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Chapter 505 We are just here to kidnap someone

Cutting off a beauty's head with a sword under the moonlight sounds like something that is quite in line with the aesthetic art of Japan.

Therefore, the person who drew the knife did not hesitate at all, and even used a lot of force, fearing that this knife would not achieve the perfect beheading effect.

It would not be beautiful if it was cut in half and got stuck in the cavity bone.

However, reality is always full of helpless cruelty, and the knife got stuck after all.

It was not stuck around the neck, but was held in the hand of the young girl in front of him who seemed to be powerless.

A big question mark appeared on the Fuso warrior’s forehead.

what's the situation?
Even if it was snatching a sword with bare hands, it was still a little different from what he imagined.

What good woman can hold the blade of a knife with five fingers?

However, before he could react, Li Mumu's other hand had already approached him.

Five slender fingers easily inserted into his face, the Fuso warrior's eyes exploded on the spot, and then his entire facial skin was torn off by the claw.

The fingers slid down his throat and tore at his arms, causing him to involuntarily relax his grip. The next moment, the samurai sword in his hand was taken away by the other party.

The black-robed monk standing behind stared at Li Mumu's fierce and sharp claw skills with a dull look, and exclaimed in surprise: "Yakita Dance of Heaven! You are the divine priestess under the seat of Master Wanhua!"

Li Mumu didn't understand what he said, but the ninjas did. Some of them dropped their weapons to the ground and began to tremble.

Some people were panicked, while others were furious and threw out their sickles to hook Li Mumu's hands and feet.

Tsk tsk...this isn't the kind of ninja I imagined.

Shouldn't a real ninja summon a giant toad after making hand seals?
Li Mumu leaned forward to avoid the sickle that was attacking him, supported himself with one hand and flew to the ninja closest to him, then held the knife with both hands and slashed from bottom to top.

Blood splattered.

"spread!"

The black-robed monk shouted, "Don't let her strike with the sword!"

This time, not only Li Mumu, but even the ninjas didn’t understand what he meant.

However, they soon experienced firsthand what sword power was.

After killing the first ninja, Li Mumu swung the blade, and the blood on the blade flew directly to another ninja, splashing on his face and blocking his vision. Li Mumu's blade followed closely, slashing down at a faster speed.

Is it weird that I, a professional VR gamer, can use a katana? I can do smooth combos even if you give me a bug flute.

Li Mumu herself did not think that this was anything worthy of praise. Even if she put aside the evil secret techniques she learned after traveling through time, she was also a professional player who was proficient in all kinds of long and short weapons.

A real-world warrior may train every day, but may not get a chance to fight once a year. VR gamers can play as long as they want, and can even play matches, ranking matches, and ladder matches...

Now all that’s left is for the monster’s blood to turn red.

With just their simple equipment, Li Mumu didn't even take them as real people.

Li Mumu herself didn't think anything of it, but in the eyes of those Fuso ninjas it was a terrifying scene.

Eight consecutive slashes!

From the moment the woman grabbed the knife, she turned into a stream of light and used a terrifying knife technique that they had never seen before. It could be said that she could almost kill one person with one step, and her speed was getting faster and faster.

It was like treating the human body as a sheath for the Iai Slash. Every strike was to increase the speed of the next strike. In the end, their eyes could no longer distinguish them, and they had no power to resist. When she came to her senses, nine bodies, including the Fuso warrior at the beginning, had fallen behind her!

Li Mumu stopped and breathed rapidly.

I sprained my lumbar spine.

It was the first time that this body used a samurai sword in this world. It was inevitable that some errors would occur when breathing because this body did not have the corresponding muscle memory.

This is based on the premise that the body's flexibility has been greatly enhanced.

Don't pretend to be cool, or you'll be struck by lightning. The ancients were right.

He was only concerned with looking cool, without knowing when to stop, and now he's doomed.

Could it be that my, Li Mumu’s, fame will be ruined here, and will the familiar Muzan story begin next?

Just as she was sighing in her heart, the ninjas threw smoke bombs one after another. In an instant, the whole street was filled with white fog, and the air was filled with the smell of pepper and sulfur.

Li Mumu quickly held her breath, fearing that the other party had mixed some suspicious ingredients with special purposes into the smoke bomb.

However, the other party's footsteps quickly moved away, without any intention of lingering.

Li Mumu held his breath for two and a half minutes until the smoke cleared, then he discovered that all the Fuso ninjas, along with the black-robed monks, had fled, not even bothering to collect the bodies of their companions.

Fortunately, fortunately, no matter what, these people were scared away.

Li Mumu moved her feet with difficulty, leaned against the wall on the street and sat down softly, holding her waist and grimacing.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…

…………

The black-robed monk sat down on the ground and turned to look behind him in shock: "She really didn't catch up?"

"Probably not." The accompanying ninja whispered, "Master Yoshiwara, how are we going to explain to Master Hanyu how many soldiers and generals we have lost when we return?"

"How do I explain?"

The black-robed monk stared at the stupid ninja with his eyes wide open. "That's the Goddess of the Imperial Palace! How are you going to explain to her when she comes here in person? We are lucky to be alive and breathing! Even the eight hundred Guanyins cannot match her, what can we do?"

At this point, tears started to flow from his eyes. "I just came out to kidnap someone, how could I encounter such a terrifying thing? I should have thought of it earlier. Even if she is a noble lady from a wealthy family in Ming Dynasty, she can't have a ghost servant to serve her..."

The ninja was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The legend of the Goddess of the Imperial Palace is too illusory. Lord Hanyu will not believe you and will only blame us for our incompetence."

"Then activate the backup plan!"

The black-robed monk gritted his teeth and said, "Although Tianmen is a place with many hidden dragons and crouching tigers, it is impossible for every household to be a deity. We can just find another one to make up the number. Anyway, Lord Hanyu just wants a bait."

Ten minutes later, the Fuso ninja knocked on the door of a civilian's house.

The girl on the bed woke up from her dream and saw her parents hanging from the beams. She subconsciously wanted to scream, but her mouth was blocked by a rag. Then her hands and feet were held down, and she could not move no matter how she struggled.

The men in black who broke into her house roughly pulled one of her arms apart and placed it on the bed, then picked up the hatchet behind the door and chopped it down hard.

He casually twisted the girl's neck, stripped her clothes and put them into a sack. A ninja picked up the severed hand on the ground and handed it to the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk shook his head and said, "This is too fake, who can tell... It's better to match it with a white jade bracelet."

(End of this chapter)