Disciple, You Are Invincible, Go Down the Mountain!

Three years ago, he was the young master of the most prominent family in the capital, but due to his grandfather's superstition, he was sent to a Taoist temple where he suffered hardship yet ma...

Chapter 138 Heavenly Shadow? Nothing special!

"snort!"

The short ninja jumped down.

He stood beside Matsushima Keiko, protecting her delicate body, and then glanced down at the nearly dying Ryuzawa Yuji on the ground.

He took a bottle of medicine from his pocket.

"Apply it to his wound, and it might save him!"

Matsushima whispered to his daughter.

"Father!"

"Lord Tianying!"

In their most desperate moment, Keiko Matsushima and Takeshi Tatsuzawa finally found a glimmer of hope.

At first, they thought Lin Jinglong was no match for a Heavenly Shadow Warrior, but after exchanging blows, they realized how big the gap was.

At this moment, only the Heavenly Shadow Warrior Matsushima Katsumi has the ability to save them!

I saw my father arrive.

As Matsushima Keiko applied medicine to Ryuzawa Yuji, she turned her head and glared resentfully at Lin Jinglong.

"Father, it was this man who slaughtered dozens of our elite Jonin and wiped out the Qi and Zheng families that we trained!"

"More than a decade of our business has been destroyed in an instant!"

"He even carried out a massacre at the consulate; we absolutely cannot let him get away with this!"

"rest assured!"

Matsushima Katsu held the *** sword.

He looked Lin Jinglong up and down, but couldn't discern any powerful aura from him.

However, there were corpses on the ground.

This demonstrates Lin Jingjing's astonishing strength.

But as one of the strongest warriors in Japan, how could he be afraid of Lin Jinglong?

"Hehe, young man, I, Matsushima Masaru, am a man who cherishes talent. Your talent is exceptional. If you are willing to join our Tenkage Martial Academy, you will have the opportunity to become a Tenkage in the future!"

"Tianying? What kind of bullshit is that?"

"shut up!"

While recovering from his injuries, Ryuzawa Yuji burst into a tirade of curses.

"If you dare to insult Lord Tianying, I will bite off a piece of your flesh even if I die!"

"Okay! Then give it a try."

Lin Jinglong didn't say much.

He swung his knife directly at him.

I thought to myself, these Japanese people have such interesting thought processes. They think that just because some damned Tenkage has arrived, everything will be fine.

She even dared to treat her injuries in front of him.

"If I, Lin Jinglong, want to kill someone, no one can protect them!"

After this slash...

Matsushima Keiko quickly rolled away to avoid it.

Ryuzawa Yuji on the ground was not so lucky. Matsushima Masaru, who was standing not far from him, did not even have time to stop him.

With just one strike, Longze Xiongzhi was completely killed, his eyes filled with disbelief even in his dying moments.

"You actually killed him?"

Matsushima Masaru was suddenly dumbfounded.

He immediately flew into a rage.

Accustomed to being high and mighty, Lord Tianying had never been humiliated like this before.

"Xiongzhi was a good warrior who dared to uphold the dignity of Ten'ying. When I return, I will give him a proper burial, and the entire East Japan will remember his contributions!"

After muttering to himself, Matsushima Masaru rushed towards Lin Jinglong, and in the process, his figure quietly transformed into five people.

Five dark figures appeared from different directions.

They surrounded Lin Jinglong!

And at the same time, they unleashed a deadly attack on him.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, encountering such a strange technique, they would probably stand frozen in place, not knowing how to deal with it.

But this time he encountered Lin Jinglong!

"clairvoyance!"

Lin Jinglong glanced around.

They had already seen through the truth behind this shadow clone.

During the attack, Matsushima Masaru was quite arrogant.

All five people spoke at the same time.

"This is our unique Japanese martial art, the Shadow Clone Technique. Can you distinguish it?"

As soon as the words were spoken.

All five shuriken were thrown at Lin Jinglong.

Lin Jinglong's eyes flashed, and he looked at a person on his left. His Dragon Roar Sword had already slashed forward.

The expressions on the faces of all five people changed simultaneously.

How could that be?

Matsushima was somewhat shocked.

His true identity was actually seen through!

"Impossible! It must be a coincidence!"

He unleashed his illusionary clone technique once more.

The number has reached ten!

That was already his limit.

But Lin Jinglong still managed to pinpoint the main body among the ten people and slashed at it several more times.

They cornered the other party.

"It's just a plagiarized version of Qimen Dunjia. When did it become your unique Japanese martial art?"

Lin Jinglong flicked a shuriken away.

He swung his sword at Matsushima Katsu's body, striking him squarely in the chest and instantly disemboweling him.

"ah!"

Matsushima Katsu let out a scream.

Watching from afar, Keiko Matsushima lost all will to run and collapsed to the ground.

Utter despair!

Lin Jinglong pressed his long sword against the other man's neck.

"What a load of bull! The Heavenly Shadow Warrior is nothing special!"

"Don't kill me!"

Matsushima Masaru collapsed instantly, pleading incessantly.

Lin Jinglong had no intention of letting him off the hook, but just then, several black cars suddenly drove up outside the dilapidated gate.

One of the men, dressed in a suit, rushed in and his face turned extremely grim when he saw the corpses on the ground.

"You bastard!"

"Who gave you permission to come here and kill someone?"

"Lin Jinglong! The God of War of Lingwu has been implicated because of you and is now being imprisoned by the Kyoto Garrison. You must come with me to the garrison's camp immediately for investigation!"

"What did you say?"

Lin Jinglong turned around and looked at the man.

The other person was dressed in a suit, very well-groomed, with gold-rimmed glasses, and a sinister look between his slender eyebrows and eyes.

"You probably don't know me. My name is Zhou Quan, and I am a steward of the Kyoto War Department. Did you hear me clearly?"

"Put the knife down!"

"You shouldn't have killed these Japanese!"

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