Konoha: Draw Cards From the Ninja World - Chapter 254

Seeing Uehara nodded.

Takada Naho only breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously, “Then you, you must keep it secret.”

Both parents were killed by ghosts, so are you so careful when you behave in the world?

Seeing Takada Naho’s cautious look, Uehara Rarely stroked the top of Takada Naho’s head, and promised, “Don’t worry.”

Looking at Uehara Shinbuya suspiciously, Terauchi asked the question in his mind: “Big brother… are you going out?”

This little girl is very talkative and very smart. She knew what he thought so quickly.

Unlike the Purgatory Apricot Shou Lang, who opened his mouth and closed his mouth, his mouth was full of uncle.

Is he that old?

I will always be eighteen years old.

Uehara’s strange expression made her confirm her guess.

I thought that these swordsmen Uehara were fighting to protect people like them.

Kiyoshi Temple said quickly: “Sister Kwai has explained that the eldest brother’s sun-wheel knife has not been delivered yet, so elder brother can’t go out yet.”

Seeing this, Sumi Nakata trot, spreading his hands, blocking the reverse direction leading to the gate.

“Let’s go back,” Takada Naho grabbed Uehara’s big hand with both hands, but thought in her heart, such a warm hand, just like a father’s hand.

However, the movement of Takada Naho’s hand did not stop in the slightest, and she kept pulling in the direction of the lobby.

It’s just that Uehara’s tall body is like a stone pillar nailed to the spot, no matter how hard Takada Naho works, he can’t pull half a point.

It seems that because of nervousness, Takada Naho’s hand staggered under the lubrication of the sweat secreted from the palm, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Nobuyuki Uehara quickly got off his hands, and quickly grabbed Takada Naho’s hand.

Seeing the three little ones, he was determined not to agree with him to go out, Uehara could only shook his head helplessly: “Then let’s go back.”

Anyway, he didn’t agree clearly on his lips, and he was going out when no one noticed him.

Seeing Uehara Shinobu’s consent, the three people, Kiyoshi Terauchi, Sumi Nakahara and Naho Takada, couldn’t help cheering.

Kiyoshi Terauchi looked at Takada Naho who held Uehara’s right hand with a smile: “Naho-chan, can we count as helping Lord Ninja Butterfly?”

Takada Naho was stunned, the look on her face was a bit complicated, as she continued to cope.

When walking towards the lobby, Takada Naho’s eyes, from time to time, glanced up at the letter.

Seeing the three little girls who were talking to each other, but still did not forget to hold their hands, Uehara could not help but think of his daughter Yuki Uehara.

She was just like them at the beginning, always holding her hand and walking forward every time she went out.

It’s just that it doesn’t matter if you walk back to the lobby, but because the height difference between Uehara Nobuya and the three little ones is too large.

He must buckle when he walks to the lobby.

He was very uncomfortable walking.

When he walked to the lobby, Uehara Nobuyuki felt like a few days had passed, and it was very tormented.

“Drink! Drink! Drink!”

A rhythmic breathing sound reached Uehara Shin’s ears over a long distance.

Walk through the corner of the house.

An open courtyard caught Uehara’s eyes.

In front of the entrance, the purgatory apricot Shou Lang focused on brandishing the wooden knife in his hand.

“Sir Apricot Shoulang wakes up again so early to practice? Obviously he is still recovering from his injuries,” Cheng Yuan Zhongyuan’s eyes widened, looking at the purgatory Apricot Shoulang who was practicing in the courtyard.

“It’s amazing,” Si Neiqing echoed.

Perceive the arrival of several people.

“Yeah, Uncle Uehara, and you guys, early,” Purgatory Kyōzuro smiled and said hello to Uehara Shin and Seiji Temple.

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

Hearing the hello from Purgatory Kyōshouro, Uehara Shinobi’s face sank, and he turned to look at the three little ones in front of him, with a smile in his eyes.

Alas~ I’m still waiting for the little girl.

“Big brother, why did Mr. Kyo Shoulang call you uncle? He obviously looks so young,” Takada Naho found the blind spot.

“Don’t look at the young man, he is actually an old man in his forties,” Apricot Shourou from Purgatory leaned in front of the three little boys and said.

“Look at his chin carefully, the black dots are proof that he finished shaving,” Purgatory Kyōzuro pointed to Uehara’s chin a few days after he finished shaving.

Can you speak, just shut up if you don’t.

Uehara letter: “······”

He did not refute for a while, nor did he not refute.

After all, what the Purgatory Kyojuro said was the truth.

It’s rare that someone called his brother. How long he was so happy, he was destroyed by the purgatory Kyrgyzstan in a blink of an eye.

