Chapter 505: Shinobu appears

"Master, this is the 78th floor, why is there no trace of Guyu yet?" Ji threw the body of a ninja aside again, and looked at Zhang Ziling suspiciously.
In the process of going upstairs, apart from encountering some ninjas from the Hattori family, let alone Guyu, not even the Tokugawa family met one!
"Don't worry, it's coming soon..." Zhang Ziling smiled to Ji: "Don't you find out that there hasn't been a ninja at the level of ninja appearing so far?"
"According to what the master said, it seems that there is indeed no one who can fight." Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Ji looked around.
"This, this can't be hit?" Hearing Ji's words, walking in the last Miyashita Takuto's whole person feels bad. From the 61st floor to the 78th floor, he just killed him. It is the weakest Shimonin, Miyashita Takuren thinks it is an invincible existence.
As an ordinary person, he can no longer see the world at all.
"Your Excellency, the farce should be over."
At this time, a deep voice floated from, far and near, making people unable to grasp the direction.
"Who?" Hearing this voice, Ji's expression immediately changed. The whole person changed from the relaxed and sloppy appearance before, holding the dagger and staring sternly forward.
At the entrance of the seventy-ninth floor, a masked man in a dark purple night suit appeared there, exuding an ethereal aura.
"From the 61st floor to here, your Excellency has defeated a total of 78 Xia Ren, thirty-two Zhong Ren, and five elite Zhong Ren..." The masked man looked at Ji with a pair of red pupils, "My Excellency Powerful... But that's it."
"Is this... Shangren?" Ji stared at the masked man in front, and a few drops of cold sweat slipped.
Although Ji can see Na Shinobu, she can't capture the breath of Shinobu...This means that if Ji fights against a masked man, as long as the masked man disappears from Ji's sight, Ji has nothing to do with him!
"The gap between Shangren and Zhongren...It's really big and a bit outrageous!" Ji lowered his head, his eyes shone with a different kind of light, and his hands trembled slightly.
Ji was able to kill the elite Zhongren effortlessly, but when faced with Shinnin, Ji felt dangerous.
"Are you afraid?" Na Shinin looked at Ji tremblingly, suddenly holding a short knife in his hand.
"Are you afraid?" Ji lowered his head and whispered, and suddenly the corner of his mouth hooked, "Perhaps."
In the next moment, Ji turned into a phantom holding the dagger and rushed towards Shangren.
"Your Excellency is doing a needless struggle." Shangren watched Ji rush over, without any emotional changes in his eyes, and directly threw the short knife in his hand.
Ding!
Ji used the dagger to fend off the short knife, and at this moment, Ji had already arrived in front of Shangren and slashed at the Shangren with the dagger.
Hiss!
Shangren was directly cut in half by Ji's dagger!
"The strength is still a bit big!" Ji stood on the spot, his right wrist was already red and swollen, and Ji had suffered serious injuries when he blocked the short knife.
"Sir, is your wrist okay?"
At this time, Shangren's low voice sounded behind Ji, causing Ji's whole body to freeze instantly, and his body began to tremble slightly.
"Wh, when?" Ji lowered his head with difficulty, and was shocked to find that the thing in front of him was split in half... it was just a piece of clothing!
laugh!
Blood was spilling in the air, and blood was dripping from the short knife in Shangnin's hand.
"Oh? Dodged..." Shangren glanced at the rags on the ground, his eyes gradually became indifferent, turned around, and looked at Ji who had returned to Zhang Ziling.
On Ji's waist, there was a clear bloodstain, the clothes had been torn, and Xiaoman's waist could be seen clearly.
"Why do you want to hide?" Shangren looked at Ji and said indifferently: "For you, you will die sooner or later, so why bother to fight for these few minutes of survival time?"
"Damn it! It's careless..." Ji tore off his sleeves, tore them into strips and tied them around his waist to stop the bleeding.
While tying the cloth strips around his waist, Ji kicked his high heels to the side. Faced with enemies at the level of forbearance, Ji Ke could no longer continue to wear this kind of shoes that hindered movement.
Looking at the cloth strips stained red with blood just tied around his waist, Zhang Ziling shook his head and sighed, slowly walking to the side of Ji, and pressing his hand on Ji's waist.
"Master?" Ji Zheng was originally staring at Shang Ren with full concentration. He suddenly felt a warmth coming from her waist. He couldn't help but turned his head and saw that Zhang Ziling was holding her waist with his hand.
"Don't move," Zhang Ziling whispered, "it will take some time."
"Yes, yes..." Hearing Zhang Ziling's extremely gentle tone, Ji's pretty face blushed slightly, and his heartbeat started to beat like a deer.
Although Ji didn't know what Zhang Ziling was going to do, she actually liked how Zhang Ziling touched herself!
At the back of Ji and Zhang Ziling, Miyashita Takuto had both hands in his pockets at the moment, not knowing what he was playing with.
"Your Excellency is too rampant, right?" The Shangren saw Zhang Ziling hugged Ji's waist in front of him, his face sank instantly, and Zhang Ziling's actions made him feel a great insult.
Zhang Ziling didn't pay attention to Shang Ren's words, the palm of his hand was surrounded by light blue spiritual power, and the wounds cut by Ji with a short knife healed at an astonishing speed.
Ji soon discovered this, and the shock in his eyes grew stronger.
"Since you choose to die like this, I will fulfill you." Shangren's anger became more and more intense. Zhang Ziling and Ji's actions made him already have a flame in his calm heart, and he was distracted to do other things during the battle. His most unbearable behavior.
"Ninfa·Clone!"
Shangren quickly made a few handprints, and then three people came out and rushed to Ji and Zhang Ziling quickly.
"I've become three people!" Takuto Miyashita, who had just focused his attention on Shinobu, exclaimed directly after he was fiddling with his own affairs, almost not throwing out the phone in his bag.
"Well, don't get hurt again this time..." Zhang Ziling loosened Ji's waist, "You can't lose until you get the ancient jade..."
"Hmm..." Ji blushed and nodded.
At this moment, the three-person Shangren also came ten meters away from Ji, and the next moment he would pour all the attacks on Ji's body.
Zhang Ziling suddenly disappeared behind Ji.
"Don't worry, Master, without the restraint of high heels, this is forbearance..." Ji touched his cloth-wrapped waist, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
At this time, Ji's beautiful face was already on the three-handed short knife, less than one centimeter!