Anime Crossover: Am I the only one who can see ghosts?

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The basement was about 300 square meters, which was quite large. In the center was a pool, and not far from the pool was an old woman, "Nine-Three-Seven," who was hunched over and chanting various incantations. Behind her were about thirty female ninjas.

Sure enough, this faction seemed to have a strong preference for female ninjas; everyone Fang Yan met here was a woman.

However, women do have some natural advantages when it comes to being ninjas.

Fang Yan then looked into the pool, which was filled with various unknown liquids and contained the bodies of many people, including Mai Sakurajima, her mother, and other women, both young and old. This puzzled Fang Yan.

Why would they need so many people? Isn't their goal to possess Sakurajima Mai's body?

Are all these bodies potential targets for this old woman?

Or perhaps these people are all spirits? Does this old woman want to change everyone's constitution? After all, in this era, for those with great talent, it's both a great thing and a tragic one.

"I didn't expect you to actually get in here!" Suddenly, the old man stopped chanting and looked at Fang Yan with resentment.

"There's nothing I can do, it's your fault for capturing my little maid!" Fang Yan said with a light laugh, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he looked at the old woman.

He could sense that the people here were much stronger than the ninjas above.

Moreover, there were quite a few of them, so it would be a real shame to kill them here.

If these people are used for special purposes, they can be very effective, such as hunting monsters at night.

After all, the current situation of humanity is not very good. If we had such a force to deal with those monsters, it might have an unexpected effect.

Those ninjas had given Fang Yan a lot of help. After killing his way through, he had gained 2172 points, breaking the 2000-point mark, enough for two draws of the 1000-point lottery.

Before he knew it, Fang Yan had a feeling that it wasn't so hard to accumulate enough points for a lottery draw.

Fang Yan decided to try his luck with the lottery twice more, each time with 1,000 points, and then save up 10,000 points for a ride.

"System, draw a prize! Two prizes worth 1,000 points each!" Fang Yan silently chanted to the system as soon as he finished speaking.

"Ding! Host has entered the lottery. Congratulations! Host has obtained the Flying Thunder God Technique (Minato Namikaze version) and Milk Tank!"

"Ding! Flying Thunder God Technique (Minato Namikaze version) detected. Do you wish to learn it?"

"Study!" Fang Yan quickly muttered to himself.

Then a flood of memories rushed into Fang Yan's mind, and in that instant, Fang Yan had the illusion that he could go anywhere.

The Flying Thunder God Technique he learned through the system was only at a basic level, but even so, Fang Yan's control over it was already quite impressive... 0

He can go to the places he has marked, consuming his own true energy, but he cannot reach the location of fast-moving objects, which means that Fang Yan has not yet mastered the second stage of Flying Thunder God.

But this is already pretty good. At least it's spatial ability, so I can ambush people without them noticing. I can also prepare some kunai later...

If I only managed to draw the Flying Thunder God Technique in the Ninja Land, should I come here more often to draw prizes? Maybe I can draw more items from Naruto.

As for Miltank, it's also a Pokémon that produces milk. Since Chansey's eggs have benefits, then this milk should have similar benefits. It seems we should hurry up and build the villa.

"Is that so?" The old woman sighed softly and said, "I didn't know that Mai Sakurajima had such an identity! It seems that you have found her true spirit!"

"Looks like you're not stupid!" Fang Yan nodded slightly. There were quite a few people here, but even Fang Yan was taken aback by the fact that he could analyze Sakurajima Mai 1.0 in such a short time.

"What a pity!" The old woman sighed helplessly.

"It is indeed a pity, and you shouldn't have done such a heinous thing!" Fang Yan said calmly, then held Qiu Li and charged directly towards the ninjas who were waiting in battle.

These tools are indeed useful tools, but they are not your tools. No matter how useful they are, they are irrelevant to you. In fact, if the two sides become enemies, the only option is to eliminate them completely, otherwise, you and those around you will be in danger.

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Chapter 127

"Kill!" The old woman, who was also the current leader of the Wakayama Ninja Organization, said coldly as she looked at Fang Yan, who was charging towards her with great momentum.

The group of ninjas surrounded Fang Yan, who had already charged forward, and launched an attack on him.

"Clang clang clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously. This time, Fang Yan did not deal with these people as easily as before. Instead, he was caught in a fierce battle. Each of these guys was quite strong and they cooperated well. When they worked together, even Fang Yan could only barely fight them.

This is not because Fang Yan lacks strength.

But the situation is different now. These ninjas cooperate well. When Fang Yan tries to take down one or three of them, the others will gang up on him and throw various hidden weapons at him from time to time, which makes Fang Yan feel helpless.

He was shocked to discover that even with his current swordsmanship, he could only remain undefeated. If the old woman were to join the battle, he might also be in danger.

As expected, it was quite difficult for him to fight against so many experts all by himself!

In the future, he still needs to build his own power. He can't solve any problems by fighting alone. The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual still needs to be spread so that more people can learn it.

"What should we do? Fang Yan is in danger! Didn't you promise to help him?" Outside the dojo, Sakurajima Mai saw Fang Yan in trouble and hurriedly said to Koizumi Akako.

She didn't believe this witch was weak and helpless. In fact, Sakurajima Mai thought that this woman might have strength comparable to Fang Yan. Fang Yan alone couldn't do much against these guys, and there was also a ninja leader watching them from the side. If Koizumi Akako were added to the mix, they would definitely be able to deal with these guys.

"Do you think I don't want to take action?" Koizumi Akako sneered. "Didn't you see that the old woman over there hasn't made a move either? Besides, it wouldn't be good if she did something to cause you trouble at this time!"

"This?" Sakurajima Mai fell silent for a moment. She knew that Koizumi Akako was very likely already fighting against the other party from a distance.

However, she herself was powerless to help at this time, which made Mai Sakurajima realize her own weakness.

If I also have decent skills, I could help Fang Yan at this time, right?

"Don't worry, he may seem a bit troublesome, but we should have faith in him. If he really can't find a way, escaping won't be a problem!" Koizumi Akako said, glancing at Sakurajima Mai again.

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Fang Yan continued to fight these guys. These ninjas were all fairly strong, but that was all. However, their teamwork was excellent, and some of them even wanted to trade injuries with him, or even their lives for Fang Yan's.

If Fang Yan were to fall into the trap carelessly, the other ninjas could definitely seize the opportunity and inflict massive damage on him.

Even killing Fang Yan.

"This is troublesome!!" Fang Yan kept analyzing the situation and dodging various attacks. After some consideration, he suddenly took out a piece of clothing and threw it at one of the ninjas.

The ninja, blocked by the garment, showed no impatience. He simply used his broken blade to cleave the garment in two and then attempted to continue his attack on Fang Yan.

Then something shocking happened: Fang Yan vanished from his spot and reappeared where the clothes were. Before anyone could react, he killed the two female ninjas beside him.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for killing a ninja. You have gained 358 points!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for killing a ninja. You have gained 271.937 points!"

"They're all pretty strong!" Fang Yan muttered to himself, then turned on the others who had recovered and continued to attack him. These guys were indeed a group of well-coordinated killing machines.

However, Fang Yan did not linger any longer. Instead, he took out two pieces of clothing and threw them in two different directions. This startled the ninjas in those two places, who quickly changed positions and watched the location of the clothing warily.

This man had suddenly appeared where the clothes were.

Such methods are even more sophisticated than their ninjutsu; at least their ninjas would throw a smoke bomb or something before running away.

Such an abrupt departure is truly shocking.

At the same time, Fang Yan took out two more talismans and activated them directly. In an instant, two golden three-legged crows emerged from the talismans and attacked several ninjas nearby.

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Chapter 128

While many ninjas were drawn to the three-legged golden crow, Fang Yan flashed back to his previous location. Caught off guard, the nearby ninjas unleashed a powerful sword strike, killing three more ninjas.

Before anyone else could launch another attack on Fang Yan, he arrived at the location of a piece of clothing and unleashed a sword strike...

The killing continued unabated. Although it was Fang Yan's first time using the Flying Thunder God Technique, it displayed astonishing power at this moment.

Even Fang Yan had to admit that without the Flying Thunder God Technique, his battle would have been a tough one. Of course, there was a way to take them all down, but the battle would have been much more brutal.

"As expected, his methods are still hidden!" Koizumi Akako revealed an expression of certainty: "Such methods should be related to space, and the location he can reach should be the location that the objects he throws can reach."

He must have tampered with those clothes to allow him to teleport to that location instantly. Fang Yan was indeed very cunning!

Mai Sakurajima fell silent upon hearing this. Fang Yan was hiding his true intentions, which was a good thing for them. However, her beautiful eyes were fixed intently on Fang Yan's figure. This guy was so handsome even when he was killing people. It was really easy for people to fall for him.

"Alright, let's go over there too!" Koizumi Akako suddenly said.

"Are we leaving already?" Sakurajima Mai looked at Koizumi Akako with some surprise. Wasn't this woman the one who blocked her from going before? Why is she taking her there now?

“There’s nothing strange about it! There’s no need to keep attracting their attention.” Koizumi Akako glanced at Sakurajima Mai indifferently: “The most important thing now is to take back your body and help you return to it.”

“Okay!” Upon hearing about her body, Mai Sakurajima stopped worrying and quickly followed Akako Koizumi, heading towards the dojo.

As they walked, something astonishing happened to Sakurajima Mai: Koizumi Akako suddenly transformed into the appearance of a legendary witch.

Similarly, Mai Sakurajima felt that Akako Koizumi's appearance was somewhat revealing!

Are all witches like this? However, she dared not ask Koizumi Akako such questions. Sakurajima Mai still harbored a slight wariness towards this capricious witch.

What if the other party is unhappy about this and takes action against me? I don't have the ability to fight against Koizumi Akako.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Masami Wakayama also breathed a huge sigh of relief: "That feeling of being watched and that pressure are finally gone! They should be showing up soon!"

She then turned her gaze to Fang Yan, who was engaged in a continuous killing spree. More than half of the ninjas surrounding Fang Yan had already been killed.

This made Wakayama Masami's eyelids twitch. These were all her elite subordinates! People who would provide her with a great deal of help during the future spiritual energy revival!

Now that most of them have been killed by Fang Yan, how can Wakayama Masami accept this?

She didn't regret bringing Sakurajima Mai along, because this was the most important thing to her. Sakurajima Mai's body was the best option for her now that she was starting to age.

This is something that no one is allowed to obstruct.

So I need to deal with this man here before the other person arrives.

Masami Wakayama's eyes were filled with a chilling killing intent. She picked up the longsword beside her and rushed quickly toward Fang Yan's position.

At this moment, she did not resemble an old woman on the verge of death at all. Her steps were heavy yet powerful, and soon she arrived near Fang Yan and thrust her sword at him.

Fang Yan, on the other hand, had been keeping an eye on Masami Wakayama's whereabouts and was trying to kill more female ninjas.

As the opponent thrust out the sword, Fang Yan felt a tingling sensation in his back. It was an extremely dangerous strike. It wasn't that he was afraid to take the blow, but rather that there were more than ten ninjas around him eyeing him menacingly.

They would never miss such an opportunity if they had even the slightest problem.

As expected, when Wakayama Masami launched her attack, the female ninjas attacked Fang Yan again, trying to restrain him and then kill him on the spot.

As for the many people Fang Yan had killed before, they didn't care (Nuohao Zhao). After all, for these ninjas, killing Fang Yan was the most important thing right now, and other things were not so important for the time being.

Just as Masami Wakayama's sword was about to strike Fang Yan, Fang Yan's figure vanished from the spot once again.

The female ninjas had already gotten used to Fang Yan's behavior, and they tacitly continued to slash at the location of the clothes.