"Lord Kushimaru Kuriarare!"
The Kirigakure Ninja pulled Kushimaru Kuriarare out of the rubble and looked uneasily at the several black-robed figures in the distance. "Something seems off."
Those people did not look like members of the Uzumaki Clan. Could reinforcements have arrived in the Land of Whirlpools before them?
"Cough, cough!"
Kushimaru Kuriarare coughed up blood, then shoved the Kirigakure Ninja away. He glared viciously at Yun Chuan and barked, "What are you afraid of? Do a few dozen people dare stand in our way?!"
"Get them, all of you!!"
The moonlight streaming through the window suddenly began to dim, but it was not clouds that blocked the moon.
It was mist.
Water Release: Hidden Mist Technique!
Thick mist shrouded the entire floor. The Kirigakure Ninjas concealed themselves within it, leaving only vague black silhouettes visible as bone-chilling killing intent swept through the air.
These Kirigakure Ninjas were all assassins skilled in the "Silent Killing Technique." The Chakra-generated mist alone was enough to obscure most senses.
Heart, liver, spleen, kidneys, throat, tailbone...
With so many lethal targets, where would they strike?
Sshk!
In an instant, the pale mist stirred soundlessly, like a gust of wind passing by. A frigid current brushed past his ear.
The slashing blade light was white, tearing open the mist as its shrieking airflow split it above and below.
Yet Yun Chuan seemed not to have noticed anything unusual. His smile remained as he casually glanced at the blade light.
Then, in the very next second, that certain killing blow abruptly froze.
Clang! Clang clang!
The black-robed figure beside Yun Chuan swung a short blade, and several bursts of bright sparks erupted nonstop within the mist.
The parted mist slowly flowed back together, while the sharp ringing of blade against blade stretched endlessly by their ears.