"It's fast, it's fast, it's a knife or a person!"

Stompe!

Not far away, a trace of solemnity flashed in Kakuto's green eyes, and his figure approached, and said in a low voice: "There is a familiar feeling! Where have you seen it!? By the way!Konoha Ninja! Konoha White Fang! It turns out that you are Kakashi! O!?Wrong! I seem to have forgotten that your Sharingan has been lost! Have you got a new eye!?"

"This eye ... It's the Konoha ninja ape who you killed, and it's Asma! Today is the day of his revenge!"

"Ninja. Shadow stitching!"

Standing behind Kakashi Hachiki, Nara Shikamaru's eyes were cold and low, and at the same time, a large unkempt shadow rushed out from under his feet, piercing the limbs of the flying section in front of him like a steel needle.

"Hey, hey, are you done talking!?it hurts!Hateful bastard! It hurts to cut your throat! And you hateful little imp! I won't die, but it hurts! I'm going to sacrifice you all to the Evil God!"

At this time, Fei Duan's eyes moved, and he opened his eyes and roared loudly.

But at this moment, the shadow under his feet was already under control, and he couldn't move a single bit.

"Hey, Kakuto, kill that guy and help me untie me! These Konoha bastards are so angry! It's all some sinister tricks!"

"Heh! I just blame you for being too careless!

Kakuto's figure moved, but Kakashi's eyes remained on him, and there was a chilling illusion of murder in that calm.

"Oh!?It seems that your strength has increased since you lost your writing wheel! This feeling is completely different from what you found in the intelligence!?"

Jiaodu muttered to himself, a pair of cold green eyes did not show any anxiety, and said coldly: "However, I will give you a piece of advice! Even if you change your eyes, it is useless! You are about to die, and your head is worth 90 million taels again!

"Yes!"

Kakashi Hachiki took a deep breath noncommittally, then his eyes widened, and he said in a low voice, "Shikamaru!

"Kakashi-sensei!"

Nara Shikamaru was shocked when he heard this, and said, "Didn't you choose the first plan!? After all, the other one exposed too little information!"

"No need! It's a bit headstrong to be the captain, but trust me!

Kakashi said, pulling a short knife from his leg again with his left hand and said, "I've really, never looked at it so really!

Scold!!!

With his words, on top of the other short knife, a trace of thunder flickered again, gradually enveloping the entire blade.

"Oh!?Chakra's nature has changed!?Amazing guy, he can actually control the nature change of wind and thunder at the same time!"

Seeing this scene, Jiaodu's eyes suddenly showed a strange look, and he said lightly: "It's really a little hard to start! It's decided, give me your heart!"

Click, click...

He said coldly and in a low voice, his arm stretched out violently, and a black line at the joint collapsed, and then countless black lines spread out like ink, and the arm stretched out five or six meters away, heading in the direction of Kakashi.

The attack was extremely short, but the latter didn't seem to care in the slightest, the short knives in both hands clenched, and in an instant, his figure dissipated.

Crackling.. Buzzing!

In an instant, the thunder and the wind were endless, and his figure exceeded the limit of what was visible to the naked eye, and only two fang-like blades flickered in his field of vision.

Brush!

In just one breath, Kakashi's figure reappeared, landing in place, as calm as if it hadn't moved at all.

Poof!

An abrupt tearing sound sounded, and Jiaodu, who was standing not far away, looked ugly, and the long slope of red clouds on a black background around him was already in tatters, revealing a body covered with lines like a broken puppet, and the two knife wounds on it were extremely clear.

"Okay... It's so strong!"

At this time, this scene fell on Nara Shikamaru and Akido Dingji, who was hiding not far away and ready to support at any time, and Yamanaka Ino's eyes became extremely incredible and shocking.

Kakashi-sensei... Lost the Writing Wheel Eye is still ... Can you confront Akatsuki head-on!?

"Let's go! Shikamaru! Class 10 is tasked with dealing with this guy! I'll leave the other one to me!"

"But... ”

"Don't you want to avenge Asma!?"

Kakashi turned his head coldly, and a familiar look in his scarred left eye swept towards Nara Shikamaru.

That's Mr. Asma!!

Faintly, the figure seemed to have become a little taller, looking at him with some familiarity, and suddenly, a deeply suppressed sense of grief surged into his heart.

"I see!"

Nara Shikamaru looked at his head with a calm gaze, and then without hesitation, his fingers vaguely said hello and ran out in one direction.

A deep cold wind blew violently through the place, rolling up the dry branches and shaking the edges, and a murderous force spreading.

"Is it really okay to hand over the flying section to the little ghost!? Don't underestimate him! After all, it's my companion!"

"He's a disciple of the Konoha ninja Sarufei Asma who you killed!

"Oh!?So, do you also have the belief that you will win!"

Jiaodu said in a deep voice, violently tore the torn robe on his body and threw it away, and said lightly: "Let's keep this kind of talk! Konoha Ninja! Hum Huh! Seeing that familiar forehead guard, I will think of all the opponents I have encountered in my long life!"

"The first one is the first Hokage!!!!

He said in a low voice, and then roared loudly as if he was holding back some kind of pain, and the lines on his back slowly collapsed, and the four mask-like things on the sides of the shoulder armor and the back of his waist spurted out with a large number of black lines.

"There is only one enemy, so this state is the best!"

The four masks burst out, then slowly retracted, black lines floating like clouds on the back of his head.

"Alright, Konoha New White Fang! Let's start the second round!"

"The ninja who fought against the first adult!? It seems that you also have some kind of means of immortality!"

Kakashi whispered, his eyes cold, and then the wind and thunder around him surged, his swords clenched, and the glow of light bloomed.

Brush!

His figure dissipated again, appearing in front of Kakudu in an instant, two daggers striking like fangs, slashing towards the latter's chest.

"Does the same move still work!?"

Jiaodu opened his mouth coldly, and his hands suddenly clasped tightly, and he made a seal.