"Evil and heretical practices, petty tricks, under the unparalleled divine power of sound location in my China, all demons and monsters will have to get out of here."
Clang!
Chen Feng tossed a gleaming Japanese sword into the air, raised his right hand, and struck the hilt of the sword with force. The sword shot out like an arrow and sped off in a certain direction.
The Japanese sword shot into the darkness, and everyone looked over.
The ear-piercing laughter suddenly vanished, the black shadow in the sky disappeared in an instant, followed by a terrified scream.
"ah..."
Immediately afterwards, a figure fell from mid-air and landed on the open ground between Zhao Anqi and the others and Chen Feng.
puff!
After he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood; a Japanese sword had pierced his shoulder bone all the way through.
"No...impossible...how could you break my sound control and invisibility spells? This is impossible, this is impossible..."
Chiba Ichitaro scrambled to his feet, frantically pulling his black katana from the ground and pointing it at Chen Feng: "Baka!"
It seemed he was preparing to fight Chen Feng despite his injuries, and sure enough, he charged straight at him.
"court death!"
Chen Feng clenched his fists, about to throw a punch, but an unexpected event occurred again. A bamboo leaf exuding a powerful aura and strength suddenly descended. Yes, it was a bamboo leaf, but the power of this bamboo leaf was very strong. It directly knocked Chiba Ichitaro's katana away, and Chiba Ichitaro was sent flying several meters away.
"Chiba, you are no match for him. Don't rush to your death."
Suddenly, a man wearing a blue kimono, with three braids in his hair, an unusually wide head and a narrow bottom, and a strange appearance and short stature, slowly descended from the sky.
His arrival brought the entire room to a standstill.
Kato's mouth dropped open, he almost choked, and he knew without a doubt that a legendary figure had arrived.
Chen Feng frowned. This was the first time someone had made him feel a strong sense of danger. But danger didn't mean he was afraid, because danger only meant he might lose, proving that this person was very powerful.
The man in the kimono landed slowly, holding a blue Japanese sword with a few bamboo leaves on it.
Recalling the bamboo leaf from earlier, Chen Feng was quite certain that the Japanese man had mastered the secret technique of plucking leaves and sending flowers flying.
"If I had known that China had such a young martial arts genius, my ninja clan should not have gotten involved in this matter. Hello, young man, I am Chiba Bora, the head of the Chiba Ninja Clan."
The other party was highly skilled and very polite, so Chen Feng naturally nodded in return.
"I am Chen Feng, a participant from the Chinese team in this global music competition."
At this moment, Chiba Ichitaro had already pulled out the Japanese sword stuck in his body, and looking at Chiba Bora with blood flowing freely, he immediately knelt down.
Chiba Boro nodded to Chen Feng and said, "You killed six of my Chiba genin, but you didn't start this. I can choose to forget it, but you must promise me one thing."
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I am not afraid of the person in front of me. Although I feel extremely dangerous, he seems to have become fascinated with this feeling after experiencing several major battles."
However, the timing is not right. He is currently abroad, and some things should be avoided if possible. Moreover, his opponent is indeed very strong, and it may take a long time to defeat him.
Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Clan Head Chiba is very understanding. Thank you!"
As he spoke, he waved to Zhao Anqi and the other two, signaling that they were about to leave. At this moment, the members of the Zhu Company and Kato were already trembling with fear. The Chinese people would never know what the head of the Chiba Ninja Clan and the Iga Ninja Clan was like, but the Japanese people did.
Those were figures who were like gods to them, yet today they have descended to earth.
But Zhao Anqi and the others had only taken a few steps when they heard Qianye Bolu sigh, "You can't leave now."
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng glared at Qianye Boluo with hostility, looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
Looking at Chen Feng's imposing manner, he smiled and shook his head.
"It's not that I want to stop you, but the Iga clan, that old guy, is here. You killed five of his top ninjas, and there's also a genius like Iga Sakura Yuki. I'm afraid he'll fight you to the death."
"But, young man, do you have the qualifications to fight him?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.
Three figures slowly descended from above, accompanied by a sound and momentum like thunder and lightning, exuding a powerful aura.
"My God, this... the legendary Lord Iga Taketoku and Lord Chiba Bura have both appeared! This is an unprecedented event in the history of our Japan!"
Kato, who grew up listening to ninja legends, felt he had had enough of life now that he saw the life-sized Chiba Boro in reality. Now that Iga Taketoku had also appeared, he felt it would be worth dying right away.
Iga Taketoku landed slowly, and the two strong men beside him looked at Chen Feng with eyes like lightning, as if they were looking at a group of four. They were wearing loose and huge Gou Xiba clothes. Although their bodies were very thin, they looked very big and comical because of the clothes.
But no one dared to underestimate their attire and clothing, because they were powerful ninjas. In Japan, apart from the heads of a few major ninja clans, they were among the strongest.
Iga Taketoku was bald, which surprised Chen Feng. Although Buddhism had been introduced to China by the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, he still couldn't accept the idea that a ninja was a monk.
It seems that Japan has changed the Buddhist precept of non-killing to a Buddhist precept of bloodshed. A person who has cultivated to the level of a local ninja and founded a powerful ninja clan must have at least several hundred lives on their hands.
"You're Chen Feng?"
When Iga Taketoku landed, the Japanese sword in his hand was yellow. It seems that these guys are also very particular about the color of their weapons; apart from ordinary ninjas, all of them have black ones.
"Indeed, you are Iga Taketoku, the powerful ninja of the Iga clan?"
Chen Feng's tone was not respectful at all, no, there was absolutely no respect. A Japanese man was not worthy of his respect. Besides, in his battle with Iga Sakura and the others, he had already gained a lot of knowledge about the martial arts of Blue Star, and he had cultivated Yuan Qi in his body. This meant that he had achieved a thorough understanding of martial arts.
If a real fight breaks out, he might not gain the upper hand for a while, but in the long run, these so-called local ninjas will definitely be no match for him. He was so confident in this belief that Japan was nothing compared to China, which was their ancestor in terms of martial arts lineage, eighteen generations removed.
"Baka, watch your tone."
The two men were about to draw their swords on the spot, feeling that Chen Feng was showing great disrespect to their clan leader, whom they regarded as a god.
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