Konoha: Draw Cards From the Ninja World

See Uehara Nobu nodded.

Takada Naho breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously: "Then you must keep it a secret."

They were all killed by ghosts, so they are so careful in their lives?

Seeing Takada Naho's cautious appearance, Nobuo Uehara stroked the top of Takada Naho's head in a rare way, and agreed, "Don't worry."

Kiyoshi Terauchi looked at Nobu Uehara suspiciously, and asked the question in his heart: "Big brother... are you going out?"

This little girl is very good at talking, and she is also very smart. She knew what he was thinking so quickly.

Unlike Purgatory Xing Shoulang, who opens and closes his mouth, full of uncles.

Is he that old?

I am forever eighteen years old.

Uehara Shin's strange expression confirmed her guess.

Thinking that Uehara believed that these swordsmen fought to protect people like them.

Si Neiqing quickly said: "Sister Aoi has explained that big brother's sun wheel knife has not been delivered yet, so... big brother can't go out yet."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuancheng trotted, with his hands open, blocking the reverse direction leading to the gate.

"Let's go back," Takata Naho grabbed Uehara Nobu's big hand with both hands, but thought in his heart, what a warm hand, just like his father's.

However, Takada Naho's hands did not stop at all, and kept pulling towards the lobby.

It's just that Uehara Nobu's tall body is like a stone pillar nailed in place, no matter how hard Takada Naho tries, he can't pull it halfway.

As if because of nervousness, Takada Naho's hand was lubricated by the sweat secreted from the palm, staggered, and was about to fall to the ground.

Nobuo Uehara quickly grasped Takada Naho's hand.

Seeing the three little ones, he was determined not to agree with him going out, Uehara Shin could only helplessly shake his head and said, "Then let's go back."

Anyway, he didn't make a clear promise, at worst, he was going out when no one was paying attention to him.

Kiyoshi, Cheng Nakahara, and Naho Takata couldn't help cheering when Nobu Uehara agreed.

Kiyoshi Terauchi looked at Takada Naho who was holding Uehara Nobu's right hand with a smile on his face: "Naho-chan, are we helping Butterfly Shinobu-sama?"

Takada Naho was stunned for a moment, the look on his face was a bit complicated, and he continued to deal with it.

When walking towards the lobby, Naho Takada glanced at Shin Uehara from time to time.

Looking at the three little girls who were talking to each other, but did not forget to hold their own hands, Uehara Shin couldn't help but think of his daughter Uehara Yuki.

At the beginning, she was just like them, every time she went out, she always held her hand and walked forward.

It's just that it's okay to walk back to the lobby, but because the height gap between Uehara Nobu and the three little ones is too large.

As a result, when he walked to the lobby, he had to bow his back.

It was very uncomfortable for him to go.

When he walked to the lobby, Uehara Shin felt as if it had been several days, and he was very tormented.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

A rhythmic breathing sound reached Nobuo Uehara's ears after a long distance.

Walk around the corner of the house.

An open yard came into Uehara Shin's eyes.

In front of the porch, Purgatory Xingshoulang focused on brandishing the wooden knife in his hand.

"Did Master Xingshoulang get up to practice so early again? He is obviously still recovering from his injuries," Zhongyuan Cheng widened his eyes, looking at Xingshoulang, who was practicing in the purgatory in the courtyard.

"It's really amazing," Si Neiqing echoed.

Noticing the arrival of several people.

"Yo, Uncle Uehara, and you guys, good morning," Purgatory Kyojuro greeted Nobu Shanghara, Kiyoshi Terauchi and the others with a smile.

It's uncle again, don't you have any eyesight to see, this stinky brat.

Hearing the greeting from Purgatory Kyojuro, Nobuo Uehara's expression darkened, and he turned to look at the three little ones in front of him, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Alas~ It's still a little girl to be seen.

"Big brother, why did Anjurou-sama call you uncle? You look so young," Takada Naho discovered the blind spot.

"Don't look at Uncle's young appearance, he is actually an old man in his forties," Purgatory Xingshoulang leaned in front of the three little ones and said.

"Look carefully at his chin, those black dots are the proof that he has finished shaving," Purgatory Kyojuro pointed to Uehara Nobu's chin a few days after shaving.

Will you speak or not, just shut up.

Uehara letter: "..."

It's not right for him to refute for a while, and it's not even if he doesn't refute.

After all, what Purgatory Xingshoulang said was the truth.

It was rare for someone to call him brother, so he was happy for a long time, and then he was destroyed by Purgatory Xingshoulang in a blink of an eye.

"Ah!" San Xiaozhi exclaimed, looking at Uehara Shin in surprise.

