Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Zhuo Bufan looked at the man and found that his left sleeve was empty and had lost his cheating.

Seeing this person, Pinghe Yazi also showed a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Presumably, this person is the high-level person that Pinghe Yazi said, who wanted to invade her, but was attacked by her and lost an arm, and then she escaped from the Jiahe clan.

"Who on earth are you, dare to break into our Jiahe Village and destroy our plaque?" The middle-aged man stared at Zhuo Bufan with a serious look on his face.

"Noisy, let your leaders come out to meet me." Zhuo Bufan waved his hand casually, and a silver blade was formed in the void, rushing towards the opponent.

The middle-aged ninja's face turned pale with shock, the speed of the silver blade was too fast, and the other party didn't even make any reaction, and was cut off on the spot.

Pinghe Yazi opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Zhuo Bufan with charming eyes, but only saw Zhuo Bufan's face indifferent.

Pinghe Yazi was an orphan since she was a child. She was brought into the clan by members of the Koga tribe. She received all kinds of cruel training since she was a child. She was starved and cold. Not only does the Ninja Clan have no feelings, but they hate this Ninja Clan very much.

Because many ninjas in this clan are children who have been captured and trained since childhood to become machines for killing people and making money.

Seeing that the leader was killed by Zhuo Bufan, the other ninjas rushed towards Zhuo Bufan immediately, using shurikens, kunai, darts, poisonous needles, all kinds of weapons, more than a dozen elite members of the ninja clan, If it is pulled outside, it is enough to destroy the underground organization of any city.

It's a pity that these people are like straws in Zhuo Bufan's eyes. Zhuo Bufan squeezed the palm of his hand and punched them out with one punch and one palm. He sent all these people flying, shattered their internal organs, and died one after another.

Almost instantly, the corpses of a dozen ninjas lay on the ground.

The sound of explosions was already heard in the village, and everyone ran towards the entrance of the village, with figures jumping between the woods and the eaves.

Chio Koga also brought a few jounin to the entrance of the village while jumping. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, they were slightly stunned, with a look of rage on their faces.

Although the Jiahe clan has declined and is hidden in the snow valley, but in the past fifty years, no one has dared to break into the Jiahe clan.

"Pinghe Yazi?" Many Jiahe people recognized her.

"My lord, that white-haired old man is the leader of the Jiahe clan, Jiahe Qianxiong." Standing beside Zhuo Bufan, Pinghe Yazi said slowly.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes slowly swept across the group of people, the strength of those Jōnin is at the level of a master, as for the white-haired old man's breath like the sea, even Zhuo Bufan was slightly surprised, it seems that the strength of the other party is not comparable to that of Abe Shiyou up and down.

"Pinghe boy, you dare to return to the Jiahe clan and bring people in?" Jiahe Qianxiong looked at Zhuo Bufan and said coldly.

"Aren't you going to look for me? Why don't I come here in person?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Jiahe Qianxiong's eyes focused again, but this time there was endless chill and murderous intent in his eyes,

"Are you Shadow Killer?"

The name of Kagesha resounded throughout the Japanese martial arts world, beheading Honjiro the Sword God, killing ten Japanese masters, and destroying the Asakusa Shrine, almost the whole of Japan was shaken.

It is rumored that the other party is a young boy from Longguo in his early teens, isn't he the guy in front of him.

Those ninjas who fell on the ground were all elites from Anbu, but they couldn't resist for even a minute. Besides Kagesha, who else has such strength.

Not only Jiahe Qianxiong, but the others couldn't help showing solemn expressions after they knew that Zhuo Bufan was Yingsha.

"Since you guys want to kill me, then I'll come to the door myself." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Standing in the crowd, Zi Ji saw Zhuo Bufan herself for the first time through the gaps in the crowd, and she couldn't help showing a hint of astonishment on her pretty face. Although it was rumored that Zhuo Bufan was a young man, but When I actually see it in person, I still feel extremely shocked.

It was this fair-skinned and delicate guy who looked like a student, the guy who caused a stir in the Japanese martial arts world, and even alarmed the cabinet ministers and the emperor, was actually a shadow killer.

"You delivered it to your door?" Jiahe Qianxiong snorted coldly: "Do you really think that our Jiahe clan is so easy to bully?"

After all, about a hundred fighting ninjas from the entire Koka clan had already arrived at the entrance of the village. If these people went out, they would be enough to alarm the army. At this moment, facing a young man from the Dragon Kingdom, they couldn't feel the slightest ease.

"Kill him." Jiahe Qianxiong said coldly.

A group of ninjas held kunai and shurikens in their hands, stabbing obliquely.

Zhuo Bufan clenched his palm slightly, and punched out with a horizontal punch. The golden light on the fist was as bright as the sun on the mountainside. In an instant, more than a dozen ninjas were directly beaten into flesh and blood by Zhuo Bufan's punch, and the whole sky was immediately rained with blood.

Leaving the Dragon Kingdom, Zhuo Bufan has no restraints, not to mention that these people originally wanted to kill him, so Zhuo Bufan has no mercy at all. How could a generation of nine-turn immortals be afraid of the Japanese country? If the Japanese country does not compromise, they will kill them trembling.

Even Chio Koga couldn't help feeling a little heartbroken at the sacrifice of more than a dozen well-trained ninjas in an instant.

Ninjas are not so easy to train. Even the Koka clan has only trained a hundred fighting ninjas over the years, of which there are only twenty or thirty for the Chunin, and only five for the Jōnin.

Moreover, ninjas are good at assassination and assassination. If they fight head-on, they are one level worse than warriors.

Zhuo Bufan rushed into the crowd, like a hungry wolf entering the sheep pen, slaughtering all directions, ordinary renunciation fell down like cutting melons, as for the chunin, they could only withstand one punch at most.

Chio Koga and a few jounin can still delay Zhuo Bufan's slaughter speed.

"Big fireball technique." A Jōnin made a seal in his hand, opened it and spat out, a ball of violently burning fireball rushed towards Zhuo Bufan instantly with extremely high temperature.

The chakra cultivated by ninjas is actually the true energy cultivated by warriors of the Dragon Kingdom. It is only because of the different context of cultivation that the energy produced by cultivation is different, but it is basically the same.

The fireball carried an extremely hot temperature as it swept across the ground, and the blades of grass shrank and curled.

Zhuo Bufan raised his hand and punched the fireball directly into sparks, and the surrounding servants couldn't bear to be splashed by the flames accidentally, and immediately retreated screaming.

For a while everyone knew that Zhuo Bufan was almost invincible in close combat. Those ninjas were all brainwashed and turned into killing machines. Although they saw Zhuo Bufan being tyrannical and invincible, they were not afraid and continued to rush towards Zhuo Bufan crazily.

The rest of the junin and zhongnin used various ninjutsu attacks, and some even used shadow clones to get close to Zhuo Bufan, trying to stab Zhuo Bufan's neck with Kunai from behind.

However, when the other party's Kun Wu stuck in Zhuo Bufan's neck, there was a metallic sound.

The ninja stared wide-eyed, feeling like his kunai had been stabbed on an iron plate, and his hands were numb from the shock. "This is not acceptable." Zhuo Bufan slapped his backhand, smashing the opponent's head like a watermelon.