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There was a loud bang.

The blue spells around Qimu Shuomao shattered one by one, and Qingming's speech and spirit skills were broken before they could hold it for even five seconds.

At the corner of his mouth, a wisp of blood spilled out and fell on his clothes with a tick down his chin.

Qingming stubbornly raised his head, and his mind suddenly drifted back to the words that the dark army commander said at the beginning of the battle.

"Your weakness comes from within yourself, and without Shikijin, you are useless. ”

However, this is not an excuse for you to do what you are doing today, in Qingming's opinion, even if it is because of Qimu Shuomao, it will not work.

At the edge of the hall, the original spiritual magic was shattered.

Glancing at the mysterious charms under his feet, Qimu Shuomao calmly pulled out his saber.

"Stop, that's the end of today's business. ”

A sigh.

At this time, in the dark hall that had been shattered, the two groups of people were clearly opposed to each other.

In front of Qingming and the gods, Qimu Shuomao's long knife pointed at him, and the momentum belonging to the shadow level was fully released without reservation at this moment, and the monstrous murderous aura locked everyone present.

No persuasion, no explanation.

These things seem to him to be all nonsense and are not needed.

At this moment, Konoha White Fang perfectly explained to Qingming what is truth and what is an order.

In a wheelchair, Qingming felt like a small boat in the waves of the angry sea, in danger of being destroyed at any moment.

Raising his head, Qingming's eyes widened.

Then, he bit his tongue hard and tried to keep his brain awake.

"Lord White Fang, don't you just want to know my approximate strength, isn't it what you want me to do?"

In front of him, the black impermanence holding the scythe stepped out.

The somewhat thin body was firmly in front of Qingming, blocking Qimu Shuomao's murderous aura.

For Shikigami, this bit of murderous aura is nothing.

"Captain, I accept this challenge. ”

In the originally quiet hall, an indifferent and calm voice suddenly sounded.

In an instant, all the shadow ninjas all looked at the back of Sakumo Hachiki, the captain of the dark part with the knife.

Qimu Shuomao was slightly stunned, then turned around and said, "What did you say?"

The team leader did not answer Qimu Shuomao's question, but walked out with a knife, stood in front of the black impermanence, and bowed slightly.

"Captain of the Dark Section, Night. ”

"Black is impermanent. ”

As soon as the words fell, Hei Wuchang clenched the sickle in his hand, and suddenly, a chill that was cold to the bone marrow was instantly released.

Different from the previous murderous aura, the black and impermanent murderous aura was full of coldness.

Behind the two of them, Qimu Shuomao saw that there was nothing he could do, after all, he couldn't forcibly intervene, so he simply put down the knife in his hand and retreated to the sidelines.

As Qingming said, he did what he wanted, and he saw enough.

...

...

"Shoot, if I strike first, you won't have a chance. ”

Hei Wuchang stared at the hazy night in front of him and said calmly.

It seems that in his opinion, this is the right thing to do.

“.......”

In the dark part, everything is premised on completing the task and killing the target, and there is no so-called humility.

As soon as Hei Wuchang's voice fell, the next moment, Hazy Night clenched the long knife in his hand.

Airplanes!

A knife roared.

On the snow-white long knife, a blue chakra suddenly appeared, and as the chakra continued to be injected, the blade of the knife was also constantly extended.

The mirror-like blade body is cold, and there is a little cold light condensed in the middle of the high burning blade on the cutting edge, which seems to flow constantly, adding to the sharp coolness.

"Shadow Clone, Slash. ”

Sou.

The figure of the hazy night instantly split into three, bringing up an afterimage.

At this moment, the three figures slammed into the black impermanence that was still motionless in front of them with the momentum of a storm.

"Ninja Knife?"

Qingming behind him narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and his gaze was a little intriguing.

When he was in the country of the vortex, he tried the ninja sword of the seven ninja swords, and it didn't taste good.

And from the point of view of swordsmanship, this should be the Konoha flow swordsmanship used in conjunction with the ninja sword, and like the previous Three Days and Moon Dance, it is a secret technique unique to the dark department.

However, unlike the Phantom Knife Technique of the Dance of the Three Suns and Moons, the three figures of the sword slash are all entities brought by the shadow clones, that is, each of these swords is real.

In the face of the knife of the hazy night, Hei Wuchang was expressionless, and there was no dodge at all.

Or rather, he doesn't need to hide!

Qingming in the back looked fixedly, but shook his head a little.

Although under this knife, all the retreats of Hei Impermanence have been blocked, and there is no way back at all, but Qingming wants to say, young man, you are really a little naïve.

Is this level of attack humiliating to anyone?

"To this extent, is it a temptation?" murmured in the heart of the black impermanence.

The trick of Hazy Night is not as strong as originally imagined.

This trick seems to be the same as the Dance of the Three Suns and Moon, there is death and no life under one sword, but judging from the amount of chakra, Hazy Night still has some reservations, this is just a temptation.

Shaking his head, a hint of contempt flashed in Hei Wuchang's eyes.