“Hey!” The three little ones exclaimed, looking at Uehara Shinbuya in surprise.

Uehara Shinobi didn’t pay attention to the three little cries, but looked at Purgatory Kyōshouro blankly.

Until the scalp looked at by Purgatory Apricot Shoulang became numb.

Then Uehara Nobuya turned around and picked up the broom by the wall, looked back at the purgatory Kyōshourou and said, “Kyoushourou, let me see your strength.”

As if thinking of something, Apricot Shourou from Purgatory looked stiff, but he wanted to say nothing.

Fear of my illusion? Shin Uehara thought for a while and said, “Don’t worry, I absolutely don’t need my special ability.”

Sure enough, did the uncle still hide his strength? Purgatory Kyoko’s eyes lit up, and he responded, “Okay.”

Speaking of this, Apricot Shou Lang of Purgatory couldn’t help but turned his eyes off the broom in Harabubu’s hand: “Uncle, do you use that broom?”

“Otherwise, where did the wooden knife in your hand come from?” Uehara asked back.

“Big brother, here,” Takada Naho, trotting up to Uehara Nobuyoshi with a wooden knife at some point.

“Nice work,” Uehara Xin subconsciously put down the broom in his hand and took the wooden knife that Takada Naho handed over.

Immediately, he stroked Shitakada Naho’s little head, and said in praise.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Dad’s breath, Takada Naho carefully felt the temperature in Uehara’s hands.

“You guys step back.”

Caressing the wooden knife in his hand, Uehara Shinobu pulled a knife, turned his head and shouted at Sanxiao.

Seeing Uehara Shinobu’s instant change of expression, Apricot Juro of Purgatory suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Is it an illusion?

Purgatory Apricot Shourou subconsciously scratched his head and glanced behind him.

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

“Are you ready?” The tip of the knife in Uehara’s hand pointed diagonally to the ground.

Shaking his head, cast aside the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Apricot Shourou from Purgatory shook hands with the wooden sword in his hands, set the posture of Yanzhi’s breath, and looked at the location of Uehara Shinobu: “Come on, uncle.”

The voice just fell.

Purgatory Kyōzuro blinked his eyes subconsciously, only to find that Uehara Shinobi was no longer in front of him.

“Quickly,” Apricot Shouro from Purgatory took a deep breath.

Obviously it was only a wooden knife, but for some reason, Apricot Shou Lang from Purgatory could feel the sharp wooden knife blade on the left side.

He leaned slightly to avoid the knife, and suddenly felt a few strands of hair slip off before his eyes.

The bright yellow hair, with a hint of fiery red on the tip of the hair, looked radiant in the sunlight.

That is······

A flash of horror flashed in the eyes of Purgatory Apricot Shou Lang, absolutely right, it was his hair.

Sure enough, the uncle can’t be underestimated.

Purgatory Kyo Shourou changed his relaxed expression just now, with a solemn expression, and took a few steps back quickly to get away from Uehara Shinobu.

How can you get away with it so easily.

Seeing Kyoto Purgatory in his eyes, at the speed of a turtle crawling, Uehara’s eyes moved slightly, and he walked forward two steps quickly, staring at Kyoto Purgatory.

Simple and straightforward.

Slap~

It seemed to split the air apart.

Apricot Shou Lang of Purgatory only felt a sound exploded in his ear, and his expression suddenly burned in a trance.

When he recovered, the tip of the wooden knife in Uehara’s hand was already resting on his forehead.

When, looking at the wooden knife less than a fingertip distance from the center of the eyebrows, a lot of sweat broke out on the forehead of Purgatory Kyōjoro.

This kind of speed is simply more difficult to deal with than the first three. Is this the strength of the uncle.

Purgatory Kyrgyzstan’s surprised eyes crossed the blade between his brows and looked at the expressionless Uehara Nobubu.

This guy’s eyes are not right.

Uehara Shinobu looked at the unresponsive Apricot Juro, and the stare stare at him, and felt something was wrong.

This look…

Uehara Shinobu remembered, his eyes were exactly the same as the eyes that Watergate had when he saw him.

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

It turns out that this is the strength of the big brother and Yanzhu-sama? Takada Naho looked at the two people in the field with surprise in her heart. This was the first time she saw the column-level competition.

Three little ones, only two shadows flickered just now, and then they stopped in the yard.

“Big Brother and Master Yan Zhu, really amazing.”

Listening to the cheers of the three little ones, Shin Uehara smiled and waved to them, turned his head to look at the purgatory Kyōzuro, and opened his mouth and said, “I just used the illusion technique just now.”

The power of illusion, I didn’t expect it to be so difficult to deal with. Purgatory Kyōshourou frowned, but he didn’t care about Uehara’s backlash.

