Ruthless footsteps sounded, and a Japanese man held a small round shield in one hand and ran quickly with his waist in the other.

In terms of skills, the Japanese man was originally the best among their tribe, and his companions even gave him a nickname called "Son of Wind".

Listen! The Son of Wind!

What else in this world can be as fast as the wind? He is the son of the wind!

He used to feel proud of his speed as fast as the wind.

But since he saw the speed of the Han man who was harassing them, he no longer thought so.

At that time, a companion shot the Han man with an arrow under the hill, and then he rushed forward like the wind.

He is the son of the wind, and he really wants to use his speed like the wind to take down the Han man.

But when he climbed to the top of the mountain and saw the figure of the Han man running in the wilderness, his sense of superiority towards his speed immediately disappeared.

What kind of son of wind is he? His speed is much faster than him!

If you are a gust of wind, you are just a lightning bolt or a meteor that crosses the sky!

It's so fast!

The figure of the man was like a bird that flew into the forest and gave him an extremely amazing feeling!

And it was at that moment that he realized that his leader Zuo Bingwei was not unjustly dead!

Now that they came to search and explore the way under the order, they had to endure the sudden attack.

God knows where people will hide and shoot an arrow at them and then passes away like a shocking geese. How could he, whose self-confidence has been hit, be careless!

Finally, he rushed into the trees in the hills.

He then stopped and squatted his body and raised the small round shield. At the same time, his eyes quickly scanned the woods from the top of the small round shield.

At this time, he was holding his right hand around his waist and moving an object, and he had pinched it in his hand to make a fatal blow.

It was a "V"-shaped iron object. He called this kind of thing "Flying Forward", yes, fly out and come back, abbreviated as "Flying Forward"!

These people are scouts who are specifically responsible for inquiries in front of the scene, and there is also a name called "Ninja".

The ninja's name was also named by himself, and he didn't know that he had created a brand new business among their Japanese!

And this "Flying Comes" belongs to him, a ninja, who is the most convenient to use.

No one in his career can use flying around so well like him.

I remember when I was in Japan, the hidden weapon used by a companion of the ninja was not like his "V" shape, but more like a small hexagonal star.

Their situation at that time was more like the founding of a sect in the martial arts world.

There was a debate about which hidden weapon should be used in their ninja career.

The solution to the dispute is naturally a competition.

His companion threw out three hexagonal stars and cut off a rope thirty steps away, and he also threw out three of them and flew around.

His flying around made it lighter and sharper. He used two flying around to cut the rope one after another and the rope broke.

Just as he threw out the third one and flew around, the little thing not only cut the last trace of connection on the rope with its sharpness, but even flew back slowly from the broken head of the rope floating in the air, but was pinched and put into his bag again!

So, the onlookers agreed in unison that their newly-created business would use this "flying around".

Although it is very difficult to control this flying around, it is because it is cool enough when it is flying!

The flying around in the sun that was polished by him as light as his wings was as dazzling as the meteor in the night sky. Although he would not fly back after hitting the enemy, he was also extremely cold!

Now he has already figured out his countermeasures when he might encounter an enemy situation.

He held the small round shield in his left hand and flew around with his right hand.

If the damn Han man appeared, he would throw out his little round shield as soon as possible, making the little round shield spin like a hat.

And will he take the opportunity to save? No!

He would not take the opportunity to rush out, but he would fall backwards! Just like when Lord Zuo Bingwei was shot by that Han man.

However, when he fell backwards, it was just him pretending to be shot by the Han people, and it was just his way of retreating to advance!

The moment he lay down, he would take the opportunity to raise his hand and throw the one flying away, thus hitting the guy who dared to sneak attack him!

But this Japanese man imagined it was amazing, but in fact it didn't happen as he expected.

There was a slight blow, and the leaves sounded a few times.

In the warm sunshine that is nearly dusk, the woods are full of green but quiet, but where is the shadow of the hateful Han people?