Uehara Shin didn't care about the cries of the three little ones, but looked at Purgatory Kyojuro expressionlessly.

Until the scalp of Purgatory Xingshoulang looked numb.

Uehara Shin turned around and picked up the broom by the wall, looked back at Purgatory Kyojuro and said, "Kyojurou let me see your strength."

Seemingly remembering something, Lian Ji Xing Shou Lang's expression froze, but he hesitated to speak.

Afraid of my illusion? Uehara Shin thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, I will never use my special ability."

Sure enough, the uncle is still hiding his strength? Purgatory Xingshoulang's eyes lit up, and he responded: "Okay."

Speaking of this, Purgatory Xingjurou couldn't help but glance at the broom in Uehara Nobu's hand: "Uncle, do you just use that broom?"

"Otherwise, where did you get the wooden knife in your hand?" Shin Uehara asked rhetorically.

"Big Brother, here," Naho Takada ran up to Nobuo Uehara with a wooden knife at some point.

"Nice job," Uehara Nobu subconsciously put down the broom in his hand, and took the wooden knife handed over by Takada Naho.

Then he stroked Takada Naho's little head, and praised him.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as her father's breath, Takada Naho carefully felt the temperature in Uehara Nobu's hand.

"Stay back a little bit."

Caressing the wooden knife in his hand, Nobuo Uehara rolled the knife, turned his head and shouted at the three little ones.

Seeing Uehara Nobu's expression changing instantly, Purgatory Kyojuro suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Is it an illusion?

Purgatory Xingshourou scratched his head subconsciously, and looked behind him.

But behind him, except for a few drying racks beside the courtyard wall, there was no one there.

"Are you ready?" Nobuo Uehara pointed the tip of the knife obliquely at the ground.

Shaking his head, let go of distracting thoughts in his heart.

Purgatory Kyojuro clasped the wooden knife in his hands tightly with both hands, put on the posture of the breath of flame, and looked at the position of Uehara Shin: "Come on, uncle."

The voice just fell.

Purgatory Kyojuro blinked subconsciously, but found that Uehara Nobu was no longer in front of him.

"Quickly," Purgatory Xingshoulang took a deep breath.

It was clearly just a wooden knife, but for some reason, Purgatory Xingshourou could feel the sharp edge of the wooden knife on the left.

He leaned slightly to avoid the knife, and suddenly felt a few strands of hair slipping from his eyes.

The bright yellow hair, with a hint of fiery red at the tip, looks radiant under the sunlight.

That is······

A flash of horror flashed in Purgatory Xingshoulang's eyes, it was absolutely true, it was his hair,

Sure enough, you can't underestimate the uncle.

Purgatory Kyojuro changed his relaxed attitude just now, his expression was dignified, and he took a few steps back quickly to distance himself from Uehara Shin.

How can I let you open the distance so easily.

Seeing Purgatory Kyojurou in his eyes, that speed like a turtle crawling, Uehara Shin's eyes moved slightly, he took two steps forward quickly, and slashed at Purgatory Kyojurou staring straight at him.

Simple, straight cut.

snap~

It's like splitting the air.

Purgatory Xingshoulang only felt a sound exploding in his ears, and his expression suddenly turned into a trance.

When he came back to his senses, the tip of the wooden knife in Uehara Nobu's hand had already rested on his forehead.

At some point, looking at the wooden knife less than a fingertip away from the center of the eyebrows, a lot of sweat broke out on the forehead of Purgatory Xingjurou.

This kind of speed is even more difficult to deal with than Shangxian San. Is this the strength of the uncle.

Purgatory Kyojuro stared in surprise at the expressionless Uehara Shin over the blade in front of his eyebrows.

There's something wrong with this guy's eyes.

Nobu Uehara looked at the unresponsive Purgatory Kyojuro, and the staring eyes that stared at him, felt something was wrong.

this look...

Uehara Shin remembered, this look was exactly the same as Minato's look at him back then.

Uehara Shin's eyes froze slightly, thinking about how to deal with it.

So this is the strength of the big brother and Lord Yan Zhu? Takada Naho looked at the two people in the field and was very surprised. This was the first time she saw the scene of the Zhu level.

The three little ones only saw two shadows flickering just now, and then stopped in the yard.

"Big Brother and Master Yan Zhu, you are really amazing."

Hearing the cheers of the three little ones, Shin Uehara waved his hands to them with a smile, turned his head to look at Purgatory Kyojuro, opened his mouth and said, "Just now I used a little illusion."

The power of illusion? I didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with. Purgatory Kyojuro frowned, but he didn't care about Uehara Nobu's back-and-forth.

After all, evil spirits are much more shameless than Shin Uehara in order to save their lives.

