Chapter 122: Explosive Power

Ming Yan turned around and saw that a shirtless man was standing there with a big knife on his shoulder, like a rock-solid mountain, standing still in the wind and rain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Raise your chest and raise your head, showing off your majestic muscles to the fullest, as if every part of your body contains explosive power.

Just by looking at it, Ming Yan felt that this person was by no means an ordinary person.

Different from the minions he met before, this person, whether it is power or temperament, is not comparable to the kind of shrimp soldiers and crabs, and his gestures reveal the power of a lion, which is the power that can pounce on the enemy in an instant, which makes people unable to resist.

However, Naruto also saw this person's weakness, that is, speed, this person should be a ninja who pursues strength, and people with strong bodies are often clumsy, and speed will be his weakness, and ninjas are mostly like this.

Just like the Akido clan, the strength is terrifying, but the speed is limited and it looks clumsy, which is why this clan can't compare to Hinata and Uchiha.

"If you don't kill people, how can I stand here and talk to you?" Ming Yan was not afraid, if speed was the weakness of this person, if he was as strong as an ox, he should be able to clean him up.

"Huh...... Don't think that you can ignore the existence of wolves by killing a few puppies. ”

The shirtless man felt that his analogy was very vivid, so he turned his head and said, "Fukui Wang, do you think I'm right?"

As a result, there was no one behind him, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, is this little kid so terrifying?

Next to a collapsed house, Fukui looked at his brain and wanted to watch the battle, but he was afraid that the Konoha imp would find him, and when the time came, he would wipe his neck and seal his throat, and it would be miserable, and he struggled inside, so he decided not to joke with his life, but to wait quietly here, and then go out when there was no movement outside.

Dogs, wolves...... This is a parable...... Ming Yan just wanted to say that the analogy was wonderful, scolding those dead Taki Shinobi for being dogs, and saying that he was a wolf, a little simple-minded and with developed limbs, but he didn't scold himself, not very stupid.

"Say, how do you want to die? For the sake of you being a little kid, Lao Tzu gives you the right to choose. The shirtless man said proudly, not taking Ming Yan seriously at all.

The subordinates said that they were amazing, and now it seems that he is just a stunned young man who doesn't know the height of the sky, and he wants to use this to move his fists and feet, it seems that the little kid can't bear his knife at all, but it's a little regretful.

"I want to see you die. ”

Hearing Ming Yan say this, the shirtless man applauded, "The courage is commendable, but it is a bit similar to Lao Tzu back then, but, like Lao Tzu is so crazy, except for me, everyone else is dead, you ...... It's no exception. ”

With that, he dragged the broadsword towards Ming Yan, pulling a long trail on the ground, and a series of sparks were sparked.

"This speed ......" Ming Yan's pupils shrank sharply, but this size has a speed that is not weaker than that of the water gate, it is really terrifying.

Before he could think about it, in the next moment, the big knife slashed down from the sky, directly blocking Ming Yan's sight.

Boom!

Holding the red pill in both hands, a majestic force came, and Ming Yan's tiger's mouth was directly shaken open, and the muscles of his arms were tense, but he could only support it hard, and the back of the knife was getting closer and closer to his shoulder.

The big knife was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and compared to it, the red pill was like an embroidery needle, insignificant.

In terms of strength, Ming Yan dared to say that this person was the strongest person he had ever met, whether it was a blood ghost or other shinobi, he was far from reaching such strength.

The strength is huge and the speed is also very fast, and the only weakness that makes it slow due to its large size is gone.

If this is the case, Ming Yan doesn't know how to deal with it at all, he originally wanted to use the speed advantage to open the distance and use the detonation charm tactic, but now he completely dispelled this thought, the speed of the other person is above him, and the strength is up to a thousand jun, the slightest negligence will be cut in half by the big knife, how can he use the detonation charm.

Just by looking at his face, Ming Yan judged that this person belonged to the upper ninja level, and the worst thing was also the special upper ninja.

The so-called special ninja is a ninja who is obviously stronger than the middle ninja and is particularly prominent in a certain aspect, but the comprehensive strength is not as good as the ninja.

This person is likely to be a special forbearance, in terms of strength, this person is stronger than the average forbearance, but I don't know how this person performs in other aspects, if it's just a performance of the middle forbearance, then there is no doubt that the special forbearance.

Didn't Takigami Shinobu go to support the headquarters? Why are there still lone deserters here?

No matter what, Ming Yan knew that this time it was planted, and he was likely to die here, and he had no chance of winning against Shangnin, even if it was a special Shangnin, and he had no chance.

Although he can use a stabbing flash to kill the middle ninja, the upper ninja and the middle ninja are completely two concepts, one upper ninja can deal with ten middle ninjas, but one middle ninja can only deal with three lower ninjas, and the three lower ninjas can even join forces to kill one middle ninja with tacit understanding.

Therefore, there is no comparison between the middle and the upper forbearance, even if it is a special forbearance.

Hot sweat dripped from Ming Yan's forehead, and there was a sense of detachment in his arms, and the blade of the big knife was about to make intimate contact with his shoulder, just thinking about it was terrifying, and half of his body would be cut off if he went down with this knife.

His size had just touched the waist of a shirtless man, and now this scene was like a mountain pressing a small tree at the foot of the mountain, and he was completely suppressed, unable to even resist.

Sweat was dripping, blood was flowing down the tiger's mouth, and Ming Yan could only grit his teeth and struggle to support it.

On the other hand, the bare-chested man, with his teeth bared and his face light, holding the wide hilt of the knife in his right hand, gently put the broadsword on the red pill like that, as if it didn't take a little effort, which made Ming Yan feel that he was bearing the weight of the broadsword itself.

If that's the case, it would be terrible, and if a shirtless man used a little force, he would be split in half.

My head was racing, racking my brains to think of a way to get out.

In this case, both hands are occupied, and there is no way to seal, and the stand-in technique cannot be used; removing the red pill and rolling sideways, this is too risky, the big blade is only less than three centimeters away from him, and there is no time to dodge after removing the red pill, and the result is still split in half.

The only thing he can use now is the Twilight Blade and the Soul Blessing, the Twilight Blade enhances the penetration and lethality of the red pill, which is useless, as for the Soul Blessing, he can give it a try, as long as the enchantment can help him resist a little, he can get out smoothly.

So, under his mind, the soul blades converged and formed on the side, if he chakra enough, he could condense the qualitatively changed dark blue soul blade, then he would have the confidence to resist the attack, but he could only condense the light blue soul blade without supplementing the chakra with the help of external forces.

But at this point, he could only try, as long as Soul You could block the broadsword for a second, he could roll elsewhere to resolve the temporary crisis.