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Chapter 940 917: Rivers of Blood!

Guo Yilong's swordsmanship absolutely surpasses these purple-clad ninjas by a long shot!

After the purple-clad ninja's sword flew out of his hand, Guo Yilong saw several more purple-clad ninjas rushing forward, he tapped the ground with his foot, and his entire body spun around in the midst of the encirclement.

And amidst the spinning, Zhi Feng transformed into a cold gleam, with a series of clangs resounding.

Puff!

The clothing of one purple-clad ninja was slashed open, while another had their chest sliced open with a single lap.

By the time Guo Yilong emerged from the group of purple-clad ninjas, their bodies were all more or less marked with blade scars, and their clothing was slashed in multiple places.

The dozen or more purple-clad ninjas were astonished, wondering how the opponent's swordsmanship could be so terrifying.

"You are no match for me." Guo Yilong said, looking at the group of purple-clad ninjas, "This is a grievance between Songfu Ling and me. Withdraw now, and I won't kill you, but if you advance again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The dozen or more purple-clad ninjas' eyes sharpened; they did not retreat but became more cautious, ready to attack at any moment.

Guo Yilong looked down at them, sighed slightly, and said, "Since it is so, don't blame me for forgetting our fellowship."

As he finished speaking, he gripped Zhui Feng in a drawing posture.

"Instant Shadow Slash!"

In an instant, Guo Yilong's figure transformed into a shadow, moving at an extreme speed!

The purple-clad ninjas' pupils constricted; they could only see a shadow rushing in, then lost track of Guo Yilong.

Whoosh!

Like the cold gleam in the black night, by the time the gleam disappeared, Guo Yilong was already standing behind the dozen or so purple-clad ninjas, holding Zhui Feng, with the blade tip pointing behind him, his back to them.

A drop of blood fell from the tip of the blade.

Crash!

The dozen or so purple-clad ninjas collapsed powerlessly.

With a single blade, he defeated over a dozen purple-clad ninjas, demonstrating such strength that the ordinary ninjas around drew a sharp breath.

"How is he so strong?"

"I seem to see the shadow of the old Sect Leader; this strength is very close to the old Sect Leader, right?"

"And this swordsmanship should also be something only the old Sect Leader could wield."

The ninjas were immensely shocked, but Guo Yilong turned and walked upwards again.

"Blare — blare —"

The dull sound of a horn rang out once more, and up from the main peak came several hundred men!

These several hundred men were the elite ninjas and swordsmen of the Sanhe Ninja Sect.

Looking at those fellow disciples standing above, Guo Yilong spoke, "I do not wish my hands to be stained with your blood, but if the situation forces me, I will have no choice but to do so."

Guo Yilong suddenly pulled out a strip of cloth from his waist and tied it over his eyes.

"This was supposed to be a personal grudge between Songfu Ling and me, but since you are under his command, I can only resolve the feud with my blade."

Guo Yilong had completely covered his eyes, gripping Zhui Feng with his right hand, taking one step at a time upwards.

Ren Feng followed alongside, while those from the Sanhe Ninja Sect above suddenly charged down like a tide.

In the lead were those wielding ninja swords and swordsmen, followed by ninjas, surging in like a tide to drown the two.

"Ah!"

The leading swordsmen shouted, and in moments, they clashed with Guo Yilong.

Although Guo Yilong's eyes were covered, his senses were wide open, fully aware of the opponent's movements.

He showed no mercy, with Zhui Feng cutting cold and unfeeling, sweeping across their bodies in an instant with its blade aura.

Slash!

With energy infused into Zhui Feng, the entire blade seemed covered in a layer of blade aura, extending energetically from the blade.

Zhui Feng swept horizontally, and with just one strike, swaths of Sanhe Ninja Sect disciples fell.

As cold and ruthless as a Death God, when someone leaped high in the sky, wielding a ninja sword at Guo Yilong, he merely swung upward, sending out a terrifying blade aura that cleaved them in two, raining blood down.

Ren Feng, on his side, was also merciless, expanding his True Qi, and with a palm like turning the sea upside down, the front row of people were uncontrollably sent flying back.

Even though they were surrounded by hundreds, the battle was a one-sided massacre, with Ren Feng unleashing the Nine Yang Flame, and instantly the terrifying fire surged and floated, with the surrounding Sanhe Ninja Sect disciples all screaming.

On them, blue flames burned like maggots, spreading on their bodies, impossible to shake off once caught.

The two men rampaged upwards, and in his heart, Ren Feng couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling that the enemy's approach was like sending them to their deaths.

In less than ten minutes, the entire stairway was littered with countless corpses, blood flowing downward from above.

Truly a river of blood!

Ren Feng, protected by True Qi, wasn't stained with blood, but Guo Yilong, who hadn't used his energy shield, was drenched in blood from head to toe, looking terrifying.

The hundreds who rushed down were all killed in action.

The two continued upwards, while the ordinary disciples below were left with pounding hearts, their eyes filled with fear.

It was equivalent to destroying the foundation of half the Sanhe Ninja Sect!

The two reached the main peak, where they saw countless people already waiting for them.

"Marvelous, truly marvelous!"

Kasumi He clapped his hands, smiling as he looked at the two.

Guo Yilong's gaze swept past him, then turned to Songfu Ling not far away, his eyes showing cold murderous intent!

Songfu Ling, seeing Guo Yilong's approach, sneered: "You're indeed a killing demon, your hands stained with countless fellow disciples' blood. Even if you become the Sect Leader of the Sanhe Ninja Sect, what of it? You've already destroyed half of the Sanhe Ninja Sect!"

"Songfu Ling! Such a cunning plan! Clearly, it's a grievance between us, yet you leverage the entire Sanhe Ninja Sect to try to eliminate me."

Guo Yilong's eyes fixed on Songfu Ling, "This is our fight! You killed the Sect Leader and framed me, you are the real culprit!"

"Trying to clear your name?" Songfu Ling scoffed, "Stop arguing, everyone saw you did it. When we broke in, there were only you and the Sect Leader in the room."

"I will kill you!"

Guo Yilong roared in fury!

He took a step forward, cold aura rising, but in front of Songfu Ling, the remaining seven Guardians and four Elders immediately stood in his way.

"If you want to kill me, shouldn't you first get past our Sect's Thousand Souls Eight Gates Blood Killing Array?"

Songfu Ling sneered, and those standing before him suddenly formed seals, as the flesh and blood of those disciples who died earlier on the steps was drawn forth, flying towards this side!