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Chapter 327: Cruel Junko

Faced with the three people's inquiries, Matsubara Junko did not answer. Suddenly, her figure left an afterimage on the spot and rushed straight towards the three people.

When it got close to the three people, the afterimage suddenly split into four. Three of the swords struck the three people, but the last sword jumped from the top of the three people's heads and attacked the person who was rushing from inside the house.

Pu Pu Pu...

when……

Blood spilled all over the sky...

Junko Matsubara's figure quickly retreated, and when she looked at her forearm again, she saw that the deep white bones were exposed, and a piece of the flesh on it had been removed.

The three people who were first attacked by Matsubara Junko only then began to crack from the top of their heads, and blood shot out from the small cracks. They fell straight to the ground with samurai swords in their hands.

In the first round, Matsubara Junko successfully defeated three great martial artist level ninjas. She was also injured by a fourth level grandmaster level ninja who rushed out of the house, bleeding all over the floor.

Immediately afterwards, another ninja also came out. The two of them seemed not to see the three dead people, but stared at Junko Matsubara with hateful eyes.

"Okay, okay, kill the Shura of the Matsubara family quickly!" the middle-aged man who forced Junko Matsubara back and injured her said in Japanese.

Matsubara Junko was speechless, but she felt as if she had received an external energy on her arm. The eliminated skin and flesh were actually recovering rapidly, and the blood was no longer flowing, although there was some numbness.

The itching is unbearable, but this is a sign of improvement.

"Is it him?" Matsubara Junko's heart was not really conquered by Wang Ziqiao, but now that her grandfather has died, the Shura Sect has no leader. She must have a place to stay and a backer, and the most important thing is to learn

He knew Wang Ziqiao's magical skills, so he was willing to do anything for Wang Ziqiao.

But when she truly understood Wang Ziqiao's magic, she realized that Wang Ziqiao was so terrifying that she couldn't understand it at all.

The two Japanese people opposite seemed to have noticed the changes in Matsubara Junko, and were surprised. One of them said: "You? You are actually proficient in the art of sennin? Impossible!"

After saying a word, the Japanese stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body shot up like a spring, heading straight towards Junko Matsubara.

Matsubara Junko gritted her teeth and could only raise the knife to fight hard, but her arm had not recovered yet, and she could not use the strength at all. She could only use her left hand to use Shura Quick Slash and attack.

Under normal circumstances, Matsubara Junko would definitely suffer, but when the two swords collided, the opponent's movements suddenly became much slower.

Dangdangdang...

Matsubara Junko successfully resisted the opponent's instant combo, flew back and fell to the same place.

However, another kid seized this rare opportunity. He touched the ground with his toes and rushed forward. The katana in his hand turned into a ray of light and shadow, intending to split Matsubara Junko in half from bottom to top.

But Matsubara Junko, who was about to land, felt that her body suddenly became much lighter, as if she had escaped the gravity of the earth, and the air seemed to be like substance. Her body quickly drifted to one side, easily dodging the opponent's knife.

As soon as Matsubara Junko landed, another person rushed up again, but Matsubara Junko still avoided it.

At this time, Matsubara Junko found that she seemed to have reached the peak state in her history, and her body was as light as a feather.

The injured arm was healing quickly. Matsubara Junko was already in a flash, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and split her body into four parts in the air.

Dang Dang Dang!

There were four collision sounds, and the four swords were still blocked by the two opponents.

However, Matsubara Junko's figure did not land. After the four strokes were completed, while forcing the two opponents back, her figure spun in the air at high speed. The long knife followed the figure and slid, and a white streak was drawn out from the blade.

The knife fainted and hit one of them in the neck.

These two consecutive killing moves frightened the Japanese who was forced to do so, and he hurriedly raised his sword to parry.

when……

flutter!

Junko Matsubara's sword easily cut off the katana in the opponent's hand and passed through his throat instantly.

Until then, Matsubara Junko landed quietly, without looking at the other person, and looked at the other person.

"Xu... Shura's Thirty-six Sword Techniques?" Another Japanese trembled.

But Matsubara Junko didn't answer her. She suddenly jumped into the air again, like a rapidly spinning top, and hit the opponent.

This middle-aged man didn't dare to confront her directly and hurriedly darted into the room.

As soon as the afterimage of Matsubara Junko hit the ground, it shot towards the man's back like a pinball.

The man had been prepared for a long time. The long knife suddenly left his hand, and a hidden weapon was shaken out in his other hand.

However, Matsubara Junko did not dodge at all and continued to move forward rapidly.

flutter……

The knife penetrated the opponent's back with one stroke.

Looking again, Junko Matsubara's body had a square hidden weapon on her chest, lower abdomen, and shoulders, and her shoulder blade was also penetrated by the samurai sword.

She was trading her life for a life.

"You? Who are you?" the man whose heart was penetrated by a long knife asked.

"Matsuhara Junko!"

Matsubara Junko straightened up and also drew out the long knife.

The man slowly turned around, his mouth was bleeding, but he still said tremblingly: "It's you, you have reached the level of Jonin?"

"You don't need to ask!" Matsubara Junko raised the long knife again.

"Hahaha, if you kill us today, your Songyuan family will definitely be destroyed, and no one from the Shura Sect will be killed!" After the man said this, he suddenly tapped his heart a few more times.

"Healing now? It's too late!" Junko Matsubara slashed with her long sword instantly.

But before the knife landed on the opponent's head, she vomited blood, trembled, and left her hand with the knife.

"You? There's poison in the concealed weapon?" Junko Matsubara glared at the other party.

"We originally prepared this for Wang Ziqiao and his relatives, but we didn't expect it to be used on you. Now, I might as well tell you that this poison is exactly the same as the poison in your grandfather's body. Your grandfather is

You don’t know how to appreciate others, and you are also seeking your own death!”

"If I die, you won't survive!" Matsubara Junko looked at the other person with hatred and tried to rush forward again. However, he opened his mouth and vomited blood again. His body swayed and he fell down.

But a strong arm held her waist, and at the same time, there was a mysterious energy that penetrated into Matsubara Junko's body.

Prince Qiao arrived. This time, he once again verified the power of the combination of magic and samurai. He first applied the Slowness Technique on these Japanese people, and finally applied the Healing Technique and Drifting Technique on Matsubara Junko.

.

The application of the drifting technique immediately increased Matsubara Junko's speed by one to two times. Only then did Matsubara Junko fight one against two. After using the Shura Four Slash, she was able to use the Shura Three Strike.

Sixteen sword techniques killed one of them instantly.
Chapter completed!
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