Zhang Han opened the five fingers of his left hand and directly crushed the wind blade in front of him. His right hand kept moving and still cut to Tuan Zang''s neck.

    During the crisis, the regiment hid his upper body and tried to lean back. It was full of everything, but he scratched a blood mark across his chest.

    "Old fellow, if you don''t have to make a unique move, you won''t have a chance!" Zhang Han Jie smiled twice and reminded him.

    "Wind escape, vacuum flash!"

    Tuan Zang''s face was gloomy, his hands were connected with knots, opened his mouth and sucked hard, spitting out dozens of huge wind blades one after another.

    The wind blade that shoots in the air is very fast, and its brightness is uncertain. If you don''t pay attention, it will be penetrated by it.

    This kind of A-level Ninja is quite tricky for ordinary people to deal with, but compared with Zhang Han''s instant step, this speed is not enough!

    "It seems that you are really at your wit''s end." Zhang Han dodged, and escaped the attack of the wind blade, disappointed, "then, please die..."

    Before the words are finished, people have appeared behind each other. Wave a knife and cut again!

    "No! Stop it!"

    At this time, the gang master and his party rushed to the front and shouted loudly, trying to stop Zhang Han from killing Tuan Zang.

    Hearing the cry, Tuan Zang couldn''t help but rejoice. There are so many ninjas on his side. Zhang Han must dare not fool around again

    However, the next second, Tuan Zang''s smile solidified on his face!

    Zhang Hansi was unmoved by the shouts of the master and others. When he came, he was determined to kill Tuan Zang, so he cut off Tuan Zang''s head with a straight knife.

    In the blood splashing, Tuan Zang''s head fell to the ground and rolled out a meter away. In his wide open eyes, he still died with horror and disbelief!

    For a long time, standing in front of Zhang Han, his body, which had lost his head, slowly fell to the ground and splashed some dust with a bang.

    A group of Muye ninjas stood in a daze not far away. They looked at the corpses that had become two pieces in horror, and their heads seemed to be short circuited

    Qi Mu Shuo Mao frowned tightly, looked carefully at the mask on Zhang Han''s face, and wondered, "is this... White bone, devil?"

    Vaguely, I recalled the rumors about Zhang Han in the village.

    "Why? Why do you have to do this?"

    The master angrily walked up to Zhang Han and questioned loudly. The burning anger in my heart suppressed the fear of mask.

    "What? Why? Is it necessary to ask me why?" the low metal stereo was in the field. "Is it only allowed him to send someone to kill me and I am not allowed to chase him?"

    "Using double standards for high-level and ordinary ninjas is what you call the ''will of fire''?"

    "If that''s the case, I''ll kill him because he deserves to die! If not, don''t ask me why, because there''s no why!"

    In the face of the master''s angry question, Zhang Han''s anger is no less than her. The words of counterattack struck everyone''s heart like a heavy hammer.

    Leaving aside the identity of Tuan Zang, this is just Zhang Han''s private revenge!

    In the face of an enemy who has assassinated him, seek revenge directly from the other party... Nothing wrong!

    Listening to Zhang Han''s repeated rhetorical questions, the master was stunned in place for a moment, staring at the other party, and didn''t know how to answer.

    However, in a few seconds, the two bodies hidden by the regiment suddenly disappeared like reflections in the water. Behind a big tree, Tuan Zang''s figure appeared. Look carefully, where is it that Zhang Han beheaded?

    "Fortunately, if I hadn''t been prepared, I''m afraid I would have died at the hands of you."

    Unexpectedly, the finally obtained writing wheel eye was so easily wasted! Tuan Zang''s face was as gloomy as blood, and his eyes looked at Zhang Han with endless cold.

    "Captain white teeth, this kid ignored the order of the high level, not only attacked me, but also killed four people in succession. Such behavior should be equivalent to sentencing the village!"

    "You just brought someone here. Take the kid directly!"

    "This..."

    Zhang Han''s white bone mask, Tuan Zang''s death and rebirth, and the continuous changes in the field, people have been shocked and don''t know what to say.

    In the original book, Tuan Zang transplanted ten writing wheel eyes into his right arm after he destroyed the yuzhibo family. Zhang Han didn''t know whether the regiment had transplanted the writing wheel eye before the collapse of the yuzhibo family.

    Now it seems that Tuan Zang has already transplanted the writing wheel eye he didn''t know where to get to his right eye. What he just used is the pupil technique of writing wheel eye, Yixie Naqi!

    "No wonder the old man didn''t use the seal of the four elephants in the cave when he was dying. He still had this skill!"

    Thinking in his heart, Zhang Han dispersed the mask on his face and said in a strange way, "Yo, this is not the forbidden art of writing wheel eyes, is it Yixie Naqi?"

    "What?!"

    "What''s going on?"

    "What art is Yixie Naqi? As a member of the yuzhibo family, I have never heard of such pupil art!"

    Hearing the continuous screams, Zhang Han smiled and popularized the pupil technique of writing wheel eyes for them. By the way, he could also be disgusted to Tuan Zang.

    "Yes, Yixie Naqi can convert all unfavorable factors of the caster, including death, into dreams in a very short time, and can convert all favorable factors of the attacker into reality. It is the ultimate forbidden art that can freely control dreams and reality!"

    "Of course, the price of doing so is that an eye will lose its light forever!"

    Speaking of this, Zhang Han paused a little and then said, "forgive me for my ignorance. I haven''t heard that the Ninjas of the yuzhibo family will be so generous and give their writing wheel eyes to Lord Tuan Zang."

    "Hey, I knew the yuzhibo people were so warm and generous. I should ask them for a writing wheel eye. After all, one eye can change one life. It''s worth it!"

    Listening to Zhang Han''s explanation, everyone looked at Tuan Zang''s right eye wrapped in white cloth. Especially the Ninjas of yuzhibo family, although they are afraid of each other''s identity, their faces are full of anger.

    No one will be generous enough to give their eyes to others, not to mention the precious degree of writing wheel eyes, there are not many ninjas who can open their eyes in the yuzhibo family.

    On such a thought, if Tuan Zang can get the wheel eye, it must be the disciples of the clan who were killed by him and robbed the past

    "Kid, don''t talk nonsense here and confuse people!" Tuan Zang snorted coldly and retorted, "my writing wheel eye is a gift from my old friend Yu Zhibo mirror, not robbed."

    Hearing Tuan Zang''s explanation, everyone calmed down a little. Even if they still have questions, they can''t ask anything on such an occasion.