The Sword Immortal of the Thousand Hands Clan
27 Since there was someone backing him up, then let’s go!

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The two of them gripped their sabers tightly and rushed out of the forest like agile leopards, charging straight at the two bandits closest to them.

The sudden appearance of two black figures from the forest gave the bandits a fright. Before they could react to what was going on, the bandit who had been targeted by the two had already lost his life.

The two of them moved in unison as they charged forward and slashed their sabers. The sabers in their hands accurately slashed across the throats of the two bandits without any hesitation.

The two bandits didn't even get to see who it was before they were killed.

This scene shocked the bandits. Their two brothers had actually been easily killed by these two saber-wielding brats. Their actions were as easy as killing a chicken.

The group of mountain bandits immediately fell into chaos. Some shouted loudly, some rushed forward with their sabers, some loudly gave orders in an attempt to rectify discipline, and there were also some who fled like rats after noticing the two of them protecting their foreheads.

Burg would not give them a chance to react. He gripped the New Moon in his hand tightly and rushed into the panicked crowd.

With their extraordinary physical fitness and the sharpness of the new moon, no one was a match for them.

Those who hurriedly retreated were killed by Burg's sword. Those who tried to counterattack were also cut off by Burg's sword, and their momentum did not decrease as they slashed across the other party's body.

Duren Burg charged into the crowd like a sprinting Nuoshou. The moment he entered the arena, he truly slaughtered everyone.

At this moment, Duren Burg could not help but sigh at the sharpness of the new moon. This saber was indeed worthy of being the family heirloom of the Thousand Hands family for hundreds of years. It could really cut through iron like mud.

Duren Burg only needed to use a little strength to easily break the opponent's weapon, which was of average quality. When it slashed at a person's body, it would not take much strength to instantly kill the person.

Shuo Mao and Burg had killed more than a dozen people in just a few seconds. However, the bandits were used to living their lives on the edge of a knife. After a moment of panic, they regained their discipline under the leadership of a few leaders.

After seeing that Burg and Shuo Mao were just two kids, they reacted and grabbed their weapons as they charged forward,"There are only two brats on the other side. So what if they are ninjas? We can chop them into meat paste with one saber each.”

"Revenge for our dead brothers.”

A group of bandits surrounded Burg and Shuo Mao in the middle, raising their weapons and smashing them in the face. Seeing that they were surrounded, Burg and Shuo Mao were not in a hurry to break out.

Instead, they found each other's position and leaned against each other bit by bit. After the two of them leaned against each other, they felt a lot more relaxed. At least one of them could take care of their backs and not be afraid of being ambushed.

The two of them looked at each other and completed their silent communication. They did not choose to retreat in the direction of Wind and the others. Instead, they rushed forward.

In order to cause more damage, the two of them had already used chakras. They already had the bonus of weapons, so after using chakras, it was like cutting grass.

Even if there were some who managed to escape, they would be easily dealt with by Zhen Hong, who was hiding in the distance, using her shuriken or illusion.

White Tooth and New Moon were like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, tirelessly reaping the lives of the bandits. After a round of slaughter, the bandits began to tremble in fear.

This group of bandits was not a large organization. There were only about 80 to 90 people, and they were all ordinary people. Occasionally, there would be one or two who could use chakras. However, they could barely use them. They could not use any ninjutsu and could not be considered ninjas at all.

Burg and Shuo Mao had already lost more than half of their men, and if this continued, they would be dead in less than five minutes.

The bandits no longer had the courage to shout and shout like before. As they cowered, they whispered to their companions around them,"Where's Boss? Why hasn't Boss appeared yet? If he doesn't come out soon, our brothers will all be finished.”

"Don't tell me Boss abandoned us and ran away. He ran off to enjoy himself, leaving us to be his scapegoats…"

After these words spread, the encirclement that had been stopped with great difficulty showed signs of breaking down again. Just as the group of bandits could not withstand the pressure and began to flee, Zhen Hong's panicked voice suddenly sounded behind Duren Burg and the others."Burg, save me!"

