Chapter 227: Higashi Ninja Head
Even though Qin Che had vision far superior to that of ordinary people, he could no longer see the other party's position in this deep and dark cave.

But fortunately, this cave is very spacious and quiet, and any slight sound can be heard even if a pin drop is heard.

Following the other person's receding figure, Qin Che was barely able to keep up with the monk.

The deeper he went, the more Qin Che felt the extraordinary nature of this stone cave. Although he was clearly walking deep into the mountains, the air around him did not feel damp at all.

On the contrary, it is very comfortable, the surrounding atmosphere is not stale, but very refreshing
This is probably another qi bureau, but this qi bureau is buried deep in Changbai Mountain, affecting the entire mountain range. This huge cave seems to be formed naturally, without any trace of artificial excavation.

Qin Che followed the man and the beast and walked about one kilometer forward. Suddenly, there was a faint light in the cave.

The space of the entire cave became much larger, and there was obviously a stone cave in the front.

With Qin Chexiu's physique, these faint lights were enough for him to see all the details around him.

But at the same time, the figures of the man and the beast suddenly disappeared. They should have stopped moving. For some reason, even the Dongyuan Observation Technique could not accurately find the location of these two guys.

This made Qin Che somewhat uneasy.

But he couldn't hesitate at this moment, as he didn't know the environment inside at all. If he hesitated for a moment, and the other party did something in advance, or successfully got rid of Qin Che, it would be even more troublesome.

So we can only keep moving forward.

Suddenly, Qin Che had an idea and stopped abruptly. At the moment Qin Che stopped, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was an extremely intricately carved iron needle, which was much thicker than an ordinary steel needle.

As Qin Che deliberately avoided it, the steel needle was directly nailed into the rock wall. However, Qin Che noticed something strange at this moment. There was Qi flowing in the steel needle. This was a magic weapon!
Sure enough, the steel needles on the rock wall were covered with cracks and burst open instantly.

Countless threads that were so thin that they were almost invisible burst out, densely gathered into a ball, and spread out to the surroundings. Countless threads danced wildly, and each thread was blessed with Qi and was extremely sharp. Even the rocks were cut in an instant, almost cut into powder.

The stone ground within a radius of several feet with the steel needle as the center was covered with lines scattered in clusters.

Every inch of space is carefully cut into small pieces.

After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and two figures emerged from not far away.

One is a black-robed monk holding a bowl, and the other is a weasel covered in blood-red aura and full of murderous intent.

In this state, it is a little bigger than before, and its fangs and claws are flashing like steel knives, ready to choose its prey.

"Done?" Huang San looked at the place covered by the silk thread in the steel needle, and it was empty.

The black-robed monk did not say much, and his expression could not be seen clearly under the iron mask.

"No, I don't know where he escaped to. I can't find his scent."

The black-robed monk responded.

"This kid is a bit troublesome. He won't run away, will he?" Huang San's tone was full of resentment.

"No, something is coming!" Before the black-robed monk finished speaking, strange doors appeared on all four sides, and Qin Che's figure jumped out from the ground. The moment the fine silk thread exploded, Qin Che had already opened the strange door and dived into the ground.

"Li, Chi Lian!" Qin Che exhaled lightly, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared in his hand. The flame danced on his fingertips, vividly, like a fire snake, rushing out and rushing straight towards the black-robed monk.

The black-robed monk was not too panicked. He gently pushed the iron bowl in his hand, and the surrounding area was instantly covered with protective light.

The escaping light was layered, rippling outwards like the tide, protecting it tightly inside. No matter how hard Chi Lian tried, he could not penetrate it.

"I stole this from Shitennoji Temple in Osaka with great difficulty. It was made on the orders of Prince Shotoku during the Nara period. I dare not use it rashly in Yingzhou, for fear that it would be discovered in my hands. It is one of the most powerful magic weapons in Japan. If we are talking about protection alone, it is the strongest!" said the black-robed monk with some pride.

"The most powerful magic weapon?" Qin Che thought about the words of the black-robed monk, sneered, clenched his fist and suddenly smashed at the black-robed monk.

With a dull thud, ripples appeared on the black-robed monk's body. Qin Che's fist power was dissipated layer by layer and could not penetrate at all.

Then Qin Che's fist speed became faster and faster, and fist shadows flew everywhere, but he still couldn't penetrate the defense at all, and only made the monk retreat a few steps.

In the past, whenever Qin Che encountered protective magic weapons, even those made by Ma Xianhong, he could defeat them. It was not even a difficult task for Qin Che.

