Bang!

The head of the Japanese person flipped twice in the air before falling to the ground, its pupils wide open, with a hint of undisguised terror in the enlarged eyes.

Xu Mengjie turned pale at the sight, yet she bravely kept her eyes on the scene.

Thud!

Immediately afterward, the headless corpse also fell down. The sound of its crash on the ground was like a hammer striking through everyone's hearts. The scene was deathly silent.

"Yamamoto!"

The black-robed elder Aozora shouted angrily, extreme rage on his old face beneath the mask.

Aside from Aozora, Kuraki, Nakajima, Xu Xinghan, Yun Duo, and Yun Ao all had shocked expressions.

"So decisive and clean."

Yun Ao's pupil shrank as he muttered.

Even if it was him, he probably couldn't kill a Level One Human-level Ninja so decisively.

"He's actually this powerful..."

Xu Mengjie's bright eyes landed on Qin Yang, stunned by the unfolding events tonight.

Firstly, she didn't expect to meet Qin Yang here, right at the bathroom entrance. Even more unexpected was that when these Japanese came to deal with him, it was Qin Yang who showcased an extraordinary level of strength to save her.

Xu Xinghan also exhaled lightly, his tightly clenched fists slightly relaxing.

"Next, it's your turn."

Qin Yang's gaze shifted and fell upon Nakajima, who had been struck to a stone pillar by the Water Dragon Technique earlier. If he was going to kill, he might as well eliminate all these Japanese!

Facing Qin Yang's icy gaze, Nakajima's face turned white. Then immediately, his eyes glowed, as if feeling ashamed of being afraid of this Chinese person.

"Baka, I am a strong Human-level Ninja of the Great Japanese Empire. How could I fear you, a Chinese?"

Nakajima glared, gritting his teeth.

Saying this, Nakajima drew the Samurai Saber from his back.

The blade of the Samurai Saber was adorned with exquisite patterns, and a cold gleam flickered on the blade, extremely sharp. Clearly, this was no ordinary Samurai Saber.

"Come on, Chinese. I'm going to sever your head."

Nakajima shouted.

"Ninja Art, Fire Ghost Dance."

Nakajima's face twisted into a grimace, holding the sharp Samurai Saber and unpredictably moving like a dancing fire ghost.

One moment on the left side, the next, suddenly three feet away on the right, incredibly fast.

However, the movement was clearly directed towards Qin Yang.

"Humph."

Watching Nakajima's unpredictably moving figure, a cold smile flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. Such a small Body Technique variation was naturally unable to escape Qin Yang's vision.

At the moment, Qin Yang channeled his Spiritual Power into the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword.

Buzz~!

An icy white light danced upon the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, emitting a clear dragon roar sound.

Swish!

The next moment, Qin Yang's figure flashed and he slashed violently towards a direction in the hall.

With the swing of the Ice White Sword Aura, Nakajima's figure also appeared there.

Seeing Qin Yang breaking through his Fire Ghost Dance, Nakajima's face changed dramatically, quickly raising the Samurai Saber in hand to block.

Bang~!

The Ice White Sword Aura struck the blade of the Samurai Saber, causing Nakajima's figure to stagger backward two steps.

Once Nakajima raised his head again, he found a small notch unexpectedly left on his Samurai Saber.

"Impossible! My Munou Clan's Middle Grade Munemasa Sword is one of the finest and hardest weapons there is, yet you can..."

Nakajima stared at his Samurai Saber in disbelief; never could he imagine that during the first clash, the Chinese man's sword surprisingly left a notch on his Middle Grade Munemasa Sword.

"Daring to daze at this moment? Die then."

Qin Yang snorted coldly, channeled his Spiritual Power, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword erupted in icy white brilliance, and the next instant, Qin Yang's figure vanished from its spot.

"Nakajima, be careful behind you!"

Aozora shouted suddenly.

Nakajima heard the words, shocked, hurriedly raised the Samurai Saber in hand to block behind.

Clang~!

After a sharp sound, the Samurai Saber in Nakajima's hand broke into two, one half of the blade falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

A blood mark also appeared in the middle of Nakajima's body.

Thud!

The next second, Nakajima's body exploded into halves, blood splattering, obviously dead beyond saving.

"Nakajima!"

Kuraki shouted fiercely, his bare eyes suddenly turning blood red.

Within just ten breaths, two Human-level Ninjas from the Munou Clan had successively fallen to this Chinese kid's hand.

Beneath the mask, Aozora, a Level Two Earth-level Ninja's old face turned exceedingly grim, his eyes coldly glaring at Qin Yang.

This Chinese kid acted too quickly. First, swiftly beheading Yamamoto, then Nakajima, he hadn't had time to adjust and intervene.

"And also, that sword..."

Aozora's gaze dropped, landing on the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand.

At this moment, Qin Yang held the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, standing in place, with a drop of blood sliding off the blade, dripping to the floor. The entire sword blade remained flawlessly ice white.

"This sword must be a treasure sword of Huaxia, otherwise how could it slice the Munou Clan's Middle Grade Munemasa Sword into halves with just two strikes."

A gleam of intense greed emerged in Aozora's eyes.

This is how the Japanese are, deeply greedy by nature, always coveting others' possessions.

After a brief silence, the greed in Aozora's eyes slightly receded, and his gaze turned towards Xu Xinghan.

Now the urgent task was not to seize that treasure sword, but to reclaim what originally belonged to the Munou Clan from Xu Xinghan.

"Baka, who exactly are you, daring to kill members of my Munou Clan!"

Glaring angrily at Qin Yang, Kuraki shouted.

"Kuraki, stop wasting words with that Chinese kid. First, use Ninja Art to trap him; I'll seize Xu Xinghan."

Aozora's eyes flashed coldly as he shouted.

"Yes, Elder Aozora."

Kuraki's eyes gleamed, nodding in agreement.

Though both are Earth-level Ninjas, Kuraki is Level Three while Aozora is Level Two, and the gap between each level for Earth-level Ninjas is exceedingly vast. Moreover, in the Munou Clan, Aozora holds a higher status than him.

Swish!

Aozora's figure flashed towards Xu Xinghan.

"Yun Duo, take Mr. Xu back."

Seeing this, Yun Ao's eyes glowed fiercely as he spoke. Immediately, he pushed his Inner Power forward, pressing on and engaging in swift battle with Aozora.

Beside him, Yun Duo quickly retreated with Xu Xinghan upon hearing.

"Chinese kid, I'll trap you in my Vine Prison!"

As Yun Ao and Aozora battled fiercely, Kuraki's gaze also landed on Qin Yang, rapidly forming dazzling hand seals.

"Wood Escape, Wood Vine Prison Skill!"

Kuraki shouted, his Ninja Art power madly plunging underground.

A green circular formation began to form on the ground centered around him, with twisted and bizarre symbols forming on the formation, evidently Ghost Talismans of Japan.

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