Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1242 Blood Sacrifice Reincarnation Technique

Shinsuke Takeda tried to struggle, but found that his body was already firmly bound by the evil mist and he could not move.

He could only clearly "feel" that his years of hard-earned essence and vigorous life force were being brutally drained away by the black mist surrounding him.

Finally, it transformed into streams of scarlet energy, flowing into Hattori Hanzo's withered arm.

In the blink of an eye, Takeda Shinsuke went from a living person to a curled-up, hideous dried corpse.

"Pfft!"

Hattori Hanzo slowly released his grip, and Takeda Shinsuke's body fell heavily to the ground. The crisp sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard, and the body was shattered into several pieces, scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, the dark gray mist surrounding Hattori Hanzo surged violently like boiling water.

The pure blood and life energy that had been plundered rampaged through his body.

The aura, which had become ethereal and chaotic due to the backlash of the spell, suddenly became solid.

A suffocating sense of oppression suddenly erupted from him.

The sealed room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and wherever the black mist reached, the ground was corroded with tiny black spots.

"Blood... Blood Sacrifice Reincarnation Technique!"

Koji Takeda's voice trembled. He knew very well that this was an evil technique that had long been listed as taboo!

Forcibly plunder the opponent's cultivation and potential, and convert them into one's own power.

Doing this will not only cause the victim's soul to be scattered, but the caster will also be devoured by the evil power. I never expected that Hattori Hanzo would dare to use such a forbidden technique so easily in order to restore his strength!

Chiya's lips trembled uncontrollably; she understood better than Koji Takeda how terrifying this evil art was.

This technique is not only extremely insidious, but the power it plunders is also extremely domineering, allowing the user to recover to their peak strength in a short period of time, or even reach a higher level.

But the cost is devastating; each time it is used, the caster's mind is corrupted by evil power.

Those who are sacrificed will be completely annihilated, with no possibility of reincarnation.

The two were both shocked and frightened, their minds racing with thoughts:

What is so special about this Jiang Xiaochuan that makes Lord Hattori so wary of him, even going so far as to use forbidden techniques to ensure that nothing goes wrong?

"Qianye."

Hattori Hanzo's voice rang out, revealing no trace of the evil magic he had just unleashed.

"Hi!" Qianye immediately gathered all his thoughts and bowed in response.

“Go to the ‘Chrysanthemum Room’ on the second floor and tell that distinguished guest,”

Hattori Hanzo said calmly, "If there's any 'fun' downstairs later, I hope he'll consider our past relationship and not stand idly by."

As he spoke, he took out a small black wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Qianye, saying, "Give this to him."

"Yes, sir! Understood!"

Qianye accepted the order and silently retreated into the shadows to carry it out.

"Takeda-kun,"

Hattori Hanzo turned his gaze to Takeda Koji, "Come down with me."

"Hi!"

Koji Takeda forcibly put aside the fear brought on by the horrific scene just now, and a venomous and excited smile reappeared on his face.

……

The lobby downstairs was now a complete mess.

"Tsk tsk, I said your Japanese kung fu is all hype and no substance, but it seems it's nothing special."

Jiang Xiaochuan crossed his arms and leaned lazily against a vermilion pillar.

Opposite him, Sato Nobunaga had a bruised and swollen face, his samurai clothes were torn in several places, and even his samurai sword, which he regarded as his life, was broken in two.

The ground around them was littered with black-clad warriors, who lay sprawled out, groaning and unable to get up.

"Grandpa, I'm in a good mood today,"

Jiang Xiaochuan waved his hand magnanimously, "Now obediently invite Miss Hatano down, and I will forgive your previous rudeness, how about it?"

"You bastard! You Chinese! I...I will definitely kill you!"

Nobunaga Sato was so angry that he trembled all over.

"Damn it, you still dare to be stubborn even in this state?"

The sixth brother rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, looking at Jiang Xiaochuan, "You take a break, let me handle him!"

He initially thought Nobunaga Sato was a tough nut to crack because of his menacing demeanor.

Unexpectedly, it was like clay in Jiang Xiaochuan's hands, turning into a pig's head in no time, and I couldn't resist the urge to use my hands.

"Be careful, this guy might pull some dirty tricks."

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced at him and reminded him.

"A dirty trick?"

The sixth brother scoffed dismissively, patting his round belly. "When it comes to this, Fatty is his ancestor!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward and unleashed a set of seemingly clumsy but actually tricky punches, the wind whistling as he aimed specifically at the lower body.

Sato Nobunaga was already injured, and his chaotic yet insidious fighting style made him flustered and in a sorry state.

"Grandson~ Look at my 'scooping the moon from the sea' move!"

Old Six seized the opportunity, let out a strange cry, and delivered a powerful groin kick.

Sato Nobunaga's heart pounded. This fatso was even more ruthless than a thug!

He was about to step back when he suddenly felt a blur before his eyes, and an irresistible force slammed into his elbow from the side!

"Ouch!"

The sixth brother's fat body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily onto a table full of food and drinks, leaving the cups and plates in disarray and the soup spilled all over him.

It all happened so fast!

Sato Nobunaga was stunned, looking at his fist—wait a minute, he clearly didn't have time to throw a punch!

He subconsciously looked back and saw that Koji Takeda had been standing behind him at some point, slowly withdrawing his hand with a contemptuous sneer on his lips.

"Lord Takeda!"

Sato Nobunaga was so excited, his voice trembled, as if he had seen a savior.

"coming!"

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat the moment he saw Takeda Koji.

Just as he was about to warn Lao Liu to make a quick escape, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly descended upon him, making the hairs on his body stand on end!

Without thinking, Jiang Xiaochuan quickly pressed down on the ancient jade in his arms, and at the same time instinctively dodged to the left!

However, it was still a fraction of a second too slow!

An overwhelming force struck his hastily blocking arm with a dull thud.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a metallic taste rise to his throat, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably, landing heavily on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A deep, bone-revealing gash appeared on my arm, burning with pain.

He looked up abruptly and saw Hattori Hanzo's figure slowly emerging from the shadows of the hall.

"It turned out to be you!"

Unexpectedly, Hattori Hanzo was so impatient. Jiang Xiaochuan began to act, half-jokingly, and insisted on leading the other party to the location Chen Qishan had mentioned before he could carry out the next step of the plan.

Sensing the fleeting "panic" in the other's eyes, Hattori Hanzo felt a little more at ease.

He didn't stop, his withered hand, carrying a foul smell, went straight for Jiang Xiaochuan's face!

"Sixth Brother, run...!"

Jiang Xiaochuan dodged awkwardly while shouting at the top of his lungs. But before he could finish speaking—