Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

A man with a long knife stepped on the pool of blood with a calm expression, and the trampled blood solidified into a pool of bloody mud.

Mu Cun's hand holding the knife trembled for once, and there was only one enemy: "Your Excellency... who is Your Excellency, and why did you disturb the purity of my Buddhism?"

Mizuno Sora knew this monk, who was the owner of the workshop where Amitabha came out from Sada's house that night.

At that time, he looked satisfied, but now he is trembling like a chicken or duck waiting to be slaughtered.

He couldn't help feeling the magic of fate, and wiped the sword: "I am a swordsman, and I am here to discuss Buddhism."

"Since you are discussing the Dharma, why do you want to kill people here?" Mu Cun raised a hand behind his back and gestured to the monks under him, "My little monk has never heard of such a Dharma in the world."

"My Dharma is..." Mizuno Sora finished wiping the knife, the light of the knife was brighter than the moonlight.

Before he finished speaking, Mucun waved heavily behind his back!

"Fire!" Mucun gritted his teeth and shouted!

This swordsman is the strongest swordsman Mu Cun has ever seen in his life. His swordsmanship has never been heard before. It can be said that no one in the world can match him in the way of swordsmanship. Breaking the formation alone, the ancient swordsman is no more than that!

But the times are different. Modern times are no longer able to rule the world with a sword. No matter how fast the sword in your hand is, can it be faster than a bullet?

However, the problem will be serious if the gunshots are fired. Although the manor is relatively remote, some residents will be able to hear the gunshots after all, and it will take a lot of resources to quell the official accountability.

Several monks equipped with guns took out their pistols and opened fire, and the muzzle flames gushed out in the night.

"Crossing people."

Mizuno Sora held his breath, his body bent suddenly, and the long knife in his hand vibrated rapidly in the narrow space.

"clank!"

The long sword danced with a cloud of silver light, and most of the bullets were deflected by Mizuno Sora with the blade of the sword.

Ordinary people can't distinguish the specific movements of Mizuno Sora, they can only see him chopping bullets with a knife.

"Impossible!" The fired bullet was actually blocked by the knife!

This hand movement is handsome, but Mizuno Sora's arm has been so painful that he has lost consciousness.

He used healing ninjutsu on his arm, and rushed into Mucun's side.

Mucun, who was still in fear, was frightened into a puppet, and everything in front of him violated his long-standing three views-the almighty leader couldn't do it!

With a slash of the long knife on his neck, the world in front of Mucun's eyes rotated 360 degrees and flew up.

...

"Is it still unresolved?" The leader's face remained the same, but he kept asking the subordinates around him in a low voice.

The sudden bang bang gunshot woke up many believers.

"The gun is fired, it's okay, leader." The host Xiaoseng showed a reassuring smile, "Do you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, a blood-stained monk stumbled in.

The host Xiaoseng hurried over and asked, "What's the situation, how many people are there?!"

"I can't beat it, I can't beat it, one person, just one person." The little monk's nerves were already a little abnormal, and his pale lips formed a sharp contrast with the blood.

"one?"

"Guns, guns can't kill him, he is an evil spirit, evil spirit, evil spirit is here!"

The host, Xiaoseng, threw him to the ground fiercely. Just kidding, he turned the headquarters upside down by himself, and even used guns.

"Trash! Can't you kill a single person with so many of you?! They're all trash."

Evil spirit? If there are evil spirits in the world, they are the same people.

"I'm here to discuss Buddhism." A figure with a long knife walked into the party, and a layer of corpses had already accumulated in the courtyard outside.

Whether holding a gun or a long knife, kneeling down to beg for mercy or running wildly, Mizuno Sora did not hesitate to make up for it.

More than a thousand congregants looked at this ghostly man in bewilderment. He cut off the monk who was in the way with one knife, and then threw the blood out of the blade with another knife.

There was a thick layer of blood on the soles of his shoes, and every step he took left deep footprints on the ground.

Holding the long knife tightly, Mizuno Sora suddenly ran like a gust of wind, with the long knife in front of him, sweeping across the four corners of the courtyard like a meat grinder.

Those monks who maintained order were blown by the gust of Mizuno, and they all fell to the ground with their eyes open.

It is said that if you die fast enough, your brain will not feel pain.

The villains in the courtyard were almost killed by him, only a part remained in the assembly. The upper-level cadres of the church could not have imagined that in a short period of time, the core force had been wiped out by the people in front of them .

Not only the monks, but also those believers who bullied young girls were dealt with cleanly by him like slaughtering chickens.

Mizuno Sora glanced at everyone in the field, numb and fanatical, the paunchy leader on the high platform was no longer calm and calm, he took small steps to escape.

"Monk, I don't know something."

"What, what..."

"Are eggs meat?"

Suddenly a fanatical monk rushed out from the corner, holding a powerful micro-punch in his arms. In the island country, a country with strict gun control, the appearance of this micro-punch frightened the surrounding believers.

Although the believers are fanatical, not all of them are fanatics who will sacrifice for religion.

"Da da da!!"

The bullets sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun, and under the terrified screams of the believers, they all hit Mizuno Sora's body.

"Die, die!" The mad monk's eyeballs were tense, if it weren't for the dense bloodshot entanglement, the eyeballs would pop out of the sockets!

No matter how evil you are, don't look down on Nanwu Submachine Gun Bodhisattva!

But when the bullet hit Mizuno Sora, the solid figure turned into smoke, and all the bullets hit the empty space.

"Pfft." Sora Mizuno suddenly appeared behind the monk, splitting it in two with a long knife from top to bottom.

Mizuno Sora shuttled back and forth in the party with undiminished power, his body seemed to be oiled, and he passed through the dense crowd without hindrance, pulling out the villains around him like lightning.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, please speak carefully. I am the leader of the Orthodox Church..."

Mizuno Sora's long knife was suddenly stuck on the floor in front of the leader, and a flattering smile was wrung out on his fat old face with difficulty.

"If the enemy sent you here..."

Mizuno Sora squatted down and looked at the leader who had become a polished commander, and suddenly opened his mouth wide.

Fire escape - the art of the big fireball!

Fierce flames spewed out from the mouth in a straight line, a long chain of fire dragon devoured the leader, and then exploded suddenly, a circle of flames raged wantonly around!

"boom!"

The high platform was directly shattered, and the flames burned fiercely. According to the wooden structure of the manor, it would not take long for the entire building to be burned up.

The fire will burn away all evil in the night.

"God, God..."

"The Buddha has manifested his holiness."

"Woooo, please save us from the sea of ​​suffering."

I don't know who started it, the people in the audience suddenly knelt down one by one, leaning on the ground, sobbing in gratitude for the miracle just now.

Mizuno's avatar technique and fireball are a miracle!

Pulling the female worker who was almost killed from the flames, listening to the sound of prostrating prayers, Mizuno had a mocking smile on his face.

Put the knife on the ground, instantly soar into the air, and leap into the air.

The monk did not answer his question after all.

...

On the roof, Sora Mizuno's figure suddenly appeared behind Sada.

"Let's go." He changed into a normal look.

Sada Mayi looked up at Mizuno Sora, his lips moved up and down, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Mrs. Sada is fine, I saw her in the crowd."

After Mizuno Sora left, facing the raging fire, the believers in the assembly fled desperately. If they were really brave and fearless, they would not believe in religion. From a height, they all looked like ants avoiding the fire.

Each of these ants has eyes and noses, and the difference is only a millimeter.

"go home?"

"It's rare to come to Yamanashi Prefecture, let's go and see Mount Fuji."