Chapter 333

Saying this, Kuchiki Senya paused slightly, then continued: "The Iga school will soon cease to exist."

This made Tian Nianchun frown.

"I think you've misunderstood something," Tian Nianchun shook his head, then a cruel smile curled at his lips: "I admit I can't beat you—but that doesn't stop me from killing you, does it?"

As he spoke, he bent his knees and shot forward like a spring! Charging at Kuchiki Senya!

The latter swung his sword with one hand, casually sweeping it across!

The motion looked simple, yet held an extreme, razor-sharp brilliance!

"I said I'm not here to fight," Kuchiki Senya said, then swept his right leg horizontally!

Boom!

Tian Nianchun was kicked flying five or six meters, crashing through two tombstones before landing!

"Cough, cough… your leg technique… doesn't seem to match your character."

Tian Nianchun coughed twice, blood trickling down his lips.

"No, you're mistaken."

As Kuchiki Senya spoke, he lunged forward, directly toward Ito Chuandao, who lay on the ground!

Swish!

The long blade slashed through, severing Ito Chuandao's throat!

The latter's eyes bulged wide; the sound of his shattered larynx froze the air around them!

Until his last breath, he couldn't understand why—despite being an upper-tier jōnin—he couldn't even block a single strike!

"What a waste."

Kuchiki Senya stood up, looked at Tian Nianchun, his eyes filled with deep contempt: "How can all your Iga school's experts be this weak?"

With this blow, Tian Nianchun had lost all combat capability.

He struggled twice but couldn't rise, so he asked: "Who are you? Why are you helping him?"

"Every day, countless things demand attention—if I answered each one, wouldn't I die of exhaustion?" Kuchiki Senya shook his head: "I could kill you without lifting a finger. So, what are your last words?"

"Heh, kill me, and you'll invite immense trouble," Tian Nianchun glared at Kuchiki Senya, teeth gritted: "You'll become a target of Japan's entire martial world—never knowing peace again!"

Yet, this threat had no effect whatsoever…

"No, I'm not afraid."

Kuchiki Senya finished speaking, slowly raised his long katana, then a flash of cold light bloomed—blood sprayed!

"You… how could you…"

Tian Nianchun's eyes filled with disbelief; he strained to reach out, pointing at the other, struggling to speak: "Who are you…?"

Puff!

Immediately, Tian Nianchun's throat spurted blood again!

His chest was split open by a massive wound, his internal organs clearly exposed!

"How noisy."

Kuchiki Senya shook his head, sheathed the long blade, then stepped aside, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the blade: "This blade isn't suited for killing."

Yet, before his words had fully faded, another gunshot rang out!

Instantly, a sniper round streaked across the sky in a brilliant fiery trail, tearing through the air and slamming into Kuchiki Senya's shoulder!

"Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!"