Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 242 The Tang Clan's Foundation

But just as he stood up, Aoyama suddenly raised his head, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, and hurriedly reached out to push his younger brother away.

"Walk!!!"

Whoosh! ! !
The next moment, a red light flashed, and a beautiful woman in a red kimono suddenly appeared behind Qingfeng. A strange red rose was tattooed on her fair face, and her name was Red Butterfly.

In his hand was a red dagger, the blade of which faintly emitted a red glow.

Qingfeng reacted the moment he heard his brother's voice. He was stunned for a moment, and the black dagger slipped from his sleeve and was quickly swung out.

Keng! ! !
The red dagger blocked the hand dagger at an extremely tricky angle.

"If you were in good condition, it would have been quite a struggle, but now it has saved me a lot of trouble."

A gentle voice rang out, and then her fair wrist spun, radiating a bright red light and suddenly increasing in power, overwhelming the black hand spikes in one fell swoop.

Then, the blade spun and swiftly sliced ​​across Qingfeng's neck.

Bah! ! !
Fresh blood gushed out, splashing forward, some of it staining the red-clad woman's clothes.

His body quickly stiffened, and he fell straight down.

Having lost his support, Qingshan lost his balance and plummeted downwards.

His younger brother was killed before his eyes, yet there was no sadness in his eyes, not even a ripple of emotion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he slightly moved his lips and suddenly spat out something to the woman in red.

Whoosh! ! !
A thin black needle shot straight toward the opponent's forehead at incredible speed.

As a disciple of the Tang Clan, he naturally possessed unexpected hidden weapons, a move that even the expert in the white suit couldn't force out.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly relaxed Red Butterfly had anticipated this. She shifted her body slightly backward and then used the momentum to gently deflect the deadly attack with her red dagger.

The black needle flew rapidly through the air before piercing a tree trunk not far away.

After doing all this, Qingshan's eyes darkened, and he suddenly lost all strength, collapsing to the ground, utterly powerless to resist.

The fight with the young man in the suit had already exhausted a lot of his Qi and left him seriously injured. Now, his desperate struggle had taken an even greater toll on his mental energy, and even his consciousness was starting to become somewhat hazy.

Seeing this, Red Butterfly didn't hesitate any longer. She raised the red dagger in her hand and swung it casually.

A red blade of light flashed out, piercing straight through Qingshan's body and taking his life.

After doing all this, Red Butterfly crouched down, took the purple box from behind Green Wind, and slowly opened it.

There, the demonic sword lay silently, emitting a strange and eerie light. Its sharp blade gleamed coldly, sending chills down one's spine.

Even though the soul residing inside had been completely destroyed by Chen Feng, the nature of the demon sword remained unchanged and it would still control the user.

"Is this the demon sword from back then? It is indeed amazing. It seems that our trip was worthwhile."

Suddenly, a burly man dressed in black, with white hair and standing nine feet tall, slowly emerged from the distant forest.

He spoke in fluent Japanese.

Red Butterfly nodded, put away the purple box, glanced at the corpses of her two companions on the ground, and her expression was not good.

"I just didn't expect that our late arrival would lead to their deaths here. These two Tang Clan experts truly live up to their reputation. This time we launched a surprise attack, but we still didn't gain the slightest advantage."

"Moreover, we have been collecting intelligence on the Tang Clan for years and know the methods of its disciples very well. Even so, we still lost two people."

At this point, Hongdie's fair face grew somewhat somber.

The two who died were among the best of the team; otherwise, they wouldn't have been sent on this mission at such risk. But no one expected that they would still die here despite having intelligence.

Their branch originated from the remnants of the Biheren clan from back then.

During the battle at the Heavenly Cave, one elder refused to seek revenge against the Tang Clan, because such an action would be meaningless and would only increase casualties.

However, most of the Hiei ninja at the time still harbored thoughts of revenge, and some extremists even believed that the elder had betrayed Ono-sensei's faith and should no longer serve as a Hiei ninja.

Under these circumstances, the elder became utterly disheartened, realizing that their paths had diverged.

