Ninja Momochi Seiko slashed with her sword, but hit empty air. A needle-like pain suddenly erupted from behind her. She instinctively relaxed her muscles, and sure enough, a terrifying force stabbed in from the front.
Pfft!
Momochi Seiko twisted aside, but that kick still swept past like a great spear, tearing open a gash across her waist and abdomen.
As a descendant of Momochi Tanba-no-kami, one of Iga's three legendary jonin, and a remnant of the Momochi Clan's ninja forces, Momochi Seiko bore the resolve to follow Prince Hirohito and devote herself to restoring the fallen ninja clan.
As though she could not feel pain, she spread her hands, shifted her sword stance, and thrust at her opponent's leg.
Pfft!
The sword sank three inches into the ground. Momochi Seiko instantly pulled back and leaped out of the smoke, tossing another smoke bomb.
She knew that the man before her was likely a monster no weaker than the Twelve Demon Moons under that lord's command. He was no ordinary foe. As long as she held him back for a moment and waited for His Highness to reach safety, she would have succeeded.
As her thoughts raced, Momochi Seiko caught sight of Prince Hirohito nearly reaching that wooden house. As long as he got there...
But in the next instant, Momochi Seiko froze. She had not heard the smoke bomb explode.
The moment Momochi Seiko landed, she held her blade across her body. Her stance was not as open as that of an ordinary swordsman, as if she were ready to burst away at any moment.
Bai Cangshu emerged from the smoke, several black smoke bombs pinched between his fingers.
These impact-triggered smoke bombs seemed not to have suffered any impact at all in his hands. He had caught them perfectly,