A strong man who reincarnated from the filth

Hashirama froze on the spot.

Looking at the shining samurai swords in the hands of those samurai, I suddenly thought of another kind of power in this world.

warrior!

Where the fighting power of each country lies.

In the world of ninjas, besides ninjas, there are also samurai.

These samurai wear heavy armor, protect themselves inside, and hold sharp samurai swords in their hands. They are very powerful.

These samurai are not as powerful as the ninjas in the later period, but they still have a certain chance of winning against some servants.

The Iron Country in the anime had a very strong army of samurai. This was also the name of the Iron Country at that time, and it could rely on it to host the Five Kages talks.

Hashirama looked at the samurai in front of him, if he was an ordinary person, then he was really no match for these samurai.

All of a sudden.

Many people gathered around.

Looking towards the Daming Mansion, everyone noticed the man in the red-orange armor, and couldn't help pointing at Hashirama's outfit.

"Why is this man dressed so strangely?"

"It doesn't look like a good person!"

"I heard from the samurai that this person is going to trespass on the Daming Mansion!"

"Wait, why does this person look familiar to me? I seem to have seen him somewhere before?"

"Don't think too much, if you have seen this kind of strange clothes, then you must be very impressed. If you can't remember it now, you probably haven't seen it!"

"..."

There were voices of discussion all around, and everyone's eyes were all focused on Hashirama, and their eyes were full of strangeness.

Hashirama ignored the people around him.

His eyes remained on these warriors all the time.

I wondered what to say for this.

After all, these people are just following the rules, so there's no need to embarrass them!

However.

Just at this time.

A young man walked past Hashirama, turned his head and stared at Hashirama, his eyes were like looking at a beggar on the street.

"Oh my god, what is this thing, dressed like this and ran to the gate of Daming Mansion, kick him out!"

The young man casually greeted the samurai at the door, and then walked towards the Daming Mansion.

"Hey hey..."

These warriors all let out strange laughter, but the armor covered their faces, making it difficult to see the specific expressions.

"Why can he go in?"

Zhu Jian directly raised his finger and pointed at the young man who walked to the gate of Daming Mansion, and then added, "I think he is quite free, didn't he say that idlers are not allowed to enter!"

"..."

The audience fell silent instantly.

So that's what idlers mean!

The enthusiasm in the hearts of the crowd is even higher, they feel that they can watch a good show, and this scene is getting more and more interesting.

All of a sudden.

Everyone waited with bated breath.

Looking forward to what's to come.

Sudden.

The young man who walked to the gate stopped immediately, turned his head, looked at Hashirama, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked very cold.

"who are you?"

"How dare you compare it to me."

"Is it impatient to live?"

"warrior!"

"Such people block the door, it will affect the image of Daming Mansion too much!"

"Hurry up and drive away!"

Say it.

The young man walked directly into the Daming Mansion, and his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

"You heard it, we advise you to go away by yourself, if you let us do it, it will not be so easy!"

One of the samurai shook the sharp samurai sword in his hand, and his body movements conveyed a full sense of threat. It seemed that if Hashirama didn't leave, the sword would be cut down.

"You people are a bit interesting. I could have been unreasonable, but I tried to reason with you just now, but you didn't!"

Hashirama looked at the samurai with their katana swords.

from beginning to end.

His name was never asked.

intention.

Didn't even come to report.

Just because he was wearing a battle armor from the Warring States Period, he started to push people away?

This is the Land of Fire Daming Mansion? !

Hashirama has no impression of the daimyos in the ninja world. When watching anime before, the fire country daimyos only appeared in his memories, and he has determined the candidates for the next generation of Hokage.

"However."

Hashirama grinned, changed the subject, and stared at the eight warriors in front of him.

"Since you kindly gave me a chance just now, I'll give you a chance too. Hurry up and get out now. If you let me do it, it won't be so easy!"

Hashirama almost returned the samurai's words. When he spoke, he folded his arms around his chest, posing that classic pose.

Pity.

These people are too weak.

If the task is issued, it may not even be considered a C-level.

At best, it's a shuriken.

Then everything starts from the Daming Mansion of the Land of Fire!

"Hahahahahaha..."

Instantly.

The warriors roared with laughter.

Everyone was clutching their stomachs, as if they had heard some extremely ridiculous joke, and they couldn't even hold a knife.

Laughed for a while.

The samurai stopped.

Then they pulled out everyone's samurai swords, and pointed the shining swords at Hashirama.

"It seems that you are tired of living!"

The samurai's voice became icy cold, he lost the laughter just now, and there was a strong murderous aura in his body, and he had already murdered Hashirama.

these samurai.

Be able to guard the gate of Daming Mansion.

None are weak.

"Kill without mercy!"

One of the samurai shouted, and immediately swung the samurai sword in his hand towards Zhujian, and the remaining seven samurai did not even move.

No one thought it would take two elite warriors to deal with such a strangely dressed man.

Just one person.

sufficient!

Swish!

The samurai sword slashed a cold light, and slashed directly at Hashirama's forehead. The slash was full of strength, and it was very obvious that he wanted to kill Hashirama directly.

The light of the knife flickered, showing its sharpness.

Some of the onlookers had already closed their eyes, and they had already imagined the scene of the pillars being cut and splashed with blood, especially those with children, who had already started to block the children's eyes and hold the children in their arms.

The people watching in front took a few steps back.

No one wants to be exposed to blood while eating melons and watching movies.

The seven samurai who didn't make a move looked at Hashirama with mockery and contempt, as if they were about to slap a fly to death.

However.

Just when the samurai sword was about to strike the center of Hashirama's eyebrows.

Hashirama reached out like lightning, separated the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and firmly caught the slashed samurai sword.

There is no sound.

The samurai just felt a huge force, and directly stopped the samurai sword abruptly, the blade was still some distance away from Hashirama's hand.

But this is the distance.

But it has become an insurmountable gap.

No matter how hard he tries.

There is no way to move forward.

"Can a broken knife kill me?"

The indifferent voice from Zhu Jian resounded leisurely, reverberated between the heaven and the earth, and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, causing those who had already closed their eyes to open them immediately.

Thank you [Da Yuan] for your support, I am very sorry for the wrong name (╥╯^╰╥)

Thank you [Boring] for your support!