Purple-black mist exploded and spread from Hanzo's body in all directions.

Tsunade, who is a medical ninja, frowned slightly when he saw the purple-black mist, "This is... The poisonous gas of the pepper fish?"

As we all know, Sanshoyu Hanzo is not surnamed Sanshoyu, the reason why he is called Sanshoyu Hanzo is because his psychic beast is a huge poisonous Sansho fish, and the other is because his body is transplanted with a poisonous sac of Sansho fish, and every time he breathes, he will uncontrollably spew out gas with the poison of Sansho fish, like a humanoid highly poisonous Sansho fish.

Therefore, Tsunade guessed that the purple-black mist that suddenly erupted from Hanzo Shoyu must have been a killer feature created by Hanzo using the highly poisonous Sansho Fish poison sac in his body.

"Maybe. Jiraiya replied casually

"......" Tsunade beside Orochimaru shook his head imperceptibly - Orochimaru, who has rich experience in human research, knows very well that the resistance of human beings to poison is not as high as imagined, even if Hanzo, who has transplanted the poison sac of the highly poisonous Sansho fish, and punctures the poison sac in his body, it must be a dead end.

This is probably a poisonous fog bomb prepared by Hanzo in advance, right?

The three people present all had their own speculations in their hearts, but the actions of the three of them were unexpectedly consistent, only jumping a few meters back, away from the poisonous mist of Hanzo and him.

"Don't be afraid. From the purple-black poisonous mist came Hanzo's voice without fluctuating tone, "Poison is the most shameless way for me to attack. ”

The poisonous mist gradually faded, and the sturdy figure of Sanshoyu Hanzo slowly emerged from the purple-black poisonous mist, and Hanzo, who appeared again, had all healed the wounds caused by the attack of Jiraiya and others in just a few minutes.

"Young junior of Konoha, let me see your strength. The expression on Hanzo's face was still indifferent, but under those indifferent eyes, there was a raging fighting intent that could not be concealed.

It is inevitable that the battle that is destined to go down in the history of the ninja world will start again.

At the same time, in a small village a few kilometers away from the battlefield.

Compared to the main battlefield in the fierce battle, this nameless village on the edge of the battlefield is extraordinarily quiet.

There was no sound of ninjutsu exploding, no screams of pain moaning from injury, just the sound of rain dripping on the ground.

Musuke stood on a collapsed wall, his eyes narrowing slightly, staring unkindly at the man in front of him—the dark-covered guy who had suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking himself from moving forward and not saying a word.

"Aren't you still unwilling to tell your purpose?" Mourning's patience has also reached the limit, he has estimated the situation on the other side of the battlefield, even if the three of them join forces, they will not be the opponent of Sanshoyu Hanzo, if he does not rush to support, this battle, Konoha will lose.

The defeat is still a small matter, and what the mourners really don't want to see is that their three friends, who are older than him, died at the hands of Sanshoyu Hanzo.

Time is running out for yourself!

Seeing that the strange guy who was covered in darkness still didn't say a word, he didn't leave his hand anymore, and after putting his hands together, he patted his wrist lightly, and a blood-red needle gun appeared in his hand.

Just as Musuke raised his needle gun and was about to quickly deal with the black monster in front of him, the guy who had been silent finally spoke.

"There are no fluctuations in chakra, no fluctuations in natural energy... So, alchemy is real, then... That rumor should be true. The strange guy said to himself, and he didn't panic in the face of the needle gun that was stabbing at him, and even walked towards the needle gun.

The dark red tip of the spear passed through the strange guy without hindrance, along with the mourning of the needle gun that passed through the strange guy.

Is it space ninjutsu?

A stunned look quickly swept over the face of the mourner, but the movement of the body did not hesitate in the slightest, his feet off the ground, and he turned sideways with the force of the forward rush, and a little red flame loomed at the peak of the needle gun in his hand.

It's like a fire!

The needle gun flew out of the mourning assistant, and the flames that had been looming suddenly burst out, slamming towards the black figure like a tiger descending from a mountain.

With the attack of this shot, Fu Zhu knew how the pitch-black guy dodged his own attack just now - its body was like a shadow that could stretch and contract freely, and the pitch-black figure didn't even do half a point of evasion, and a big hole appeared directly on the body, allowing the needle gun to pass through.