He just felt a sense of helplessness in his heart.

After all, Uehara Shin II lived for more than sixty years as a human being, how could he not understand the thoughts in the heart of Purgatory Kyojuro.

But he didn't have a good solution. After all, if he wanted to deal with hypnosis or illusion, he had to have strong willpower and keen judgment.

And this ability does not come naturally.

At this time, Uehara Nobu suddenly thought of someone, Kamado Tanjiro.

Nobu Uehara frowned why he remembered that brat, but decided to remind Purgatory Kyojuro.

"I heard that ghosts have all kinds of strange abilities, and there may be ghosts with the same ability as me, so you have to be careful."

"I understand," Purgatory Xingshoulang lifted his spirits and challenged Xiang Yuanxin again.

But what surprised Shin Uehara was.

This time, Purgatory Kyojuro actually asked Nobuo Uehara to use illusion on him.

Feeling the raging fighting spirit ignited by Purgatory Kyojuro, Uehara Nobuo smiled and beckoned to Purgatory Kyojuro.

"Come~"

The voice fell.

A sense of scorching heat emerged from Purgatory Xing Shoulang.

Flame-like hair color, at the speed of Purgatory Xingjurou, it is like a strong flame flashing across.

next second.

Uehara Shin only felt a raging fire going straight in front of him, and subconsciously raised his knife to block it.

In just a few seconds, the figure of Purgatory Kyojuro and Nobu Uehara in the center intersected no less than ten times.

Clang~clang~clang~

It was clearly the clash of wooden knives, but there was a sound of metal and iron clashing.

Purgatory Kyojuro's offensive seemed violent, but it did not cause any trouble to Uehara Shin.

Just like instinct, Uehara Shin's counterattack was like a stroll in the courtyard, extremely relaxed.

Several times, Purgatory Xingshoulang felt the danger, but he seemed to see the way forward.

All kinds of doubts about sword skills seemed to be suddenly cleared up.

For a moment, Purgatory Xingshourou felt as if he had opened the door to the way of swordsmanship, and he was overjoyed.

Very strong comprehension ability.

Obviously it was for the purpose of educating Purgatory Xing Shoulang, but I didn't expect to feed him instead.

Nobu Uehara looked at the excited Purgatory Kyojuro, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes, and the part pointed by the knife tip became more and more tricky.

Feeling that the blade, which could barely cope with it, suddenly became difficult to deal with.

"this······"

Purgatory Xingshoulang sweated more and more on his forehead, and the originally majestic movements of his hands also became weird.

Has it reached the limit? Uehara Shin frowned and slowed down slightly.

Feeling the strangeness, Xingjulang of Purgatory said with a serious expression: "Don't slow down, Uncle Uehara, please let me see that new world."

"new world?"

At some point, Butterfly Shinobi, who had been watching the battle for a long time, appeared in front of the entrance, and looked at Purgatory Xingshourou in surprise.

"Yes," Purgatory Kyojuro subconsciously responded, raised the hilt of the knife slightly, and used the thick back of the knife to block the knife from Uehara Nobuobu.

With longing eyes, he looked at Uehara Shin and said: "That is the highest field of swordsmanship."

"Could it be that," Butterfly covered her lips lightly, looking at Uehara Shin in surprise.

Or just tell a lie and deal with it.

Sensing the heat in the eyes of the two, Nobuo Uehara thought subconsciously.

As for the supreme realm mentioned by Purgatory Kyojuro, to be honest, Uehara Shin didn't understand what that realm was.

After thinking about it, Uehara Shin decided to reveal what he understood as the Iron Slashing Realm.

"Although I don't know what the supreme realm you are talking about is, I feel that it should be similar to the iron-slashing realm as I understand it."

Iron-slashing realm! Is it the realm of cutting steel?

Purgatory Xingshoulang's eyes suddenly lit up.

It's too late, but it's fast.

A knife light with a terrifying momentum and flashing black lightning suddenly slashed past Purgatory Xingshourou.

For a moment, Purgatory Kyojuro only felt that the whole world seemed to be split open by Uehara Shin's terrifying knife.

When he came back to his senses, he only saw San Xiaozhi and Die Die Ren staring at his back intently.

Purgatory Xingshoulang hurriedly turned his head to look, it was a small crack extending to the front of the drying rack.

"Is it only this destructive power?"

Purgatory Xingshourou, who tends to move with more destructive power, has a look of disappointment in his eyes, because the destructive power caused by his secret art is greater than this crack.

In fact, what they don't know is that this is already the result of Uehara Shin's deliberate control.

"Everyone's understanding is different," Shin Uehara said amusedly, looking at the disappointment in Purgatory Kyojurou's eyes.