But at this moment, this thing actually gave Qin Che the feeling that he couldn't break through.

A scarlet figure passed by behind him, and Qin Che turned around to fight back. It was the weasel. Blood mist and a bloody smell filled the air, and it grabbed Qin Che's neck with one claw.

But Qin Che turned around very quickly, grabbed one of the weasel's front legs, and with his other hand, he grabbed another one and was about to tear it alive.

Just now, Qin Che blew up the protective barrier of the black-robed monk, but to no avail, causing this weasel to mistakenly believe that he could also fight with Qin Che.

But when he really faced Qin Che, he found that their speed and strength were not on the same level. In Qin Che's opinion, this weasel had flaws all over its body.

At this moment, he began to struggle frantically in Qin Che's hands, and the black-robed monk also seized the opportunity to attack Qin Che.

Qin Che grabbed the weasel and threw it at the black-robed monk. With a bang, the weasel fell on the protective light and was bounced several feet away.

He screamed in pain.

Qin Che took advantage of the situation and threw another punch. The tip of his fist created ripples on the barrier, but the next moment Qin Che was stunned.

His eyes fell on the bowl, which contained thick and sticky black liquid floating in it, but at this time, it seemed to be less than at the beginning.

"Finally found it?" the black-robed monk said proudly.

“This magic weapon consumes not you but the things inside the bowl. With such strong soul fluctuations, is there a complete soul inside?” Qin Che guessed.

The black-robed monk noticed that Qin Che had seen through the problem. Not only was there no panic on his face, but he was full of pride. He chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, that's right. And do you know whose souls are in here? They were all collected from your land over the years. As long as they are not completely destroyed, there will be no loopholes in the protection of my magic weapon.

I admit that you are very strong, and I underestimated you. With your ability, it is possible to use up all these souls in a very short time, but do you really want to do this? Can you hear their wailing?"

When the black-robed monk said this, his tone had become somewhat distorted, full of malicious sarcasm.

Qin Che's offensive also stopped at this moment. He could no longer attack as recklessly and fiercely as before.

Seeing that Qin Che's attack had slowed down, the black-robed monk snorted and shouted to the weasel, "Leave this guy to me, you...go get the things!"

The weasel had been hiding in the dark, preparing to launch a sneak attack on Qin Che, but when it heard what the black-robed monk said, it immediately understood, left Qin Che and the black-robed monk behind, and rushed deeper into the area. Qin Che didn't know what they were talking about, but now he understood that he must not let these people succeed.

Qin Che kicked out with a whip-like kick, kicking the monk several feet away, and then changed his target again to chase after the weasel.

The weasel was now several times larger in size, with a strong blood energy surging all over his body, making it easy to track him. However, he was agile and obviously a wily old fox, so it would take some time to catch him.

Suddenly, Qin Che felt a chill coming from behind him again. The black-robed monk behind him caught up with him again.

There was no need to look back, he immediately dodged and retreated. Ding ding ding, several hidden weapons were shot out and pierced into the stone wall.

The black-robed monk has a large number of hidden weapons of various kinds. Although they are not tricky to deal with, they are indeed annoying.

While Qin Che was dodging this wave of hidden weapon attacks, the weasel under his feet once again escaped Qin Che's capture.

The black-robed monk behind him was chasing closely and approaching Qin Che.

"You little thing, you are chasing your Third Master like this, do you want to eat his fart?" the weasel said angrily.

The yellow-skinned creature's belly swelled suddenly, and then a large ball of yellow gas was discharged.

Qin Che held his breath, seized the opportunity, and rushed into the stench.

He grabbed the yellow-skinned creature by the scruff of its neck and strangled its spine. After all, it was just a small beast. No matter how long it practiced, its fighting ability would not be very outstanding.

The aura around Qin Che shook, and the yellow aura around him dissipated, revealing Qin Che holding the yellow leather bag in his hand.

Qin Che then pushed Huang San against the wall and punched the yellow fox's head hard, embedding the entire yellow fox into the wall. The yellow fox immediately stopped moving.

The black-robed monk also caught up at this moment, his body leaned back suddenly, the mouth of the iron mask suddenly opened, and a dagger-like hidden weapon suddenly shot out of his mouth.

Qin Che sensed the surging aura from the hidden weapon and could only temporarily avoid the attack and retreat.

When the black-robed monk saw Qin Che retreating, he hurriedly approached the rock wall and grabbed the yellow skin from it.

He asked worriedly, "Hey. Are you okay? You guy."

