The Hidden Mist Blacksmith, forging the glory of the Ninja Sword Style!

This provoked the bamboo cat.

Even though the Taketori Neko knew that Taketori Hikaru was saying that on purpose, the Taketori Neko still couldn't control herself.

Protecting the village is the ninja way of the Kaguya (Tankori Neko).

A stronger aura than before erupted from the Bamboo Cat, and its movements became much faster, as if it ignored its injuries.

"It seems I was right."

Taketori Hikaru snorted coldly.

"You really are a brainless traitor, betraying your family and joining the village, disregarding even blood ties and killing your own relatives. You think you're so great?"

"Just because you got a ninja sword, you think you're that strong?"

"I am above you!"

"Let me use this thunder blade in my hand to annihilate you!"

"It makes you realize that there are differences not only between people."

There are differences between different ninja swords.

“Back when I was part of the Bamboo Clan, I was stronger than you.”

"The Thunder Blade in my hand will be stronger than the Dragon Bone in yours!"

"The ninja sword forged by that young blacksmith was just using a trick."

"Kiriichi's ability to use words greatly reduces his threat level once his information is exposed."

"The Blue Rose Sword may seem to grant one an Ice Release bloodline limit, but what about its strength?"

"And this dragon bone in your hand, it's no threat at all unless you get close."

"It's all thanks to that old man from the third generation who still values ​​that blacksmith so much."

"I'm so glad I got the Thunder Blade."

"It's not the ninja swords that are weak, but the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist."

"In my hands, this Thunder Blade is far superior to the one in Black Hoe Raiya's hands!"

"I'll show you the true power of the Thunder Blade!"

"You'll be ruined!"

Taketori Hikaru raised the thunder sword in his hand high.

"Lightning Release: Lightning Dragon's Tornado!"

The lightning almost materialized, taking the shape of a dragon.

It looks somewhat similar to a water dragon bullet.

However, the Cat of Bamboo could clearly sense that this ninjutsu was far more threatening than the Water Dragon Bullet.

It could even threaten one's own life.

"Can't force it!"

The bamboo cat watched the approaching thunder dragon and desperately took steps forward.

But it was too fast, the Thunder Dragon was too fast.

It's much faster than the speed of a cat catching bamboo shoots.

In an instant, it caught up with the bamboo cat, opened its blood-red maw, and bit down hard on the bamboo cat.

A massive amount of lightning power erupted from the Bamboo Cutter Cat.

"what!"

A wisp of black smoke drifted out from the bamboo cat.

Hikaru Taketori glanced indifferently at the fallen Taketori cat.

"Killing you is just the beginning. I will go back to the village, kill the Third Hokage, kill the blacksmith, and kill all the ninjas who have attacked the Kaguya clan."

The bamboo-cutter cat fell into a coma.

However, in the depths of my consciousness, I seemed to hear Taketori Hikaru's voice.

"No!"

"Absolutely not!"

"I have sacrificed so much and carried so much burden to stabilize the bamboo grove clan and the village. I will absolutely not allow you to destroy them!"

"I will not allow anyone to harm the village!"

A strong sense of resentment welled up in the heart of the bamboo cutter cat.

Just at this time.

A stream of blood flowed down Taketori Neko's arm and onto Ryukotsu's blade.

It had flowed before.

But this time, things seem to be different.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The cat felt as if a sound was resounding in its heart.

Immediately afterwards, my blood began to flow rapidly through my blood vessels.

My body started to feel hot.

The bamboo cat felt an unprecedented power.

"Pfft!"

White bones, growing wildly, pierced the muscles and skin of the bamboo thief cat.

All over the body.

The bamboo cutter cat has become like a hedgehog covered in white bone spurs.

Taketori Hikaru realized something was wrong and instinctively turned around.

"Crack!"

Then, Taketori Hikaru heard the sound of bones breaking in his neck.

The figure of the bamboo-cutting cat appeared behind him.

He slammed the dragon bone in his hand down hard on his own neck.

The bamboo cat is covered in white bones, which makes it look quite frightening.

Zhu Quguang's pupils contracted.

"The Corpse Bone Vein?"

"No, that's impossible!"

"How dare you, someone who betrayed the family, awaken the family's bloodline limit?"

The cat took another swipe of its blade, severing Hikaru's head completely.

"Who knows?"

The cat sheathed its sword, kicked down Hikaru's corpse, and then left at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind only corpses scattered all over the ground.

Before long, some Hidden Mist ninjas arrived.

"It's Taketori Hikaru and his group!"

"He was murdered!"

"The Thunder Blade is here!"

"851!"

"I'm still a little over 100 reputation points away from 1000."

"At this rate, it should arrive in a few days."

Uehara Shu's gaze fell upon the semi-transparent screen.

A figure walked towards the original cultivator.

"Minister Uehara."

"Arafune II."

"Minister Uehara, I have finished the scalpel. It adopts the same design you drew, with the handle and blade separated. This is the complete set. Please take a look."

As Huangchuan Er spoke, he handed over a box.

Uehara Osamu took it.

"Minister Uehara, how is it?"

Uehara Shu picked them up and checked them one by one.

“Great, no problem, the quality is excellent. Let’s send it directly to the medical department for Mayuko-senpai to see. The price will be as I mentioned before. If Mayuko-senpai has no problem with it, we’ll accept the order.”

"Yes, Minister."

Abandoned Ship Two has left.

He rowed a small boat and headed towards the medical department.

"Senior Mayuko."

A medical ninja brought Arafune II to Ringo Mayuko.

Ringo Mayuko opened.

"It's good, but it seems different from last time?"

“Senior Mayuko, this is our minister’s new design. This way, we can reduce costs. The one-piece design is too expensive, and the minister is worried that the injured can’t afford it.”

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant the forging process."