After discussing with the newly appointed ninja leader, Nichiriki, he left with several ninja members.

From that point on, they went their separate ways completely.

The elder distanced himself from the war and went into hiding with a few ninja.

They became the hidden spies in the shadows...

Red Butterfly sighed softly, a hint of melancholy appearing in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"I'm curious, do you think what we did was right or wrong? The elders warned our predecessors that they hoped we would completely forget our hatred and survive here properly."

"Now, we have broken our original agreement and killed people without authorization, just for this broken demon sword? With the Tang Clan's current strength, we are afraid we will be used as pawns."

The information about this demonic sword was given to them by a mysterious person.

She had objected when the matter was first discussed, but to her surprise, the others were unwilling to let the opportunity pass and most of them agreed.

There was no other way but to implement it in the end.

The burly man snorted coldly, his face grim: "Indeed, the elder did say such a thing, but don't forget that his last wish was to find the Demon Blade."

"Now that we have the opportunity to fulfill that final wish, how can we, the younger generation, fear death?!"

He was a radical figure who remained dissatisfied with the defeat in the war and was eager to make new achievements.

Upon hearing these pointed words, Red Butterfly immediately felt dissatisfied.

“I am not afraid of death, none of us are afraid of death, but I wonder if it is worth it to gamble with these people’s lives to find such a broken demon sword. I really don’t want to.”

"But since things have come to this, I have nothing more to say. Didn't you already contact those ninjas in the island nation? Let's leave it at that. But I want to make it clear beforehand that after this matter, I will have nothing to do with you anymore. Don't come to me for anything in the future."

She herself was unwilling to do this kind of thing, but due to certain rules of Bihe Ninja, Red Butterfly had no choice.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to compromise and reach some kind of agreement.

Once this is done, she can live peacefully on this continent and marry that person and have children in peace...

The ninjas currently hiding on the mainland are divided into two factions: one is the radical faction, which wants to use the demon sword to return to the island nation and reclaim the territory that the Hiei ninja once belonged to; the other is the conservative faction, which advocates forgetting hatred, severing all previous ties, and living peacefully on this land like the mainlanders.

Ultimately, the two parties reached an agreement that after this matter, they would go their separate ways and have no further connection.

The burly man nodded and said in a deep voice, "Alright, we won't break our promise. Let's leave now. The people who are supposed to meet us have been waiting at the border for a long time."

"The people from Tang Sect and the company may have sensed that something is wrong. To prevent any unexpected changes, let's leave now."

They had already reached an agreement with the local Higanbana ninja to escort the demon sword together.

Then, the burly man took out several bottles of medicine and dripped them onto the corpses present.

The next moment, crimson flames burst into flame, quickly burning all the corpses present to ashes.

Having done all this, the two of them disappeared without hesitation and left the place.

Instantly, the once noisy jungle returned to its usual tranquility. All the corpses had completely disappeared, and only the wreckage of the car was still burning with flames.

I don't know how much time passed, whoosh!
Several whooshing sounds came from the air, and three skilled fighters dressed in white appeared there; they were all members of the Tang Clan.

After not receiving any messages from Qingshan and Qingfeng for a long time, the three skilled individuals in the vicinity received the information and came to investigate.

After carefully examining the scene, a pale-faced, thin man leaped up, reached out, and gently touched the spot where Qingshan and Qingfeng had died, then sniffed it lightly.

A cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he immediately said, "Yes, that's right. Qingshan and Qingfeng died here, and even their bodies were destroyed."

Most disciples of the Tang Clan practice the sect's unique skills, but they are not prohibited from learning other skills.

Therefore, many people possess a unique skill that facilitates assassination.

Upon hearing this, a slightly shorter man standing nearby cursed angrily, his expression turning rather grim.

"They're really bastards. How dare they kill members of our Tang Clan in broad daylight? Aren't they the bastards from the Quanxing Sect?"

He had a very good relationship with Qingshan and Qingfeng, and they had worshipped the patriarch together. Their friendship was deep, but now that his remains have been lost, how can this not make people angry?

The last man, with long, black hair, was more composed and carefully scanned the group.

