Meina's life and death tugged at the heartstrings of Lin Fan. Lin Fan dared not relax in the slightest; every minute of delay meant danger for Meina!

Following the ninja's directions, Lin Fan quickly rushed towards the interior of the Iga ninja clan. Naturally, there would be masters from the Iga ninja clan guarding the place!

After crossing two corridors, Lin Fan had lost count of how many people he had killed. In any case, his body was already covered in blood, and he carried the scent of gore all over, like a Godslayer emerging from hell!

At this moment, Lin Fan finally arrived at the small courtyard described by the ninja!

Four ninjas were standing at the entrance to the room in the courtyard.

When the four ninjas saw Lin Fan, their expressions immediately froze, revealing a cold look. They drew their samurai swords one by one, and under the light, the blades glistened dazzlingly!

"Four Ghost Ninjas?"

Looking at the four ninjas, Lin Fan sensed their distinctiveness and quickly made a judgment in his heart!

Lin Fan asked calmly, "Is Meina inside?"

"Get past us first!" one of the Ghost Ninjas shouted coldly.

"Kill!"

With another roar, the leading ninja, holding a samurai sword, charged rapidly.

Compared to ordinary ninjas, Ghost Ninjas are much stronger. Lin Fan had fought Ghost Ninjas before and knew well how powerful they were, let alone dealing with four of them! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Lin Fan did not dare to be careless. Holding the long sword, he flipped his wrist, pointing the sharp blade upward. Without a word, he swung his arm, and the sharp long sword slashed horizontally through the air, cutting a blinding arc of light!

With a crisp "clang," the long sword collided with the samurai sword in the Ghost Ninja's hand, making a sharp sound. The blade expanded, sparking a blinding blaze!

With just one strike, Lin Fan gauged the Ghost Ninja's strength. Gripping the long sword with both hands, he exerted downward force, letting the sharp blade slide along the samurai sword, aiming at the Ghost Ninja's wrist, drawing a sharp whistle of wind!

"You're courting death!"

The other three Ghost Ninjas shouted in unison, charging swiftly, their three samurai swords cleaving down at Lin Fan's head!

The speed of the blades was so fast that the wind from them blew Lin Fan's hair, making it sway!

Lin Fan wasn't the least bit nervous. He pushed off the ground with both feet, retreating swiftly more than three meters back as if he had springs underfoot.

However, just as his feet touched the ground again, he exerted force once more, charging forward again. Swinging his arm horizontally, the long sword sliced out a streak of cold light, targeting the waists of the four Ghost Ninjas, as if intending to cut them in half!

Becoming a Ghost Ninja requires decades of rigorous training. Their strength should never be underestimated. The four seemed to have a tacit understanding, retreating simultaneously!

"It's not easy to kill all four at once; I'll have to take them down one by one!"

Deciding his strategy, Lin Fan pointed his long sword at one of them, rushing forward like a raging tiger!

The Ghost Ninja's expression changed dramatically, hastily swinging his samurai sword, aiming to cut down Lin Fan's head!

However, Lin Fan did not dodge; instead, he charged forward against the blade. Just as the samurai sword got closer to his head, his forward-charging body suddenly shifted direction!

"Pfft!"

The samurai sword sliced through the air with a whooshing sound!

But Lin Fan's figure had already moved to the left side of the Ghost Ninja!

Charging forward quickly and suddenly changing direction requires excellent physical fitness and speed control; if not handled well, one could even break a leg due to exerting too much force!

But for Lin Fan, it was too easy!

"Now, you can report to your Emperor!"

Lin Fan sneered, thrusting his long sword quickly!

"Pluck!"

The sharp tip of the sword pierced through the air, not allowing the Ghost Ninja a chance to breathe. The sword tip stabbed into his throat, puncturing through the back of his neck, with blood dripping down from the blade tip!

"Baka!"

The other three Ghost Ninjas, seeing their comrade killed, their eyes filled with bloodshot rage!

"Don't be eager; you're next!" Lin Fan said coldly.

"Roar!"

The three Ghost Ninjas let out a strange roar, their three samurai swords cleaving down at Lin Fan's head at a blinding speed, only describable as light-speed!

Lin Fan didn't hesitate, blocking with his horizontal sword!

Clang clang clang~

Three crisp sounds!

The three samurai swords slammed heavily onto the long sword, making Lin Fan's arms numb!

"Break for me!"

Lin Fan shouted, releasing strands of Powerful Qi, wrapping it around the long sword, making the blade shine brightly, like a Glazed Treasure Sword!

"Swish!"

The long sword swung, slicing across the three samurai swords!

"Clack clack clack!"

Three sharp cracking sounds!

The three samurai swords were like fragile eggs against this sword, shattered effortlessly!

"How is this possible?" one Ghost Ninja exclaimed in shock.

"My sword, compared to the trash in your hands? Now, I'll send you off to report to your Emperor!"

Lin Fan's eyes were sharp, and he swung his long sword once more, the sharp blade slicing horizontally across the three Ghost Ninjas' throats, leaving a fine line of blood oozing out!

Even in death, they couldn't believe their samurai swords had been cut by Lin Fan's long sword!

After killing the three, Lin Fan didn't glance at their bodies. To him, these Ghost Ninjas were merely stepping stones in his path, not worth mentioning!

With a few quick steps, Lin Fan reached the door, kicked it, and with a "bang," the door flew out!

Inside, under the dim light, this was the woodshed of the Iga ninja clan, cluttered with firewood and discarded items, making the room look messy and dirty!

Yet, a woman with disheveled hair, her clothes torn, revealing scratched-up skin, was squatting in a corner, holding a sleeping baby!

Upon hearing the crash, the woman immediately looked up, and upon seeing the silhouette she longed for, her eyes welled up with tears!

It was Meina and Lin Xuechuan!

"Tyrant, you've finally come!"

At this moment, a cold laugh echoed in Lin Fan's ear!

Lin Fan's sharp gaze swept over, and in the center of the room was a wooden table with a man in a kimono sitting proudly in the chair, his posture arrogant.

On the table lay a slender samurai sword!

The man, staring coldly at Lin Fan, had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips. Who else could it be but Iga Zuo'en?

"I've been looking for you for a long time too!"

Lin Fan squinted his eyes slightly, a cold gleam flashing between his brows!