Chapter 3993 Not on the Same Level

Xiao Yi told Qinglong that he knew what was going on in Qinglong's mind. Although he could not figure out the identity of this person now, Xiao Yi guessed that this person must have a certain connection with the Xiao clan.

"Is this your friend?"

"no……"

"I thought when did you meet such a monster friend? If I had known that there was such a master, then why would I be afraid?"

Qinglong's legs were still trembling. The aura emanating from this man just now was truly terrifying. Standing here, he could feel where such a master came from.

Miyamoto Musashi watched helplessly as his subordinate died in less than a few breaths. Although he had already realized something in his heart, it was not easy to guess the identity of this person.

But he didn't expect it to be so terrifying. He had no intention of fighting now and was only thinking about how to escape. It was best to save his own life first before talking about anything else.

"Do you want to give it a try too?"

The young man in a bamboo hat turned around and stared at Miyamoto Musashi. Even after the bloody scene just now, his body was still clean, and his white robe was as white as snow.

Miyamoto Musashi drew out his katana and calmed himself down. If he chose to escape directly, there would be no chance of success. He had to create a suitable opportunity for himself. He immediately had an idea as soon as he turned his eyes.

"Who are you and why are you meddling in our business?"

"Business? You are a bunch of foreign barbarians who have invaded the territory of China. You have ulterior motives in digging up the Xiao Clan's graveyard here. If you dare to choose to step here, you will have to pay the price for it."

"Could it be that...you are from the Xiao clan?"

The young man in a bamboo hat did not answer Miyamoto's question, and there was no need. Miyamoto's heart sank to the bottom.

The more I worried about something, the more things developed in this direction. Unexpectedly, it eventually touched the masters of the Xiao clan. Failure in the hands of such a person is not shameful.

"It seems that you are indeed a member of the Xiao clan. Although I know that I am not your opponent, as a warrior, I have the Bushido spirit that I believe in. Even if I die in battle, I will give it a try."

"Do it!"

Miyamoto Musashi held a katana and took a deep breath. He was considered a strong man in the ninja organization, and he was naturally not that weak in terms of strength.

"Storm Slash!"

With a loud shout, Miyamoto Musashi struck with a slash, which whipped up gusts of wind and swept towards the young man in the bamboo hat.

At the same time, he struck again with several slashes, followed by several storm slashes. If it was an opponent of comparable strength, Miyamoto Musashi could still rely on the advantage of this move to suppress the opponent's burst of strength.

Storm Slash is a move with the wind attribute. The strong wind blows stronger and stronger. Even the fine steel will be twisted into pieces in the Storm Slash, let alone a big living person.

He hit several storm slashes at once. To fight against such a strong man, he naturally had to unleash his full strength from the very beginning. Otherwise, he wouldn't even have a chance to make a move.

The five storm slashes were getting closer and closer, and the moves were indeed very strong. Xiao Yi felt that the strength of this ninja was close to that of Wanyan Lie. He never expected that such a strong person existed in the island country.

However, he found that the senior wearing a bamboo hat was still standing in the same place in the face of several storms. The strong winds were blowing up, and the mountain was already covered with flying sand and rocks, but his clothes did not change at all.

Until the five storm slashes were about to get close to the body, this mysterious strong man raised a hand and waved his sleeve casually. The five storm slashes that whipped up the violent wind instantly calmed down. .

Wave your sleeves...

It's that simple.

Xiao Yi thought about how to deal with this strong man, and it was time to take action with the long sword on his waist, but facing such a cruel move, it was not worth drawing out the long sword.

"Nani..."

Miyamoto Musashi was even more surprised. After all, this was his strongest move. Why don't you give him face if you can resolve it so easily?

The person stood there without moving a step, and the moves he made calmed down instantly. Miyamoto Musashi felt depressed and distressed for a while, and at the same time there was a trace of anger. Could it be that his strength was really so unbearable?

"Use all your other tricks. I'm too lazy to do it now. If I do it first, you won't have a chance to live."

"Kusuo! Then come and try this move. If you have the ability, continue to stand still!"

Miyamoto Musashi once again pulled out a katana from his waist. He is a double-sword style, and only with two swords in hand can he exert the strongest power.

The young man in the bamboo hat finally showed a smile, and started to become somewhat interested in using two samurai swords. This was the second time he encountered him, and he wanted to see what this person was capable of.

"bring it on!"

Miyamoto Musashi held two samurai swords in his hands. He squatted down slightly at this moment and put all his strength into his feet. The speed of the next move was very important.

He rushed forward with a lunge, and fired two sharp swords with his two swords. Such a momentum was indeed a bit scary. Xiao Yi stared at this scene. If he fought against this person, he would not have much chance of winning.

Of course, he could escape with Qinglong, but the prerequisite was to get rid of the subordinates around this person. Now he didn't need to worry about it. He wanted to know how this mysterious strong man would take this move.

The young man in the bamboo hat watched the two blade lights getting stronger and stronger, and the momentum seemed to be so. Since this person wanted to give it a try, then let him see what a real strong man is.

"Climb the building!"

Miyamoto Musashi roared, and raised the two samurai swords into the air, and followed the two slashes.

"Pretentious!"

The young man in the bamboo hat grabbed the long sword in one hand, but the sword was not unsheathed. He suddenly swung his arm around his waist.

"Reincarnation!"

A red slash was actually shot out from the scabbard and spread around his body.

The two blade lights that fell disappeared without a trace at the moment of the exchange of moves. At the same time, the red slash did not stop, but continued to slash at Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi no longer had the desire to fight. The gap in strength in this battle was too big. If he continued to fight, there would be no change. He would still die in this person's hands in the end. It is better to make a decision now.

So he took out two purple balls from his body and threw them between the two people. The purple balls exploded instantly, producing a lot of thick smoke, blocking the view.

Miyamoto Musashi's means of escape was to drop the smoke bomb as a trap, and then take the opportunity to escape, avoiding this fatal slash, thinking of taking the opportunity to escape, and his figure immediately disappeared without a trace.