Chapter 131 Hidden Mist Raizo

Outside the tent, the firelight blazed brightly, dozens of torches illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime. A group of people emerged from the shadows and surrounded the wrecked tent. Leading them was a woman dressed in unusual clothes, with long, flowing hair and a cinnabar mole between her brows, her beauty both alluring and cold in the firelight—it was Wuyin Yuecang.

Behind her followed a burly Japanese pirate, dressed in the same ornate armor as the dummy that had just exploded, with two swords of different lengths at his waist, a ferocious face, and eyes like an eagle.

Another Hattori Sengun has appeared. The moment this man emerged, Sarutobi Hitsuki, hiding in his tattered tent, narrowed his eyes—this was the real Hattori Sengun!

"Hattori Sengun, you actually got together with your nemesis, Kirigakure Gekko. You've really disappointed your brother."

Having won a resounding victory, the icy face hidden in the mist for a thousand years finally let out a soft laugh, a laugh as melodious as silver bells, yet tinged with unspeakable smugness: "Sarutobi Hijiki, I knew you weren't dead, we meet again. Last time you escaped, I told you not to ruin yourself or others. How about it now, hahaha."

The more embarrassed Wuyin Yuezang was last time, the happier he was this time.

"You think your little tricks can fool me? From the moment you stepped into Nanjing and started stealing the corpse, I've already laid a trap for you two."

Hattori Sengun laughed loudly, his voice booming: "Sarutobi Higetsu, you really are still so naive. Release my brother? Do you think I, Hattori Sengun, am a three-year-old?"

I knew you'd come, though I don't know how you found my camp, so I prepared a special gift for you!

He pointed to the camp that had been blown to pieces, and said smugly, "How about it? The explosives I prepared, didn't they taste good?"

Kirigakure Tsukiso's lips curled slightly, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes: "Hattori Sengun, I have to thank your good younger brother for this. Although he's a good-for-nothing, he's not entirely useless."

Hattori Sengun sneered, "That good-for-nothing only knows how to indulge in lust and pleasure. He's more trouble than he's worth. But this time, he's attracted a big fish."

The two exchanged a smile, confident of victory; their opponent was now trapped with no way to escape.

This great achievement is even more gratifying than blocking the gates of Nanjing.

Wuyin Yuecang stepped forward and shouted into the tattered tent, "Sarutobi Riyue, come out! Stop hiding. Your Tang lord is probably already blown to pieces, isn't he?"

A coughing sound came from the ruins. Sarutobi Higetsu crawled out from under the tattered cloth, looking disheveled, with a cut on his left arm from which blood was flowing freely.

He braced himself on the ground with his katana, panting heavily, but his gaze remained sharp.

Hattori Sengun laughed, "Just you? What about that boy? Was he blown up?"

Sarutobi Higetsu didn't answer, but stared intently at Hattori Sengun, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, Wu Yin Yue Cang's heart skipped a beat; a sense of foreboding washed over her. She abruptly looked around—where was the boy? With his martial arts skills, even if he had fallen for a trap, he shouldn't have been killed so easily by the explosion. Could it be…

Her expression changed, and she said sharply, "Watch out!"

Before the words were finished, a figure suddenly appeared from behind the group!

The man formed a claw with one hand, like an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, and went straight for Hattori's thousand troops!

It was Shi Potian.

He had sensed the danger just moments before the explosion, and although the shockwave was fast, it couldn't outpace his teleportation technique.

The moment the tent exploded, he also appeared outside the tent in a flash.

Once Hattori Sengun appeared, he secretly looked for an opportunity to capture him alive again.

Therefore, this time, we are determined to succeed.

Hattori Sengun was shocked to see Shi Potian's claw coming at him and hurriedly swung his sword to block. But before he could even raise his sword halfway, the hand was already in front of him. The hand seemed slow, but it was incredibly fast. Hattori Sengun tried his best to dodge, but he found that no matter which direction he moved, he couldn't avoid the grab.

"Click—"

Shi Potian's hand had already gripped Hattori Senjun's neck, his five fingers tightening.

Wuyin Yuecang's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated, hiding behind the crowd.

"You're completely unharmed!" Kirigakure Tsukiso was incredulous.

Shi Potian didn't have time to pay attention to her because he sensed something was wrong with his hands.

Suddenly, his hand was empty.

"Bang--!"

With another muffled thud, Hattori Sengun's body suddenly exploded!

Thick smoke billowed out, along with a large amount of black water. Shi Potian retreated quickly, but the black water missed him, splashing onto the ground and emitting wisps of black smoke.

It turned out to be toxic smoke and water.

Amidst the thick smoke, a small figure tumbled out of Hattori Sengun's shattered armor, rolled twice on the ground, and then suddenly burrowed into the earth—with a "poof," vanished into thin air!

Shi Potian frowned. He could see clearly that the short figure was not Hattori Senjun at all, but a dwarf who could even burrow underground.

Shi Potian found it novel and interesting.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Hattori Sengun's laughter came from behind the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw another "Hattori Sengun" emerge from the shadows, exactly the same as the first one.

However, at this moment, he hid behind the large number of Japanese pirates surging from all sides and dared not approach Shi Potian again.

"Sarutobi Higetsu, you have good taste. No wonder you were willing to acknowledge him as your lord. You do have some skills. My two substitutes couldn't even hurt him in the slightest."

As Sarutobi Nichigetsu raised his katana, blood still flowing from the wound on his left arm, he smiled.

"Kigakure Tsukiso, Hattori Sengun," he said slowly, "Oh, no, I should call you Kigakure Raizo."

"Kirigakure Raizo, you've been hiding really well, secretly controlling Hattori Sengun's subordinates."

"But do you really think you've already won?"

Kirigakure Raizo's expression darkened, and he stopped talking nonsense.

He waved his hand and shouted sternly, "All of you, charge! Capture Sarutobi Higetsu alive! As for that young man, do you care if he lives or dies!"

The bugle call suddenly rang out, shattering the silence of the night. Countless Japanese pirates poured out of the surrounding tents, torches like a forest, swords flashing like snow, surrounding them from all directions. A rough count showed at least three or four hundred of them, completely surrounding Shi Potian and Sarutobi Riyue.

At the forefront were dozens of black-clad ninjas, wielding katana, their footsteps silent, their auras concealed—the Five Hidden Mist Ninjas were among them, each an elite member of the Hidden Mist clan.

Behind them were two rows of archers, arrows already nocked, their arrowheads gleaming a bluish light in the firelight. Further out were Japanese pirates wielding strange weapons, dark tubes of unknown origin.

Sarutobi Higetsu was startled: "My lord, that weapon is a musket. Be careful, it may fire iron bullets."

Wuyin Raizo retreated to the back of the crowd and sneered, "Young man of Tang, no matter how high your martial arts are, can you stop my hundreds of elite troops? Today, this camp will be your burial ground!"

Kirigakure Tsukiso stood beside him and said coldly, "Sarutobi Higetsu, I'll give you one last chance. Surrender, and I might spare your lord's life."

Sarutobi Higetsuki stood up, leaning on his katana. Blood was still flowing from the wound on his left arm, but he laughed: "Kirigakure Tsukiso, do you think this small number of men can stop my lord?"

"You have no idea who my lord is!"

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