"To be able to kill the two Green Mountain brothers, it seems that the attacker is quite strong. Moreover, the demon sword is lost. You all know what this sword means, right? If the enemy is after the demon sword, then their identity information is quite simple."

The Qingshan and Qingfeng brothers were both quite skilled, considered among the best in their class. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been sent to escort the demon sword. It's unexpected that they were killed today...

The Demon Blade is known to most members of the Tang Clan as to its origin and significance.

The pale, thin man raised an eyebrow, then nodded: "That's right, it seems to be those nails from back then. I originally thought that after decades, they would all be dead by now."

"I didn't expect it to be exposed again today. Perfect, let's take this opportunity to remove these hidden nails."

Without hesitation, he channeled his inner energy into his nose, and with a gentle sniff, the surrounding scents instantly entered his senses.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked in one direction.

"Found them. Although the scent has faded, we can still smell it. They've headed towards the border. Let's go, let's catch up with them."

Just as the three were about to make a move, several more whooshing sounds came from the air.

The leader was Zhang Wang, who was leading Ma Long and several other newly emerging outer disciples.

Upon seeing Zhang Wang, the three of them were taken aback and greeted him.

"Uncle Wang, what brings you here?"

Zhang Wang's face was terribly gloomy at this moment, and his tone was not good.

"It's those damn Japanese devils again. I didn't expect them to reveal themselves after hiding for so long. Tang Ming just sent a signal saying that the demon sword was stolen. We used various methods to detect the thief. It was a descendant of Hira Ninja from back then."

"The gatekeeper has already led his men to the border. At the same time, Tang Shan has also led his experts to the border to intercept them. Tang Hou, can't you smell the scent? Go and lead us to catch up."

After saying this, Zhang Wang paused, a cold glint appearing in his eyes.

"This time, we must pull out all these hidden spies."

Without further hesitation, the group used their movement techniques and rushed towards the direction Tang Hou had indicated at an extremely fast speed.

This action startled the birds in the forest, causing them to take flight...

Meanwhile, the news quietly reached the hands of those who were interested.

The Lü family ancestral hall.

Lu Ci looked at the intelligence in his hand, his face extremely ugly. He snorted coldly and slammed his hand on the table.

"What were the Tang Clan and the company people doing? They actually let the demon sword be stolen by those little devils lurking in the shadows! Ha, they're more trouble than they're worth, how laughable!!"

As the patriarch of the Lü family, he was intelligent and resourceful, and he would never get angry easily over trivial matters.

But this matter is different; it concerns the demonic sword and his own Achilles' heel. Back then, his elder brother, Lü Ren, was beheaded by this very demonic sword.

Now, the descendants of Bihe Ren dare to steal the demon sword, which has thoroughly enraged the mad dog Lü Ci.

Lu Zhong, who was standing nearby, knew some of what had happened back then. Seeing his father so angry, he couldn't help but try to comfort him:

"Dad, don't be angry. In my opinion, this is a good thing. It's not good for these Japanese devils to stay hidden on the mainland. We can take this opportunity to lure them out and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

Lu Xiao nodded in agreement, adding, "That's right, Dad. Don't worry, we know the Tang Clan's methods. They're more than capable of dealing with these Japanese devils."

"Besides, we have the company's best people, so we don't need to worry about this kind of thing."

Despite this advice, Lü Ci was not satisfied, and narrowed his remaining eye.

"What do you know! If Sect Leader Chen Feng were there, I naturally wouldn't have to worry. With his abilities, dealing with these beasts would be a piece of cake. But to be honest, I don't quite believe in the strength of the rest."

"Alright, Lü Zhong, you take a few of the best fighters from your clan and come with me. If the Tang Clan can handle it, then let it go. If they can't, then lend a hand to prevent any unforeseen circumstances."

Lu Zhong possesses two abilities: the Bright Soul Technique and the Ruyi Force, and is highly valued by his father, Lu Ci.

Just as he was about to go down, Lü Ci suddenly remembered something, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh, and bring Xiao Huan along too. This time, I'm going to wipe these beasts out completely..."

(End of this chapter)