At the stake of life and death, the Land of the Wind led the team to endure the urgency and cut off the wooden thorns with the blade of the wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a "click", all the wooden thorns were broken, and the leading Shangnin took the opportunity to jump back, widening the distance, looking at the wooden sword in his hand with both joy and fear.

This wooden sword is too evil!

Mingyu's face did not change, his eyes were still indifferent, looking at him like a dead man.

The leader of the team was sudden, but he didn't know why the fear was born, and shouted: "Little ghost, I won't let you have a chance to attack next time!"

It's just that he is a little inward-looking, which is ridiculous, he obviously has dozens of subordinates, but he doesn't have the slightest sense of security in the face of this little ghost.

Mingyu said lightly: "You won't have a next time." ”

"Oh, really?" said the team smiled secretly.

With a "snap", the lizard's long tongue stretched out from behind and quickly bound Mingyu.

The sneak attack was successful, and the leader of the team breathed a sigh of relief, and said proudly: "You are so careless, you actually forgot where you are!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Mingyu, took out a kunai in his hand, put it on his forehead, and said with a cruel smile: "Now I can kill you immediately, but before that, I have to gouge out your damn eyes!"

Not only because this is a writing wheel, but also because he doesn't like the way this little ghost looks at himself, so determined, so indifferent, as if he has eaten himself, as if he has seen through himself.

He didn't like this feeling very much, and only by gouging out these eyes could he remove the uneasiness in his heart and bring him the pleasure of conquest.

His figure was reflected in his eyes as clear as water, and the kunai quickly enlarged, and then stabbed into it mercilessly.

Hot blood burst out, and the leader Shinobu looked at his hands in shock, looking at the kunai in his hands.

Kuai drips blood.

There was silence on the battlefield, and everyone watched with bated breath, and those who tried to stop it also stopped.

The leader of the team actually stuck kunai into his neck!

The leader of the team finally saw that this was his own blood.

His eyes widened, he looked at Mingyu in front of him in amazement, his throat moved, and he made a hoarse voice: "Illusion, illusion?"

"I have a hundred ways to kill you," Mingyu said lightly, "but you chose the most shameful way to die." ”

The leader of the team raised his head and fell down, his eyes were scattered, and he looked at the rain curtain weakly, and suddenly realized in his heart that the person who was really careless was himself.

He did not forget the proverb "one-on-one, you must escape", but in the end he died under the illusion of the writing wheel.

With a "bang", the lizard turned into smoke and disappeared, and Mingyu jumped down and fell in front of the enemy.

His figure seemed so lonely and thin in front of a large number of enemies, however, both the enemies and the Konoha ninja felt that his figure was so tall and proud.

No one dared to underestimate him.

In less than five minutes after he arrived, he overwhelmingly killed nine ninjas, including the leader of the battle, and single-handedly turned the tide of the battle!

Even though it was a forty-two-to-one situation, and everyone could pile him to death with a ninjutsu, no one dared to say that they could be safe and sound under his sword.

This group of people was originally a rabble led by the Land of the Wind and composed of ninjas from various countries, but they were suddenly demoralized by Mingyu with the power of thunder.

"I'll give you twenty seconds now, and it will disappear before my eyes immediately," Mingyu said coldly, "Otherwise, I don't mind going on a killing spree." ”

He wasn't afraid of these people, but there were too many of them, even if he had Kongjin Sanri Star in his hand, it would be very troublesome to kill, and his chakra had already consumed half of it, and he didn't want to continue to entangle.

Now he just wants to rush back to Konoha.

The ninjas of the country of grass and rain originally had the heart of fishing in troubled waters, and when they heard this, their faces were silent, but their steps slowly moved back.

At this time, a shinobi of the Land of Wind stood up and shouted, "If we run away, we will always bear the charge of shame and return to the village, and we will have no shame to face our companions!"

"That's right, don't panic, everyone! There are more than forty of us, are we afraid of a little ghost?"

Several people responded.

The Wind Country Shinobu shouted, "Listen to my command, attack in groups-"

At this time, Mingyu's calm voice interrupted him and reached everyone's ears: "It's time." ”

Everyone looked at him in amazement, only to see him raise his wooden sword and walk slowly.

"Be careful, everyone, his sword is weird!"

The blade of the sword lit up, and thick smoke poured out, obscuring his figure, and then quickly filled the mountainous area.

There was a trance in front of everyone's eyes, in the sky and on the ground, there were many phantoms.

"What's going on?

"Oops! It's not an illusion!"

"Run! there's something strange about this fog!"

"Disperse the fog with the wind!"

In a hurry, the Wind Country Shinobi quickly used the Wind Escape Ninjutsu in an attempt to disperse the dense fog.

But the fog was so thick that it only dispersed a small piece before it diffused again.

He gritted his teeth and secretly hated, this neighborhood was full of his companions, and if he used the advanced Wind Escape Ninjutsu, he would definitely hurt them.

At this time, the cry of death came from the dense fog, one after another, endlessly.

He tried to keep his eyes open, as if he saw a ray of thunder weaving through the fog.

However, there were so many ghosts that he only looked at them for a few seconds before he felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and he was dizzy.

Everywhere the thunder went, people fell to the ground, people died, and the smell of blood began to fill the thick fog.

Shang Ren couldn't care too much anymore, and told his companions to be careful, and used his best wind escape ninjutsu.

"Wind Escape, Wind Storm Scroll!"

A powerful tornado swept through everything, quickly dispersing the dense fog.

The fog receded, the phantom vanished, and a sudden enlightenment dawned, but his heart sank to a low point, and it was cold.

I saw that around him, there were more than thirty corpses lying horizontally, and the blood gathered into a stream, and as the rain spread, the earth was stained red.

Including him, there were only nine of the forty-two people left in the blink of an eye.

He and his companions looked at the imp in front of them in horror.

He stood quietly in the wind and rain, with shoulder-length black hair, white clothes and snow, and there was not a trace of blood on his body.

However, the more than forty corpses that fell to the ground were all masterpieces of the long sword in his hand!

The blood on the wooden sword was washed away by the heavy rain, but the red eyes seemed to be even colder, just like this cold rain.

The cold rain, the children, the corpses all over the ground, like a nightmare.

Eye contact with him, everyone shuddered.

This little ghost, it's terrible!

Some people trembled and couldn't move, some felt cold to the bones and blood clotted, and some couldn't bear the pressure, screamed frantically, turned around and ran.

Shangnin felt that his teeth were crushed, so he barely calmed down, and said to his companion in a resolute tone: "You guys go quickly, I'll stop him!"

His companion was awakened by his words and looked at him in amazement, at a loss.

"Let's go!" roared Shangshinobi.

At such times, it is one to be able to walk one!

With tears in their eyes, the sand ninjas fled in a hurry.

"Come on, I'm not going to let you pass through here!" said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )