The courtyard of the Songyuan family is still very large, with three-story courtyards in front and back, and ancient wooden buildings. In this place where the land is as big as gold in Japan, this piece of land alone is worth billions.

The two of them shrouded the courtyard with their mental power, but found that there was no one in the courtyard. The main house where the head of the family was originally living had become an unfamiliar person.

The two of them immediately attracted the attention of others in the courtyard, and the two were not big but very ferocious Shiba Inu rushed over quickly.

However, before he could wait in front of Prince Qiao, he fell to the ground and stopped moving.

"Who are you?" A group of men in black had gathered up and surrounded the two of them in the middle.

"Who are you?" Junko Matsuhara looked around with her eyebrows straight, her tone seemed very cold.

"We are Igazon, how did you come in?" A middle-aged man in a white coat showed his body from behind the crowd.

The black-clad thug automatically gave up a path and allowed the middle-aged man to step in.

Behind the middle-aged man was a young girl, but said, holding a samurai sword in his hand and staring at Junko Matsuhara with cold eyes.

"Iga Son? Where are the people of the Matsuhara family now?" asked Prince Qiao. His tone was very light, but it seemed to penetrate a person's heart and directly appear in the souls of everyone around him.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly looked serious and blurted out: "Are you from the Songyuan family? Are you the white-haired demon?"

"Grey-haired demon?" Prince Qiao was puzzled, and then sneered: "Everyone calls me that, who are you from Iga Sect?"

"I am Igabaro, the manager of the Igasun outer sect. Your Excellency, do you know that people in the entire ninja world are looking for you? You have been wanted by the entire ninja? As for the Matsuhara family, it no longer existed three months ago!" Igabaro replied.

"Dad, why are you talking nonsense to him? Just catch him and hand him over to the Soul Conjuring Club. Maybe there will be a lot of benefits!" The woman next to Igabaro said, stating to rush towards Prince Qiao.

However, the woman was stopped by Igabaro. He didn't want the girl to be so reckless. Prince Qiao could destroy nine major sects, including many masters at the late stage of the sixth level, and how could he deal with it? He could only use intimidation to see if he could scare him away.

"Where is Matsuhara Tomosa?" Prince Qiao rubbed his brows and asked.

"Matsuhara Tomosa is detained at my Igasun headquarters!"

"It's good that you haven't died yet! What about the others?" Wang Ziqiao asked again.

"All demoted to servants!" Igabaro replied, not even he realized that he was very cooperative with Prince Qiao's answer.

"Igasun..." Prince Qiao looked at Junko Matsuhara.

Junko Matsuhara nodded.

The figures of the two faded away more and more. A gust of wind blew, blew away the figures, and the two had disappeared.

"What a clever invisibility technique. The person has left, but the shadow is still there!" Igabaro sighed, but soon he woke up and said in surprise: "No, please inform the sect to prepare quickly, and the white-haired demon appeared. It is very likely that he is heading to the sect!"

The girl around him was also stunned. She was a genius of Iga Sect. The reason why her father could become the head of the outside world was mostly because of her. She was only eighteen years old this year, but she had reached the peak level of level 4. Her name is Iga Wako.

She was talking about herself as a genius, but she didn't notice how Prince Qiao and Junko Songyuan disappeared. Until this moment, she suddenly felt how small she was.

Prince Qiao and Junko Matsuhara had already left by the wind and flew quickly towards Igasong.

Igazon and Kogazon are very close, not far from Kyoto. Half an hour later, the two of them arrived above the mountain basin where Igazon was located.

From the mountains to the basin, there are rows of buildings, like ladders, connecting to the top of the mountain.

There is also a seven-story concrete tower on the tops of the hills on both sides of the basin.

It was already autumn, and the vegetation and flowers and plants in the mountains were lush and beautiful.

Prince Qiao and Junko Matsuhara landed on one of the towers, looked down at the building below and showed their figures.

That powerful aura immediately attracted the attention of the masters of Igasum, especially those of the same level.

The Great Elder of Iga Sect, Iga Minyin soared into the sky, with white hair all over her head, as white as Prince Qiao's hair. She rushed into the sky, her eyes fixed on Prince Qiao, and said with a serious expression: "Are you that white-haired demon?"

Wang Ziqiao's mental power is concentrated on his eyes. He can see his specific cultivation level through the energy fluctuations around Iga Mingyin. His mid-level cultivation level is half a level higher than Wang Ziqiao.

However, Wang Ziqiao is not only a magician at the early stage of level seven, but also a martial artist at the early stage of level seven. Combining the two, he can completely kill masters of the same level in seconds. It is naturally no problem to deal with these mid-level level seven, and there is no need to use the Sky Stone at all.

"Speak less nonsense, take action!" As soon as Prince Qiao stepped onto the top of the tower, his figure disappeared, like a gust of wind, rushed towards the Iga Mingyin floating in the sky.

Iga Naruto did not draw his sword, but took out a flute from his waist, placed it beside his mouth, and started blowing it.

The flute spread out sound, vibrating the air, forming an invisible storm, and rushing towards the afterimage of Prince Qiao.

"The sound is the vibration of the wind. The sound of embracing each other is dealing with me?" Prince Qiao sneered, a light had already spread out from the magic wand, and a whirlwind immediately rose in the air, as if absorbing all the sounds of flutes. In a rapid rotation, he moved towards Iga's sound.

Iga Naruto found that his music had no effect on Prince Qiao at all, so he could only put away the flute. A silver light flashed. He drew his sword and shot out a true energy. The violent momentum opened, as if he had transformed the air around him into a tangible substance, resisting the approach of the whirlwind. The true energy sword light flashed and passed through the whirlwind and rushed towards Prince Qiao.

"Hehe, the shadow-transformed clone of the wind system!" Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly became two. After dodging the other party's true essence sword light, both of them also set out swords at the same time, and two rainbow-like lights rushed towards Iga Mingyin.

Iga Naruto could only swing his sword again, cutting out two swords in a row, and facing Prince Qiao's two swords.

Boom...

The loud noise like a ramming a bronze bell continued to echo in the valley.

Although Iga Mingyin intercepted Prince Qiao's sword light, it did not cause any harm to Prince Qiao. Prince Qiao had already arrived near him, and the two swords locked Iga Mingyin's upper and lower plates respectively.

Both of Wang Ziqiao's bodies are comparable to level seven, one is the incarnation of magic wind, and the other is his body.

The wind-type energy transforms into a blue yin sword in hand, which is as fast as the wind; while the real body of Prince Qiao is holding an ink attack sword in hand, which is as heavy as a mountain.

When...bang...

There were two more sounds.
Chapter completed!