After all, the evil spirits are more shameless than Uehara’s in order to save their lives.

He just felt a sense of helplessness in his heart.

After all, Shinji Uehara has lived for more than sixty years, how can he not understand the thoughts in the heart of Purgatory Kyoko.

But he didn’t have a good way. After all, to deal with hypnosis or illusion, he must have strong willpower and keen judgment.

And this ability is not innate.

At this time, Uehara Shinobu suddenly thought of someone alone, Tanjiro Chiamon.

Why did he think of that kid, Uehara Nobubu frowned, but decided to remind Purgatory Kyōzuro.

“I heard that ghosts have many strange abilities, and there may be ghosts with the same abilities as mine, so you have to be careful.”

“I understand.” Purgatory Kyōshouro lifted up his spirits, and once again invited Shang Yuanxin to fight.

But what surprised Uehara letter was.

This time, Kyōjuro of Purgatory actually asked Uehara Shinobu to use illusionism on him.

Feeling the raging fighting spirit ignited by Kyoto Purgatory, Shin Uehara smiled and beckoned to Kyoto Purgatory.

“Come on~”

The voice fell.

A hint of scorching heat came out of Purgatory Kyo Shouro.

The flame-like hair color, at the speed of the purgatory Apricot Shou Lang, was like a strong flame passing by.

Next second.

Uehara Xin only felt a blazing fire rushing straight to his eyes, subconsciously raising his sword to block it.

In just a few seconds, the figure of Purgatory Apricot Shouro and Uehara Shinobu in the center had crossed more than ten times.

Clang~clang~clang~

Obviously it was a wooden sword hitting each other, but there was a sound of golden and iron humming.

The offensive of Purgatory Kyojuro seemed fierce, but it did not cause any trouble to Uehara Nobuh.

Just like instinct, Uehara’s counterattack was like a walk in the garden, very relaxed.

Several times, he felt dangerous, but he seemed to have seen the way forward.

The doubts about various sword skills seemed to suddenly open up.

For a while, the purgatory Kyo Shou Lang only felt as if he had opened the door of kendo, and he was overjoyed in his heart.

Good comprehension ability.

Obviously it was for the purpose of educating the purgatory Kyung Shou Lang, but he did not expect to be recruited instead.

Uehara Shinobu looked at the excited Purgatory Kyōjuro, a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and the point where the tip of the knife pointed became more and more tricky.

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

“This······”

The sweat on the forehead of the purgatory apricot Shouro grew more and more, and the original grandiose movements of his hands also became weird.

Is it the limit, Uehara’s brow frowned, and his speed was slightly slowed down.

Feeling the strange purgatory Kyo Shouro, his expression was serious: “Don’t slow down, Uncle Uehara, please show me the new world.”

“new world?”

I don’t know when, appearing in front of the entrance, Butterfly Ninja, who has been watching the battle for a long time, looked at the purgatory Kyrgyzstan in the field in surprise.

“Yes,” Apricot Shou Lang from Purgatory responded subconsciously, lifting the hilt slightly, and using the heavy back of the sword to block the knife Uehara Shinobi made.

With eyes full of longing, he looked at Shin Uehara and said, “That is the highest realm of swordsmanship.”

“Could it be that,” Butterfly Shinobu gently pressed her lips, looking at Uehara Shinbuya in surprise.

Or just tell a lie and deal with it.

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

As for the supreme realm in the mouth of Purgatory Kyōshourou, to be honest, Uehara Nobuya did not understand what realm it was.

After thinking about it, Uehara Nobuyuki decided to show the Iron Slashing Realm as he understood it.

“Although I don’t know what the Supreme Realm you are talking about is, but I feel it should be similar to the Iron Slashing Realm I understand.”

Cut the iron realm! Cut the iron realm?

The eyes of Purgatory Apricot Shouro suddenly lit up.

It’s too late to say, then it’s fast.

A knife light with a terrifying aura, flashing with black lightning, suddenly slashed from the side of Purgatory Apricot Shou Lang.

For a while, the Purgatory Kyo Shou Lang only felt that the whole world seemed to have been split apart by Uehara Shin’s horrible knife.

When he came back to his senses, only the three little ones and Butterfly Ninja were looking at his back intently.

Apricot Shou Lang from Purgatory quickly turned around and saw that it was a small crack that stretched to the drying rack.

“Is there only this destructive power?”

Apricot Shouro Purgatory, who tends to have more destructive moves, has a touch of disappointment in his eyes, because he exerts his own profound meaning and causes more destructive power than this crack.

In fact, what they didn’t know was that this was the result of Uehara’s deliberate control.

“Everyone understands differently,” Uehara said amusedly, looking at the disappointment in the eyes of Purgatory Kyojuro.