For him, who is an SR top-level god, this kind of attack doesn't need to be dodged at all.

Just crush it head-on.

Call.

The demonic power around his body surged, and the black robe on his body hunted.

Then, a pitch-black scythe sliced through the sky.

Tear !!

A sound of tearing cloth rang out.

"Punishment!"

Then, there was the voice of Black Impermanence who was cold and untouched.

The next moment, the two shadow clones of the hazy night, like tofu that had been cut, were instantly cut in half, turned into white smoke and disappeared.

And Hazy Night himself, if he hadn't dodged in time just now, I'm afraid he would have been cut in half at this time.

But that's it, too, the black scythe left its mark on him.

"Well, it's so strong. ”

Reaching out to cover the wound on his chest, his eyes under the mask of the night were full of shock, as if he didn't believe that the wound in his chest was caused by him.

With this blow just now, he had already tested it according to the level of the demon fox beside Qingming.

I didn't expect the gap to be so big!

"It's my turn, get ready. A cold voice came from all directions.

At this moment, Hazy Night felt an infinite sense of oppression.

"Death sentence. ”

An order, this is an invitation from death, and at the same time a call from impermanence.

Click!

It was as if it was the sound of space shattering.

The injured Hazy Night's face changed, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

"It's not good, Konoha Ryu Swordsmanship, Moonlit Night. ”

The next moment, the hazy night frantically urged the chakra, and the dark blue chakra was like a stream of water, slowly winding around the long knife in his hand.

As the captain of the dark part, Hazy Night will not choose to sit still.

Sou.

A phantom soared.

Jumping into mid-air, the long knife in the hand of the hazy night was like a phantom, and in an instant, the long knife changed countless directions, and the sky was full of sword shadows, and the terrifying power exploded at this moment.

Laugh at!

In an instant, hell descended.

It seems that a mountain of knives appeared in mid-air.

Infinite blade shadows were dense in it, and even the space around the blade had been distorted.

Like a raging storm, the blue shadow of the sword in the sky glowed with a cold light.

On the ground, Qimu Shuomao, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, frowned when he saw this, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he held back.

Turning his head, he looked at Qingming, who was very calm in a wheelchair.

I saw a smile already appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"The power is not enough, it is flashy. ”

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Rumble!

After waiting for a long time, Black Impermanence finally made a move.

This Konoha flow sword technique is not as good as the previous two moves in his opinion.

Although, the shadow of the sword in the sky is virtual and real, making it difficult to distinguish between reality, and at the same time, the intensity of the attack has also increased a lot. However, no matter how much it is covered up, it does not change the fact that it attacks messy.

To put it bluntly, this sword shadow in the sky is used to be confused.

Leaving no room for a shot, it is completely a bet on which knife the opponent will be hit.

Laugh at!

No one can see how black impermanence comes out.

The black scythe in his hand seemed to appear out of thin air, and with a sharp swing of the sword shadow in the sky, a black light suddenly appeared in the air.

If it is said that the hazy moonlit night of the hazy night is the representative of the range of group attacks, then this knife of black impermanence is the ultimate point kill, no matter what you are and what move you use, as long as one knife.

At this moment, it seemed that everything was eclipsed, and the two sword lights collided violently.

Feeling that his sword light was getting less and less, he bit his night silver teeth, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the chakra in his body surged wildly again.

"Dirt and gravel. ”

Beneath, the already dilapidated ground shattered again, and countless flying stones turned into cannonballs, shooting towards the black impermanence.

"It's useless. ”

On the black sword, the spiritual power flashed away.

There is no bright edge, only the gloom after the blood stains have dried up, and under the knife, the victory and defeat have been divided.

This is the strength of the top-level god, the black impermanence.

Beneath this black scythe, there is nothing he keeps chopping.

"Smack. ”

Black impermanence fell from the sky, and walked in front of Qingming step by step, bowing his head slightly.

Behind him, Hazy Night fell to the ground with a sluggish face.

The original sword light is gone.

The face is used to hide your identity, and your mask is also split in two.

forehead, throat, heart, chest...... Every vital part of the body has a small red wound.

If it weren't for the last Black Impermanence to regain its strength, then these wouldn't be wounds now.

It's like before the battle, Harumi said.

"Don't worry, it's just a competition, you won't die. ”

Hula....

A lifetime of soft ringing.

The already sluggish night looked down.

The long knife that had been held in his hand had broken and scattered into fragments on the ground.

At this time, Qingming was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at him.

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

"Lord White Fang, how are you looking?"

Airplanes!

A sword roar sounded that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the white fangs of Konoha in the distance disappeared in an instant.

In front of the black impermanence, a streamer flashed.

Tear pull.

In an instant, the white sword light tore through the black and impermanent robe, but it didn't hurt a single thing inside.

"I don't think it's good, it's so-so, it's okay. ”

Smack.

The long knife is sheathed.

Qimu Shuomao's figure appeared in front of Qingming and said condescendingly.

The cold is not good, stay up late to write a chapter, take care of it