After the monk shook it vigorously a few times, he realized that the yellow-skinned beast was still breathing, and he felt relieved. This kind of beast is very tough, and as long as it is still breathing, it will not die for a while.

The yellow-skinned man recovered quickly, opened his eyes, and saw the monk at first sight. He immediately said in panic, "Run, monk! That man left something on me!"

"Thing? What?" The black-robed monk was puzzled, and the yellow-skinned man burst into intense talisman light all over his body, and lines of talismans appeared on Huang San's body.

The spell, flashing with faint blue light, spread rapidly along the yellow-skinned man's body toward the black-robed monk.

As natural as the flow of water.

Just now when Qin Che was attacking the yellow-skinned man, he had already engraved talismans on his body with the Tongtian Talisman.

What he was waiting for was the black-robed monk to come and rescue the yellow-skinned man. Otherwise, with Qin Che's fighting power, if the yellow-skinned man fell into his hands, he would be killed with just a few punches, so there was no way he would be able to wait for the black-robed monk to rescue him.

Because he was facing Huang San at the moment, the black-robed monk did not activate his protective magic weapon.

And it was he who took the initiative to arrest Huang San.

The curse pattern spread to his entire body in an instant.

Qin Che suddenly turned back at this moment, ran straight to the black-robed monk, and punched him with such a fast speed that there was a sonic boom.

The black-robed monk hurriedly activated the bowl, but found that talisman light was lit up all around him, and even patterns had spread to the bowl. Everything was locked, and his connection with the bowl was completely cut off.

The protective device cannot be activated!

In a panic, the monk held the weasel in front of him without hesitation.

"What are you doing, you Japanese devil?"

Before the yellow-skinned man could finish his words, Qin Che's fist had already arrived.

In an instant, the fist force condensed into substance, and it smashed down like a mad dragon, smashing through the man and the beast at the same time.

Debris flew all over the sky, the weasel was instantly smashed into meat paste, and the monk had no protective magic weapon, so he was instantly pierced by Qin Che.

The body was smashed into two parts with the chest as the point.

With one punch, the enemy in front of him was completely crushed, but Qin Che was stunned on the spot.

The weasel was pierced through the body by fists and debris, and it looked like it had completely lost all life.

The black-robed monk was also smashed to pieces by Qin Che's punch, and a hole was directly opened in his chest, but what was exposed was not flesh and blood, but mechanisms and wood chips.

This black-robed monk is just a puppet!
Qin Che lifted up the iron mask, and it seemed that some hidden weapon mechanism was triggered. Hidden weapons were shot out with clanging sounds, and all kinds of things were in a mess, but they had no power anymore.

Qin Che waved his hands away repeatedly.

There was a mess of mechanisms under the mask. It could be seen that the materials used for this puppet were very exquisite and rare, and each set of mechanisms was a magical tool that had been individually refined.

At this moment, Qin Che finally remembered that he had found this man strange before. He had a weird posture and was covered with hidden weapons. He almost never showed his close combat ability. No wonder, it turned out to be a magic weapon.

Although this mechanism is expensive, its flexibility and combat effectiveness cannot be compared with the puppets made by the Divine Machine Bailian. If Ma Xianhong were given the same budget and materials, he might be able to build a legion of white puppets.

However, there was still something that surprised Qin Che, that was that there was no operator around this puppet, and the puppet had been acting alone from beginning to end. It was precisely because of this that Qin Che did not think of it as a puppet.

"Who is that person?" Qin Che muttered to himself as he looked at the puppet.

"Hehe, guess! What a pity, after all, it's just a puppet and many of my methods cannot be used. Otherwise, I would definitely make you suffer!" The puppet that had been broken into two pieces suddenly made a sound.

His core had not yet completely broken down, and the next moment Qin Che stepped on it, and the core shattered.

On the other side of the ocean, in Yingzhou, Bihe Mountain, a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes.

The wrestler who was protecting him looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Is it over, Mr. Kondo?"

"No, I lost, hehe." The man looked haggard, like a hanged evil ghost, with a sinister smile on his face.

The wrestler was a little surprised and didn't know what to say. In his impression, this gentleman, or the current ninja head of Higashiyama, Kondo Takuya, had never failed.

But after all, it was just a puppet, and it was so far away that Mr. Kondo could not exert his full strength.

Kondo narrowed his eyes slightly and prepared to act again: "Fortunately, there are still one or two 'soldier puppets' over there that can be used. Although the quality is a little poor, it is enough to play with him. If there is any news about the demon sword, remember to wake me up."

(End of this chapter)

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