"'The Last Writing Wheel' - There is no moon in the night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info," the masked man said in a low voice. "I advise you to put away those little tricks, you should also see that these are useless to me."

"Oops, oops, seen through."

The white clay giant bird flapped its wings lightly and flew through the air. It's just that there are three people standing on its back.

The wind was blowing, and the black shirts were slamming. The black kunai shimmered white in the sunlight.

At this time, one end of the kunai was held by Ye Wuyue, and the other end was against Deidara's back.

"This guy, when are you ......" A chill came from Deidara's back, and the cold kunai had pierced through his coat and pressed against his soft skin.

The masked man stood motionless on the giant bird's back, and Nightshade pressed one hand against Deidara's back as he confronted him.

"Illusion? When. Deidara asked unwillingly.

"At first." Ye Wuyue replied, "From the first moment you saw my eyes. ”

"Impossible." Deidara said incredulously. "My Left Eye ......"

"Can you see through the illusion, but what if you are given the illusion that your left eye pupil is already being used." Ye Wuyue said.

Deidara once fought against the "Suzaku" of the Akatsuki organization, Uchiha Itachi, and was defeated by Uchiha Itachi's illusion. Since then, he has trained his left eye, which has a narrowed pupil and can be used to solve illusions by looking directly.

"Your information has been leaked too much in the Fourth Ninja World War, your ability stats, attack range, attack strength ...... are all investigated clearly. Even the fact that your clay bomb was restrained by Thunder has long been exposed. It's ridiculous to resurrect such a dead person now. ”

Ye Wuyue snorted disdainfully, and looked at the masked man with a slight provocation.

"It's worthy of the 'last writing wheel', and the ability to analyze intelligence is really first-class, but ......" the masked man paused.

"Times are different, the old ones will pass away, and I will start a new era."

After speaking, the masked man suddenly turned sideways and fell straight from the white giant bird.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly spread in Ye Wuyue's heart, and he quickly turned his head. I saw that Deidara, who was suffering from nothing, turned into a white clay and stuck to Ye Wuyue's right hand.

"This is ......" There is a strong adsorption in the clay, and it is impossible to break free in a short time.

Detonate Clay - Clone, a very special ninjutsu derived from Deidara's ability. Mixing Detonation Clay into a normal Clay Clone will entangle the enemy the moment they attack, allowing it to detonate enemies at close range.

"Feel my art!" Deidara descended from the sky at a rapid pace, a frenzied current filling his coat.

"Drink!"

Deidara's bombs are divided into four levels: C1, C2, C3, and C4, each of which has great power. A C3-level bomb alone can destroy a village, and although Deidara left behind in the clay clone is a C2-level chakra, its power should not be underestimated. If the night moon is affected by the explosion, it will definitely turn into ashes in the next moment.

"Thunder - Thunder Nine Slashes."

"Zi~" The silver-white short knife that flashed with lightning light was inserted into the clay underneath Ye Wuyue's right hand with great precision.

"Boom...... The silver-white short knife swung quickly at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and in an instant, it slashed out nine knives.

"One blow and one blow."

The short knife is sheathed, and there is a sonorous sound.

Ye Wuyue suddenly felt a lightness in his body, and he fell from the air, which was very comfortable.

Suddenly, this feeling of lightness disappeared without a trace. Instead, there was a soft and comfortable sound, and a cold fragrance came into his nose.

Through the hair, a sense of warmth that has never been felt before came out of the head, and the night without moon closed his writing wheel eyes in enjoyment.

"Hmm!" Night Moon seemed to sense something. "This ...... This feeling is ......" Ye Wuyue suddenly felt bad, and the crimson writing wheel eyes hurriedly looked at everything around him.

At this time, he was lying on top of a blue-haired woman, and his head was impartially on the two soft balls on her chest.

"Yes, yes...... I'm sorry! Ye Wuyue said hurriedly.

"It's okay." The blue-haired woman replied, her dark blue pupils looking at Ye Wuyue curiously, her curious eyes constantly scanning Ye Wuyue's body.

A small, straight nose, crystal fair skin, and thin lips like rose petals. The waterfall-like pale blue hair was tied up with a yellow ribbon and tied into a small ponytail. The dark blue tights fit the blue-haired woman's figure tightly, accentuating her perfect curves.

The girl's gaze never left Ye Wuyue, especially his eyes.

"Is this the Sharingan? It's really peculiar. The pupil is red, and there are three magatama on both sides of the pupil. That one...... Is the angle of each magatama 120 degrees? The blue-haired girl said curiously.

"That...... Miss, could you please pause your research on me? I think your companion's side is very busy. ”

The blue-haired girl in front of her, of course Ye Wuyue knew who she was. The Blue Fang of the Mist Hidden Ninja Village is good at intelligence gathering, and can analyze the situation on the battlefield in a split second and make correct judgments. At a young age, he was as famous as the genius military advisor "Nara Shikamaru" in Konoha Village, and his level of mind can be seen.

"Oh, is the field of view larger than the average person?." Azurfang ignored Nightless' words and continued her research.

"Alas......" Ye Wuyue sighed helplessly, since this is the case, there is no way.

At this time, the other side is in the direction.

"Earth Escape - Earth Spirit Bondage!"

The Crimson Rock Fist slammed into the ground with a punch, and as he moved, countless tiny pieces of gravel rose from the ground and blasted away in a certain direction in the sky.

"Do you want to defeat me with this technique? That's naïve, little ghost. ”

With a wave of his hands, Didara flew out of his palms with countless white clay bombs.

"Drink!"

Huge explosions were cascading like dominoes. All the clods of dirt were blown to pieces.

"One of the nine, thunder - lightning."

The silver-white short knife with blue lightning slashed forward with a gentle slash. It was as if a bolt of lightning had fallen from the blue sky.

Deidara hurriedly turned sideways and manipulated the clay bird to dodge.

"It's now!" Crimson Rock Fist shouted loudly.

"Got it!" The Wind Dancer raised her fan again, swinging it vigorously.

"Give me heaven to heaven."

Deidara Kankan flashed a flash of lightning from the Night Blade, and the Clay Bird was moving with him at a rapid pace. Suddenly, a very discordant female voice sounded in his ears:

"The Fire of the Prairie - Red Lotus."