I will use the ninja world to aid my cultivation of immortality.

The sea surface splits.

The vacuum wave sliced ​​through the sea surface and flew nearly a hundred meters before dissipating.

The vacuum slash, spanning tens of meters, was certainly not Naraku's full power.

This was merely a simple test of his skills as a beginner.

"shave!"

"Point gun!"

"Moonstep!"

"Paper painting!"

"Iron!"

Starting with the Storm Kick, the remaining five of the Six Styles were smoothly executed by Naraku one by one.

For a time, on the shore, Naraku would sometimes leap dozens of meters in a single bound, sometimes shoot out his fingers like bullets, and sometimes walk on air.

The consciousness originating from the original body, coupled with an extraordinary physique and the comprehension of the nameless martial arts technique.

Although the Six Powers are hailed as physical techniques that surpass the limits of human physical ability, Naraku learned them with ease and mastered them in no time.

"Not bad. Compared to the taijutsu passed down in the ninja world, the Six Styles are the true techniques for using the body, and they can also be enhanced with true qi to further increase their power."

Naraku, after a brief test, expressed satisfaction with the Six Powers.

This kind of pure physical skill still has great potential.

The strength of a weapon depends entirely on one's physical strength and mastery of it.

"You've been watching for so long and still haven't come out. Aren't you afraid I'll really kill your companions?" Naraku, who had stopped moving, suddenly turned his head to look in the direction he had come from.

The coastline isn't actually very large, and there are several abandoned high-rise buildings not far away.

A brief moment of silence.

Soon, following Naraku's words, two figures emerged from one of the abandoned high-rise buildings.

The two figures were a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in a boatman's uniform, had a strong build, and a pigeon was perched on his shoulder.

The woman was dressed as a secretary, tall and slender, and carrying a thorny whip.

Naraku watched the two approaching with great interest.

He didn't know if it was his bad luck or the bad luck of the other members of CP9.

His original plan was initially only for Bruno.

But coincidentally, just as he hypnotized Bruno to leave the bar, the other CP9 members also arrived at the bar.

The subsequent developments will be the same as the current situation.

They noticed their companion acting strangely by following a stranger.

Rob Lucci and Kalifa cautiously hid in the shadows and followed them all the way.

If Naraku hadn't revealed it, the two would probably have continued to hide it.

Or they might wait until they have gathered enough intelligence before rescuing Bruno.

"Tell me who you are."

After walking about ten meters, Rob Lucci and Kalifa stopped in unison.

Rob Lucci stared coldly at Naraku, questioning him in a commanding tone.

"I thought you'd use ventriloquism to pretend a pigeon is talking, but you didn't bother with any disguise at all," Naraku said with a casual smile, his right hand on his hip.

Beside Rob Lucci, Kalifa glanced discreetly at Bruno, who was standing next to Naraku, before looking warily at Naraku.

Although he didn't know the other party's background, Bruno was clearly acting strangely.

When we take action later, the most important thing is to save Bruno first.

Chapter 322 Two choices

Why disguise a dead person?

Rob Lucci remained calm, responding casually one second and suddenly launching an attack the next.

"shave!"

Rob Lucci, hailed as the strongest member of CP9 in eight hundred years, was not yet at his peak, but his strength had already far surpassed that of other CP9 members.

With a mere swift movement, Rob Lucci appeared before Naraku and unleashed a finger gun.

Head turned to one side casually.

The index finger, piercing through the air, suddenly brushed past Naraku's face.

Bang~!

The knee slammed into Rob Lucci's abdomen.

The heavy impact caused him to cough up blood, as if his body had shattered. He clutched his abdomen in pain, staggered backward, and then collapsed to his knees, utterly powerless.

"impossible!"

Kalifa, who had just rushed halfway out, saw Rob Lucci kneeling on the ground, her pupils contracted sharply, and her heart was filled with horror.

"Fingergun!"

Looking up at the sky, Naraku flicked his finger, and the powerful force of his finger instantly compressed the air, forming a shrill air blast.

Bang! !

Flesh and blood exploded in mid-air.

Naraku's flying finger gun was like a Barrett shot, instantly causing Kaku, who was approaching from the air using Moonwalk, to lose his upper body.

puff~

The mutilated corpse lay to one side.

Naraku lowered the finger he had flicked out and carefully examined the only remaining Kalifa on the other side.

"Top-notch face, top-notch figure. Hmm, very good, qualified to be my servant." Naraku made a serious evaluation.

Even incarnations are human.

While striving to find resources, we must not be too harsh on ourselves.

"Lucci, Kaku"

Kalifa froze on the spot, as if she had been struck by a pressure point.

Looking at Rob Lucci kneeling on the ground, and then at Kaku, who was only half a body, Kalifa broke out in a cold sweat, her heart filled with fear and confusion.

Why is it so.

Aren't they the best CP9 agents?

Why did an unknown person, whom we've never met before, manage to turn them into such a terrible state?

The suction force came.

Before Kalifa could even figure it out, she was already out of control, lifted off the ground, and flew into Naraku's hands.

He grabbed Kalifa's neck with his right hand.

With a slight lift, Naraku caused Kalifa, whose feet were dangling in mid-air, to immediately begin to suffocate, her beautiful face gradually turning red.

"Don't be afraid, dizziness is normal."

Naraku patiently and gently guided her, much like a father caring for his daughter.

However, when his words reached Kalifa's ears, they were completely transformed into the whispers of a demon.

The fear did not lessen; instead, the sense of death brought on by suffocation intensified the despair.

puff~

They were only a hair's breadth away from death.

Just as Kalifa was about to suffocate in despair, Naraku suddenly released his grip.

"Cough cough."

As she fell to the ground, Kalifa coughed violently and gasped for air.

Crackling~

A dazzling bolt of lightning gathered at his fingertips and gently touched Kalifa's brow.

The lightning remained dormant, only causing a tingling sensation between Kalifa's eyebrows.

But it was this tingling sensation that made Kalifa feel the breath of death once again.

Apply force with your fingers.

Kalifa, whose body was stiff, slowly raised her head as Naraku poked her brow.