If a normal person is not in danger of his life, he should have breathed a sigh of relief, but this Japanese man couldn't help but sigh, as if he was regretting that the Han man did not appear and did not have the opportunity to show his amazing blow.

A moment later, another companion arrived.

So he made a gesture, and the companion turned around and made a move outside the woods, which was to greet the few companions behind him.

He was the pioneer of their emerging ninja industry. How could he do what his companions could follow up? His mission was to move forward until he killed the Han man who was faster than him, the son of Wind!

The scouts of the Japanese advanced towards the hilltop, and in the process they were still cautious.

Their Japanese were always attacked when they were chasing the group of Han people.

Then it can be imagined that the other party will definitely hide in a hill and woods, which can make the view wide, and how could they accidentally go up the mountain?

However, this time their caution was a little unnecessary. The miscellaneous trees became sparse after passing the mountain.

And when all the ten Japanese men climbed to the top of the hill, they saw that the top of the hill was smooth, with both fragrant grass and shady bushes that were half-man high.

And the son of Feng pointed to the bush with great vigilance.

So the weapons, Japanese swords and bows in the hands of these ten Japanese men pointed at the bush.

In order to ensure the safety of these people, the so-called Son of Wind threw his so-called Flying to the Autumn above the bush.

Actually, what is he?

He didn't even count on alerting the snake. He just used this to prove that he was flying around.

He had already believed in his heart that the damn Han people did not hide on this hill to attack them, which made him feel relieved but also a little regretful.

The so-called "flying around" drew a dazzling arc under the dusk sunlight and flew over the bushes, and then flew back magically!

"Wow!" Although other Japanese people had long seen their Feng Zi's way of playing with flying around, they still couldn't help but exclaim.

It's so cool!

The Son of Wind was ready to reach out to pick up the unique flying flew back that he had created.

How frivolous your own flight is!

If the heavy flying around the companions used by his companions was like an aunt who had given birth to several children and had a burdened belly, then his flying around was a dancing girl!

But at this moment, I suddenly heard two sounds of "bang" and "bang". In the two sounds of "bang" and "bang", some Japanese people shouted and threw themselves down, and more of them were in pain and jumped out!

Fortunately, the son of Wind was not injured.

He turned his head instinctively and then he saw two clouds of blue smoke rising from the grass in front of him.

Five or six people wearing grass appeared from the grassy grass!

They were Han people, and they actually pretended to be disguised and lay on the most inconspicuous grassland. They were still plotted against by the Han people!

The son of Wind instinctively reached his hand to his waist, and he wanted to use his own flight to fight back!

However, he forgot that he had already thrown the one flying away.

And at this time, the so-called flying back and flying back, but it was cut on his neck accurately!

So, at this moment, a blood arrow shot out on the top of this nameless hill under the dusk sunlight.

The blood arrow shot out so urgently and quickly, just like a blood rainbow after the rain, which seemed so dazzling and cool!

All the coolness and caution of the people in the previous world became funny.

Now it was not just the two firearms, one long and one short, that were attacking them. The "buzzing" sound of bowstrings bounced back from the top of the mountain. More than a dozen Japanese people fell half of them in this moment.

The remaining Japanese people turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was not good, and naturally they had the feather arrows that could not be seen because they were too close to each other.

In the end, only two Japanese people retreated from the top of the hill, but there were seven or eight Japanese people struggling or twitching on the top of the hill!

On the top of the mountain at dusk, there was another sound of "cutting melons and vegetables". Finally, a few people covered with grass stood beside the corpses of these Japanese people.

At this time, someone stepped on the neck of the Japanese man whose carotid artery was cut off.

That was Shang Zhen.

"Western Candy! Bai Yuchuan! Throw away the two broken games we had brought back before!" Shang Zhen said.

Shang Zhen didn't know that the Yingren called Fei Shulai, and he didn't need to know.

He only knows that fighting is only about life and death!

Shang Zhen didn't know that they killed the originator of the Japanese ninja who was too narcissistic and cool to death by setting up this ambush!
Chapter completed!