kirigakure are not qualified to choose. Rejecting the Mizukage's mission is rebellion. Not only will I die, but our Taketori clan will also be implicated for the same reason. The Oniden clan is here because of this kind of thing.

Being wiped out. My people are not yet ready for the final preparations, so I have to come and buy time for them."

It was obviously a serious topic related to life and death, but he smiled heartily.

"I have never had a choice since I was born. Now I want to choose my own way to die, and you are willing to fulfill my wish, so I will tell you all this. I wonder if you are satisfied? If other people in the Ninja Village know

Now that Kirigakure has this kind of virtue, he would probably laugh even in his dreams."

"Nothing funny."

Jiyong's seriousness made Taketori Chimochi's mouth tighten.

"I just feel sad."

After hearing this, Taketori Karchichi was slightly stunned.

If before, Giyuu had doubts about the Mizukage's persecution of civilians and the village's implication, thinking that it was Itachi's exaggeration; but now that he heard the Kiri-nin's account of the Mizukage's persecution of the ninjas in the village, he no longer had any doubts.

.

Is it really possible for one person to strengthen his rule by weakening the village and persecuting his subordinates?

Out of a sense of justice, Giyuu could not forgive the boy in front of him, who was only one or two years older than Itachi, for what he had done to the inn owner and his son. But he sympathized with the fact that someone would be born in such a village.

If this problem is not solved at the root, there will be more and more children like Taketori Katomichi who have no mercy for life - whether for themselves or others - and they will turn from victims into new perpetrators.

No matter what, it is urgent to land in the Kingdom of Water and find this fourth generation water shadow.

"Okay, let's move on to the next stage."

Seemingly touched by Giyuu's words of "sadness", Taketori Karakichi didn't want to talk any more.

"I have one more question."

Yiyong asked directly before he could refuse.

"Since you can recover from your injuries, where did the wounds on your body come from? Are there any such characters in Kirigakure Village?"

As Giyuu said, it was naturally the shoulder where the other party had taken out the bone sword, but now there was no visible injury. There was also the side waist of Taketori Chamochi that had been cut open just now. In the clear field of vision, Qiqiba had also recovered.

Eight.

If Kirigakure Village could leave scars on such people, he must know about it.

"I didn't expect you to care about this."

Zhutei Chechi was a little surprised, but he explained patiently.

"The bloodline boundary of our Zhutori clan is called the Corpse Vein. You have seen its effect, so I won't go into details.

"But except for a few exceptions, this blood inheritance limit is not present at birth. It must be repeatedly broken by the bones to activate it, so we must prepare from an early age."

When Yiyong heard this, he already had a bad premonition.

He recalled the occasional incident in the clan where parents would kill their children's pets to open their eyes.

Because of Ninja's protest, this kind of thing is officially prohibited. After all, the success rate is very low, and it will also affect the parent-child relationship. For example, the reason why the relationship between mother and grandparents is very stiff is because similar things happened in the past.

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However, there are always some tribesmen who hope that their son or daughter will become a dragon, and they have a luck mentality, leaving a shadow of "life-long enjoyment" for their children.

Sure enough, Taketori Kamochi's description is very similar to this kind of behavior, and it is even more cruel than it is.

"In order to increase the chance of the appearance of corpse veins, those children who are born with deficiencies will be thrown directly off the cliff to death. The strong ones will be snatched from their mothers' arms after the age of two and live a life of collective training. The so-called training means mutual training.

Beat each other, break each other's bones, then use medicine to recover; then continue beating, continue to recover, until your body's desperate desire to repair the broken bones triggers bleeding to the limit."
To be continued...