"I'm not here to fight you. The dark figure finally spoke to the mourners for the first time since they met.

Fu Zhu sneered and didn't make a sound, this place at this time, stop yourself from going to the main battlefield, isn't it looking for a fight, or do you come to chat?

"I just wanted to talk to you. The pitch-black figure gradually condensed, and soon, a man with only half of his body appeared in front of the mourners.

"I'd be happy to talk to you if you came to me at another time. "But now, I have something important to do, and those who stand in my way are considered my enemies." ”

The black guy sighed, and there was no expression on his inky black face, "The things that should be confirmed have been confirmed, and the things that should be discussed can be postponed... Although, in my opinion, this war has not the slightest merit at all. ”

With that, the black creature slowly dived to the surface, and disappeared in an instant.

Fusuke looked at the inexplicable black guy in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although not an enemy, this guy seems to be interested in his own alchemy?

What an inexplicable guy...

Musuke shook his head, and after retracting the needle gun he had thrown earlier, he didn't stop for long, and continued to rush towards the main battlefield.

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The battle between Sanshoyu Hanzo and Jiraiya and others is still ongoing.

But the situation at this time is not very optimistic for both sides, because neither side has obtained the situation they expected - on the Konoha side, they have gained an advantage in the overall situation by virtue of their surprise raid, but in terms of high-end combat power, even if Jiraiya, Orochimaru, and Tsunade join forces, they can only barely resist the angry attack of Sanshoyu Hanzo.

The state of Sansho Fish Hanzo is still intact, but Jiraiya and others have exhausted their hole cards, and they are close to exhaustion.

It's just that the faith in their hearts supports them, so even if they are close to exhaustion, they do not fall, and the three of them support each other, glaring angrily at the great enemy like a god, Sanshoyu Hanzo.

In the face of the three people who stubbornly resisted themselves, even if they were exhausted, they couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation.

"It's a pity, if there were ninjas like the three of you in my Rain Ninja Village, the situation of this war might be completely rewritten. ”

Sanshoyu Hanzo said words of regret on his lips, but he did not hesitate in the slightest in the movement of the lock and sickle in his hand - although he is a person who cherishes talents, this does not mean that he will leave himself with trouble.

The lion fights the rabbit will still go all out, and Hanzo, who still has a glimmer of hope for this war, will not be the slightest soft.

The three of them who were supporting each other did not lower their heads or close their eyes in the face of the deadly scythe, but they just looked at the slowly approaching scythe and Hanzo with the joy of the victor.

Although it is a pity, the three of them have no regrets in this battle.

The rain was still dripping on the ground, but the sound of the rain was suddenly mixed with a discordant murmur.

It was as if something had broken through the barriers of rain and air, piercing the soul with a whistling sound.

The scythe that had been swung at the three of them suddenly retracted, and the heavy lock on the other end of the scythe slammed towards the dissonance.

Bang dang!

There was a sharp metal thump, and the heavy lock collided with the dark red spear that had broken through the air.

Seeing the strange and familiar dark red spear, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of Sanshoyu Hanzo, and what followed was a monstrous battle intent.

- It's him! It's that guy! I know that guy is definitely not dead!!

Jiraiya and the others, who were originally slaughtered, opened their eyes wide, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.

- It's him! It's that guy! I knew that guy was going to come!!

After colliding with the heavy lock, the dark red spear that flew out was still in the air, and he couldn't help but smile as he looked at the people with different expressions in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm late. ”

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PS: Probably no one wants to hear the tragic story of a certain maple who was tragically failed in the course and is appealing for retaking the exam by the way, right?

PS2: So it's a new book by the way, although the book hasn't been released yet, and the manuscript has not been saved, and the outline is also being repaired in the pits, but... There's nothing wrong with throwing it out!(I'll revise it anyway)

PS3: So this is an internal special version?

Ye Xian, who was completely wasted in the decathlon, woke up and found that he had traveled to a parallel world.

I thought I could get rid of the identity of waste wood, and copied books to force my sister to the peak of life, but the old father at home told me that he was still shouldering the mission of a psychic...

Let's get through.,I feel like this is also a very strong (Zhuang) and harmful (Bi) ability.,But...

Why are all the characters I've summoned, hey, there's not a single one that can fight?!

The old father shook his head .jpg: "My hen."

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To put it simply, this is the story of a scrappy boy and his dragon wielders.