Let's push back the time before the sunset.

Tianwang Mountain.

Ji stood up slowly.

The setting sun made his figure look particularly long and old.

How strong is silence?

He joined the cult at the age of eight and was invincible among his peers at the age of thirteen. At the age of twenty, his teacher had nothing to teach him. At the age of thirty, he traveled across Valoran in search of rivals. At the age of forty, he became the number one in Ionia.

He ascended to the position of pope of the Kyodo sect.

The first half of Ji's life is like a textbook standard legend.

After the age of forty, no one saw him take action again until he retired.

Many people thought he was dead.

By the time he appeared in front of the world again, he was already very old.

No one knows how much weight he still has as a legend.

Maybe he is really just an old man, and he no longer has the majesty he once had. A strong wind can blow him down.

But until the moment Kennen and Akali took action, the moment they blew strong winds, they knew——

The legend is not dead.

When Kenan instantly threw a dozen wind and thunder shurikens and activated the thunder spell at the same time, he formed a formation of thunder and tried to trap Ji.

The moment Akali held the cross sickle and turned into a shadow, rushing towards Ji, trying to kill him before he could react.

Silence is gone.

He just turned his back to Kenan and Akali, hunched over, and took a step towards the sunset.

The next moment.

Thunder sky town, shadow air strike.

The setting sun hangs alone in the sky.

As for Ji, he didn't know when he was behind Kenan.

His hand was already on Kenan's throat.

His body was still hunched over.

He even coughed twice as if he was very weak.

However, there was already murderous intent in the palm of his hand, and an ordinary kunai was pressed against Kenan's neck.

Although the kunai and sabi are as old and weakened to the point of losing their luster.

But Kennan would never doubt that if he did nothing, his throat would be slit the next moment.

"Drink--" So he made a prompt decision and forcibly applied the thunder curse on himself. He activated a true secret! Lei Kai, trying to use the power of thunder and lightning to avoid the sudden silence.

And this trick seemed to have really worked, because Ji Guo really disappeared behind Kenan the moment the thunder and lightning broke out.

Before Kainan could breathe a sigh of relief, the silent voice sounded again.

"Kainan, you are really good at practicing thunder skills. You are worthy of being the most talented person in thunder skills in the church in the past fifty years." This time, Ji appeared in the sky.

He had his hands behind his back and his body was hunched, as if he had completely broken away from the rules, walking slowly in the air step by step.

That tone and posture were all like a teacher teaching students.

But Akali obviously wouldn't give him this chance. The moment she saw Ji appear, her whole body turned into a shadow again and rushed toward Ji.

"Don't be anxious, Akali, your problem is not a small one." Ji easily dodged Akali's attack, which was approaching the extreme.

He appeared again in another corner of the sky.

"Well, let me think about it." He seemed to be really old and his memory was a little bad. He gently tapped his old head, and then said, "Oh, I remembered it."

"Tear--" At the same time, Kennen and Akali did not give up.

Akali was still chasing Ji's figure, while Kenan was constantly changing his handprints on the spot, with streaks of purple lightning flowing between the palms of his fingers.

"Kainan, your thunder skills are, well, very good." Ji dodged Akali's attack for the third time and laughed softly, "But there is a big shortcoming. That is, you still don't understand.

The true meaning of thunder technique, or in other words, the true meaning of ninjutsu, well... the true meaning of ninjutsu..."

He sighed and suddenly appeared in front of Kenan again.

Suddenly thunder and lightning broke out all over his body, and his whole body turned into a shadow in an instant.

He headed towards Kenan.

At that moment, his bamboo hat was separated by the roaring thunder, and his gray beard flew wildly in the thunder and lightning storm.

At that moment, his old face, set off by the purple thunder, actually had a majesty like a thunder god that people dared not look at directly.

At that moment, the legend reappeared.

"Boom--" The galloping thunder and lightning turned into terrifying dragons and snakes in the air.

And Ji, this old and dying ninja, said slowly in the thunder and lightning: "I forgot to tell you one thing, that is..."

"Boom -" an even louder roar exploded in the air.

It was a battle that broke out between the thunder on Ji's body and the protective thunder that naturally appeared around Kenan's body.

That was a fight that could change the color of heaven and earth.

The setting sun was eclipsed at this moment.

Kennan was still reciting the mantra, and he was still calm, even though Ji was already less than five yards away from him.

But he seemed to still have confidence in the thunder barrier he had set up, and he continued to change his handprints.

But……

Ji told him.

He was wrong.

Ji was only blocked by the thunder for a moment, as if his whole body had turned into thunder and easily passed through the thunder barrier.

He suddenly arrived in front of Kenan and slowly stretched out his withered and aging palm towards him.

He patted Kenan gently as if an elder was encouraging a younger one.

"Boom——" Kenan was blown away without any surprise.

All his arrangements were in vain. His thin body flew straight out for a hundred yards as if he had been hit by a real divine punishment. His whole body was heavily embedded in the mountain, with a thick

Burnt smoke rose together with the burning smell.

"Fifty years ago, the most talented person in the art of thunder was me."

Until this moment, Ji slowly said the second half of the sentence.

The thunder on his body began to dissipate, and his bamboo hat once again covered his old face. He raised his hands, coughed like an old man and said to himself: "The secret of Ninjutsu lies in... and

The world blends into one.”

"Kenan!!!" Akali couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw Kennen's miserable condition.

She really wanted to go see what happened to Kenan.

But she couldn't, she could only hold the cross sickle in her hand tightly and launch another attack on Ji.

Use all your strength.

"Oh... By the way, there's Akali." Ji seemed to remember Akali's existence again at this moment, "Well, you learned the way of shadow very well. I have to say, your mother

, she is very talented, I’m afraid she didn’t tell you that I was her teacher?”

"Crap-" the cross sickle sounded in the air.

Akali hit the air again.

Ji returned to his original position, sat back, looked at the setting sun, and sighed: "What a beautiful sunset."

"Swipe-" Akali said nothing, but charged again.

"Akali, do you know what your biggest problem is?" Ji turned his back and actually grabbed Akali's extremely sharp cross sickle with one hand.

"Zhiqua—" Akali still didn't speak. She just tried her best to exert such force that the entire cross scythe groaned under the strain.

"Your biggest problem is..." Ji paused for a moment, then used a sudden force to push Akali out.

The next moment, he suddenly turned into a shadow and rushed towards Akali.

That ferocious speed was many times faster than Akali's, and it shouldn't be something a person of his age could do.

But he just did it. He grabbed Akali who was still in the air and slammed it towards the ground.

"Boom -" Akali was blasted into the soil without any surprise, covering her whole face.

Ji coughed, raised his hand and gently dusted off the mud that had splashed on his hand, and said to himself: "Your biggest problem is that you are too emotional. Hmm, the way of shadow, shadow, is the way of ruthlessness. Your

How can you kill people when there are feelings on the sickle? Love is so deep that it doesn’t last long.”

He murmured to himself like this and mentioned the cross sickle that Akali had dropped from his hand, with a trace of reluctance in his eyes: "You are all the juniors I like. I want to kill you and point out your shortcomings. Now, you should

A well-deserved death.”

He raised his sickle.

The sunset is really beautiful. (To be continued...)

ps: First update.
Chapter completed!