Naruto Ninja Master

Beckman, who was originally on the sixth floor of "Infinite Hell", jumped up, and his body fell through the dust-free tunnel, and was easily kicked to the fourth floor!

"Whoosh!"

Just at this moment, a long and narrow slash roared, and the blood-colored light was extremely evil. Before the slash had touched, he felt the evil energy rushing into his mind, affecting the sanity of people and the four.

The object to be swallowed is Wuchen.

"What's your reason for challenging me?" To stop chasing Beckman, Wuchen put his hands in his pockets, looked at the tall figure in the dark, and said indifferently.

Following Wuchen's line of sight, you can see the desolate and cold figure with pure intent to kill, wearing the official uniform of advancing the city, holding an evil big sword in his hand, a thick cigar in his mouth, and his expression is unruly. .

It's Shiryu of Rain!

"Buzzing..."

The roar full of calamity suddenly sounded, and the crisp chirping with an endless bloody smell melted into the air, and the air that breathed into the ears and nose was full of blood, and the stench was disgusting.

That artifact that trembled and uttered monstrous murderous intent was exactly the sword in the hands of Shiliu of the Rain—Second Generation Onitou!

"As you can see, it led me to come to you. It can make it feel afraid. You should be a very powerful opponent." He raised the quaint sword in his hand, and looked at the dust-free eyes frantically, Shiliu of the Rain was full of raging .

The indifferent eyes didn't look at Shiliu, Wuchen didn't talk to him, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"boom!"

The wall in the distance burst, and a large deep pit appeared. Looking around, it was Shiliu of Rain, who was deeply immersed in it. He was so disheartened that he stared at Wuchen angrily, not expecting that he would attack.

This look of wanting to smash Wuchen into ten thousand pieces, obviously did not expect him to suddenly attack.

"I hope to fight with you like a swordsman, not to compete with fists and kicks." Shiliu of the Rain said coldly, holding back his anger, with scarlet eyes.

Hearing this, Wuchen just sneered all over his face, looked at him from a bird's-eye angle with cold eyes, and his cold voice resounded in the dark space where his fingers could not be seen.

In a word, Shiliu of Rain, who was already furious, was completely set on fire.

"There are people who are worthy of my sword. One thing is worth affirming. It's definitely not you... I want me to draw a sword and fight against you... This is just your self-deception. Do you think you are qualified?"

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Chapter 550 Are you a qualified swordsman? 【First Update】

With his eyes locked on Wuchen, Shiliu of the Rain was originally a murderous person, and it was because of the arbitrary execution of prisoners that he was elevated from the original long-term caretaker to a prisoner.

"Chong!"

Without hesitation, he pulled out the scabbard, and the sharp blade was exposed in the dark space. The bone-piercing low temperature was even more indifferent, and the existence of ice slag could be faintly captured in the air flowing around.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

With the second-generation Guiche all out of the body, Shiliu of the Rain's temperament changed greatly. His body was emitting a strange purple demonic aura, which was extremely evil, and the rich purple light was almost substantive, as if it was the source of "evil". Contamination will make you lose yourself.

The only difference is that compared to the existence of the first-generation ghost in Wuchen's "Treasure of the King", the density of demonic energy is not even comparable to that of the first-generation ghost.

With this murderous awe-inspiring appearance, it is not difficult to see that Wuchen has completely ignited the hidden flame in Shiliu of Rain's heart.

Witnessing Shiliu of Rain's ferocity soaring into the sky, Wuchen was unmoved, as if remembering the past, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he turned a deaf ear to Shiliu's fierceness.

"You should have read that letter. What is the answer?"

Back then, when Hawkeye and Doflamingo invaded the Pushing City, they were carrying dust-free envelopes, and the object of the transfer was Shiliu the Rain on the sixth floor of Pushing City.

Hearing this, Shiliu of the Rain's invincible aura suddenly stagnated, and then he suddenly realized that there was still such a thing, and the purple demonic cloak he was wearing also quickly receded.

"Chong!"

The second-generation ghost who forcibly pulled out the scabbard retracted the scabbard again, the scarlet murderous intent in his eyes was replaced by the color of suspicion, and Shiliu of Rain had an incredible expression on his face.

I am deeply suspicious of the contents of Wuchen's envelope. A person who lives in the current society, talking to you about the world in ten years, everyone thinks that he is abnormal, he pondered for a while, and the eyes of Shiliu of the Rain appeared hesitant. The contents of the dust envelope were a fantasy to him.

"Not like the grandstanding type."

Quietly staring at Wuchen, Xiliu of the Rain said thoughtfully in his heart, thinking of Wuchen's unfathomable strength, his uncertain eyes turned firm. In this world where the strong are respected, the strength of Xeon is the only kingly way.

After hesitating for a moment, Shiliu of the Rain still chose to believe in strength. In this world, only a big fist can act recklessly, and a small fist can only be passively beaten!

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you can win against me, everything is easy to say. If not, please do it yourself." With the thick cigar in his mouth, Shiliu of Rain said expressionlessly and indifferently.

Throwing away the cigar in his mouth, Shiliu Yuzhi carefully felt the thick and mellow taste in his mouth. His mouth was slightly open, and he was about to breathe out a smoke ring leisurely, when a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, reflecting on him. The pupil of the whole person.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The surface burst with a bang, and the dense cracks extended like spider webs, swallowing the surrounding ground and splashing smoke and dust several meters high.

A hazy figure was looming in Chen's eyes, and it was not difficult to see from the tender outline of the human body that it was definitely not Shiliu of the Rain.

"You, you bastard!"

Shiliu of the Rain, whose skin was already rough and black, was even more unbearable at the moment, and his old face was blackened, like a black pot that had been used for many years, as gloomy as coal.

"Cough cough cough..."

Wuchen suddenly attacked, and the smoke ring that had not been spit out also entered the abdomen again, pouring into the depths of the heart, Shiliu of the Rain coughed violently uncontrollably, his old face almost turned green, and he was indignant.

I don't even have the knife to draw a knife, you make a sneak attack, do you want to be ashamed?Do you have the air of being a swordsman? !

The eyes sharp as knives stared at Wuchen, and the cold light from the blast made people shudder, and the skin could feel a burning pain when they looked at each other.