Chapter Forty-Nine: A Legend Descends
In the country of Sichuan, on a mountain peak, the sound of explosions came and went, and there was no pain, and a miserable howl sounded from time to time.
More than a dozen Konoha ninjas fought and retreated with fewer enemies, but the number of enemies increased, surrounded from the west, north, and south, and the Konoha ninjas were outnumbered and had a great possibility of being completely annihilated.
They had done everything they could to fight, but the enemy's counterattack was too sudden and violent, and the disparity between the enemy and the enemy was too great, and they were driven all the way from the base area seventy miles away, and a squadron of fifty people fled all the way, and now only sixteen people remained, and now they have reached the point of exhaustion, and there is no way to retreat.
The physical strength is exhausted, the bitterness is useless, the explosion charm is gone, and now they can only fight with their own bodies.
Killing one is enough, killing two is earning, and in a desperate situation, almost everyone rushes towards each other with the belief that they will die.
If there is no accident, their team will be wiped out here.
The accident happened, and just as they were trying to make a suicidal charge, a figure fell from the sky and blocked in front of them.
They only saw the back, black as dyed, white clothes fluttering, the flame pattern at the corner of the sleeve flew like life, and the red and white fan-shaped family pattern behind it was extremely conspicuous.
And that one-of-a-kind wooden sword that was stuck in his waist.
With such a unique style of dressing and such a peculiar weapon, there is only one family and only one person in the entire ninja world.
"Lord Mingyu!"
The Konoha ninja was overjoyed when they saw the savior, and shouted one after another.
"It seems to have arrived in time, so please take a break and leave it to me. ”
"Thank you so much, please!"
When the pursuing enemy ninja heard this name, he immediately stopped, vigilantly looking at the person who was alone in the way, and the leader of the Wind Country hesitated: "You are the Uchiha Akiu, nicknamed 'White Despair'?"
Mingyu smiled slightly: "Do you have any advice?"
The leader of the sand yin sneered: "It's nothing, I just want to tell you that from now on, this nickname will not exist." ”
He raised his hand, slashed it fiercely, and roared murderously: "Kill!"
Mingyu raised his eyes, his eyes had turned red, he pulled out the Luodian Three Days Star behind him and rushed into the enemy formation.
In the rear, among the Konoha ninjas, a young ninja with a scar on his face hesitated: "Why don't we go up and help......?"
"No, it's him, we just have to watch. Konoha Shinobu stared ahead with blazing eyes and smiled, "Look at it, Ibiki, you'll see the best show of your life." ”
The young man was stunned, he didn't understand why the appearance of a person could give so much trust and hope to people in desperate situations.
Following his gaze, he saw Mingyu rushing into the enemy formation, more than a dozen enemies rushed towards him together, and countless swords beckoned to him together, in the face of today's dense attacks, Mingyu just stretched out his wooden sword.
On the wooden sword, the thunder flashed, and at the same time, a luodian lit up, and suddenly, countless wooden thorns burst out, with thunder light, instantly piercing the dozen or so sand hidden ninjas besieging them.
A ninja suddenly killed from the side, and the meteor hammer in his hand smashed into Mingyu's head, Mingyu looked back impressively, and the writing wheel looked at him calmly.
The sand ninja suddenly fell into a stupor, and Mingyu took his life with only one kunai.
Kill a person, without stopping, immediately leap up and voluntarily fall into an encirclement.
A miraculous scene happened, he didn't make any moves, and all the enemies within a radius of ten meters were severely injured, or fell on their backs, or reclined, or half-knelt.
This is twenty times the gravity of the Ninefold Star.
The leader of Shayin was shocked, the fifty-man squadron he led, in less than ten seconds, had already killed and injured most of them!
Mingyu slowly got up and walked towards him.
Twenty times the gravity, even if his body has been strengthened, it is a little unbearable for a while.
The leader of the sand hidden gritted his teeth, pulled out the long knife behind his back, and shouted, "Let's go together!"
As soon as the words fell, he took the lead and killed Mingyu, the long knife slashed straight down, and Mingyu blocked it with a horizontal sword.
The Sand Hidden Ninja showed the pride that his plan had succeeded, opened his mouth and smiled, and his free left hand was erected into a hand knife, slashing at Mingyu's neck with a fierce wind blade.
In his opinion, with such a close distance, such a fast speed, and an unstoppable wind blade, Mingyu would definitely die under his own hands.
Mingyu suddenly sighed: "What a familiar scene, what a familiar move." ”
About two years ago, he was also on the battlefield against another Sand Hidden Shinobi, and at that time, that Shinobi had used this trick against him.
At that time, he was fighting for the first time, and now, he is a legendary ninja on the battlefield.
He has been through many battles, and his way of fighting has changed, the only constant is that he is always alive and the enemy is dead.
This time was no exception.
"A thousand birds are flowing!"
Dazzling thunder flashed from his body, and sharp thunder and lightning snakes, like countless sharp swords, wrapped him into a thunderbolt hedgehog.
At the same time, it also electrifies the enemy.
Sand Hidden Shinobu only felt that the thunder flashed in front of him, his body was paralyzed by severe pain, and he lost control, and the wind blade in his left hand was horizontal in front of the enemy, but he couldn't cut it down no matter what.
"If you don't have enough strength and don't understand the enemy, you command your men to attack and rush over rashly, and as a captain, you are a failure. ”
Mingyu's right hand turned slightly, and the wooden sword pierced his heart with thunder light, and then pulled it out lightly, ignoring his desperate and resentful eyes before he died, and said lightly: "It seems that I haven't entered the battlefield of the country of Sichuan for a year, and the country of wind has forgotten me." ”
The wooden sword swirled in the air, rippling blood flowers, and Shangshinobi's corpse fell to the ground.
The sand hidden on the opposite side had already been killed in horror, and as soon as the leader died, he immediately turned around and hugged his head and ran away.
Mingyu didn't pursue, turned around and asked, "Where is Jiraiya?"
Konoha Kamishinobu immediately replied: "On the Akizuki Plain, eighty miles to the northwest, we are leading our main force to fight a bloody battle with the enemy's main force. ”
"Who is the leader of the enemy?"
If it weren't for Yanluo no Yayoi, he might have to wait for a while, in case the other party retracted like a shrunken turtle, it would be difficult to complete the task assigned by the three generations.
"It's that Yanluo no Yayoi!"
"Thank you for informing. Mingyu nodded, "I'll rush to support immediately, and you can find a nearby base to rest." ”
"If Jiraiya-sama knew you were here, he would be overjoyed. ”
Mingyu smiled slightly, turned around and leaped, and his figure disappeared into the distance.
Everyone looked at his figure getting smaller and smaller, and muttered: "It's really like an immortal descending to earth, with a gesture, in just a few moments, he destroyed the enemy." ”
"Yes, this lord is amazing, thanks to his timely appearance, he saved our lives!"
"That's right, if he is there, the victory will definitely belong to us!"
"Awesome ......"
The young ninja knelt on the ground, staring into the distance, the battle just now seemed to be still replaying in his mind, he slowly came back to his senses, his eyes bloomed with a strange light, and he decided to write his own legend from this adult as an example from today on.
His name was Mori Nai Biki.