Burg Two finished off a bandit who was blocking his vision and turned around to see a scarred face grabbing Zhen Hong's hair and lifting him into the air. The Kunai in that person's hand was already pressed against Zhen Hong's neck.

Zhen Hong was too careless. He saw that Burg and Shuo Mao were surrounded and was afraid that they would not be able to hold on, so he sent reinforcements from behind them.

However, he didn't expect that this action had already exposed his position. The scar-faced old man was also the leader of the bandits. He had actually been patrolling the periphery of the crowd to observe the position of the third person.

He could only deal with the two brats without worry if he could find this guy hiding in the dark. He was also very lucky. Zhen Hong's attention was attracted by the group of bandits and did not notice him at all, allowing him to succeed in one strike.

The scarred man controlled Zhen Hong and said to Burg and Shuo Mao,""I was wondering why there were only two people in the ninja team. So there's another one hiding here.

Those two brats over there, if you still want your teammates to live, put down the knives in your hands, or else…"

As he spoke, he sent the Kunai in his hand to Zhen Hong's neck, leaving a shallow bloody mark on his neck.

Scarface's shout immediately raised the morale of the bandits. They were no longer in a hurry to escape. They raised their weapons and wailed again.

Burg and Shuo Mao's faces turned ugly when they saw this scene. They didn't expect the leader of the bandits to be so cunning, sneaking around them.

Seeing that Zhen Hong was being controlled, Shuo Mao was at a loss for words. He used the knife in his hand to force back the bandits who tried to advance while looking at Duren Burg.

That guy seemed to have some kind of magic, always able to come up with some magical solution when others were at a loss.

What Shuo Mao didn't know, Burg couldn't think of any good ideas at the moment. Burg's first reaction was actually to ask Qu Feng to help.

He looked at Wind Seeker for help, only to find that Wind Seeker was only smiling at him. Little brother, please start your performance.

Clearly, this situation had not reached the life-and-death crisis that Qu Feng had mentioned, which meant that Qu Feng still did not intend to make a move.

This wasn't even a moment of life and death. Seeing Qu Feng's calm expression, Burg's originally nervous heart calmed down a lot. He still believed in the strength of this second-generation personal disciple.

If an elite Jounin like him, or even a Quasi-Shadow Level powerhouse, said that there was no problem, it meant that the situation was still under his control. In other words, he felt that he was capable of resolving this matter.

Since that was the case, he just had to think of a way. In any case, he had to take the wind to support him from the side. Zhen Hong should not be in danger. In this way, he only needed to give it a try.

At the thought of this, Duren Burg felt much more relaxed. Once he was out of the tense situation from before, he felt that his mind seemed to have broadened a lot.

Burg took a deep breath and began to think about how to save Zhen Hong.

If it was just a one-on-one fight, he would have the ability to instantly deal with the scarred face. He only needed to use the "Green Lotus Sword Technique, Vigilante Act", but now Zhen Hong was still in the other party's hands.

Vigilante A wasn't teleporting. If that guy was ruthless enough to drag Zhen Hong down with him, he definitely wouldn't be able to save Zhen Hong from such a long distance.

Unless there was something that could help him divert his attention.

Wait, Zhen Hong was good at diverting attention.

As long as Zhen Hong, who was good at illusions, had a chance to release an illusion to make the scar-faced man lose his focus for a moment, Burg could use Vigilante A to rush up and end that guy's dog life.

At the thought of this, Duren Burg subconsciously looked at Zhen Hong, who was opposite him. However, he saw that Zhen Hong still looked like she was scared out of her wits. This made him sigh in his heart.

Things were not as simple as he thought.

However, he should be able to give it a try. If he failed, he still had the wind to support him. There should be no problem.

After making up his mind, he looked a little nervous and said to the scar-faced man,"Don't. We'll listen to you, but don't hurt Zhenhong. We grew up together, and he's my only friend. If he dies, I don't want to live either.”

Hearing this, Zhen Hong and Shuo Mao both revealed black question marks on their faces. What was Burg up to? When did he become a good brother who grew up with Zhen Hong?

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