"Flounder, liberate!"

Nagajuro's face flushed, Chuck released his body, and quickly raised the two strange-shaped long knives behind him. The two long knives were put together to form a large fish-shaped knife with a hole in the body, which was the complete form of the double knife, the flounder.

Several blue balls of light floated out of the flounder's holes, like transparent blisters, gradually increasing in size, enveloping the entire blade of the flounder. Like a layer of blue flame, burning on the blade.

Chojuro held the flounder in his hand, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes under his glasses. The little hand clenched the hilt of the knife and slashed down at the crimson light curtain.

"Zi"

The blue flames raged, colliding with the crimson wall of light, making a "zizi" sound, and the knife momentum suddenly slowed down. However, in the expectant eyes of the people around him, he cut half a point.

"It worked!" Shui Yue and the others rejoiced.

But in the next moment, they were disappointed. On the flounder long knife, a red color spread upward, and the whole long knife instantly became like a red-hot soldering iron, and Nagajuro was unstable in his grip and fell to the ground with a bang.

"It's hot and burning!" Nagashiro was in pain, his little hands suddenly turned red, and his five fingers were slightly swollen, thinking it was caused by burns.

"It's hot, it's hot, it's over!" Shui Yue scolded secretly, seeing that the hope of rescuing Ye Wuyue was in front of him, so he was shattered.

Nagashiro pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, his face was full of grievances, and said: "Sister Terumi, if you look at these people, you know that they are bullying me, if I had been slow for a second just now, I'm afraid the whole hand would be familiar." ”

"Oh." Terumi replied lightly, "It's ripe, it's cooked." ”

Nagashiro was speechless for a moment, and he didn't hear any imaginary comfort and concern, but in exchange for a faint "oh", his face was full of resentment, and he ran to the side alone to sulk.

What Nagashiro didn't know was that Terumi seemed to be calm, but in fact, her heart was already anxious. Because that wall of fire trapped not only the night moonless, but also their Mizukage-sama of the Fog Shadow Village-Yakura.

Yakura was trapped inside by Ya Wuyue, and the three tails in Yakura's body had gone berserk and lost consciousness, and Ye Wuyue was the only one in it. This is simply a battle of trapped beasts, and there will be an unimaginable battle between the two after all.

The horror of the three tails, Terumi is extremely clear, when the three tails went on a rampage in the Fog Shadow Village, they almost destroyed the entire Fog Shadow Village. But the strength of the night without a moon, Zhaomei Ming is completely incomprehensible, the other party always hides, and those strange pupils are really powerful.

The two of them collided with each other, and no matter who they lost, it was unacceptable for Terumi to be miserable, which was why she tried her best to urge Chojuro to break through this strange enchantment.

But Terumi didn't know that there were not only three tails in it, but also nine tails and one tail, three tailed beasts!

"Chojuro, don't be stunned, try again." Terumi urged, and Chojuro, who was originally sulking on the side, suddenly had a sad face, and his head shook like a rattle:

"If you don't try, don't try, try again, I'm afraid my hands will be wasted, and I won't try anything."

"Do you try!" Terumi stared at Chojuro with a cold glint in her eyes.

Nagashiro shuddered suddenly, and an invisible chill spread from the soles of his feet, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar in the cold winter of October.

"Try! Of course you have to try! Nagashiro shuddered and hurriedly stood up. With a movement of both hands, the flounder knife was pieced together again.

If he didn't make a move, he had no doubt that he would be split in half by Sister Zhaomei.

"Buzz"

The blade of the flounder blade hummed, and a faint blue glow emerged from the holes in the blade, gradually spreading to the entire blade.

The faces of the people of Mizuki suddenly became serious, and Nagashiro's double-knife flounder was the only item they had found that could cause damage to this enchantment. Except for the flounder's attack, whether it is fire escape, water escape, or physical attack, it can't shake the wall of fire in the slightest.

There was a look of anticipation in Blade's eyes, and although the injuries in his body had not fully recovered, they were still half better. At this moment, it was difficult to support his body and watch Nagashiro's movements.

"This time it must be successful!" Blade silently waited, although they didn't know that Ye Wuyue was facing a tailed beast like Terumi and them, but the huge chakra boiling within the wall of fire was real, and Ye Wuyue was obviously fighting to the death.

And they can only do it outside, and they can't do anything, which he can't bear.

Flounder's blade became brighter and brighter, and its blue aura boiled, neither in terms of height nor chakra's purity, it was comparable to the previous attack.

Obviously, this time Nagajuro used all his strength!

The sword was swallowed, and it was obvious that it was on the verge of using the most power it could muster, and the sword was ready to swing and attack.

"It's useless, it's useless."

Just as Nagashiro was about to swing the flounder, an extremely discordant voice suddenly sounded.

Nagashiro sneered disdainfully, and said lightly: "It's okay, I won't know until after the attack." ”

He didn't even look like a human figure, and at this moment, Nagajuro's mind and blade were highly concentrated, fully showing the level of the only existing ninja sword seven in the Fog Shadow Village. Reluctance before is one thing, and after acceptance, it is another, and the blade is not out, and it must be amazing.

"Really?" The voice in the dark smiled disdainfully, "Then I look forward to your performance." ”

Changjuro doesn't care about this figure in the dark, it doesn't mean that they don't care, especially the people of Shuiyue, who almost spoke out immediately:

"Masked Man!"

Coming, a wide black robe, red clouds, and an oval mask covering his face.

It's not the masked man, who else!

"Yo, the Blue Fang, the Night Blade, and the Dance of the Wind, it's been a long time since I saw you?" The masked man turned around lightly, and the only eye that was revealed looked at the three of them vacantly.

"Masked Man!" The three of them gritted their teeth, the blade was even more unstable, and the injury that had just been pressed down appeared to recur again.

If you say who the three hate the most, the masked man bears the brunt, and it is precisely because of the infinite months he has released that several of them are trapped in this world and cannot escape.

And this culprit actually greeted them like no one else, asking a few people how not to be angry.

Terumi groaned, revealing a hint of fierceness in her eyes, and a large number of masked men were thin, and her eyes were becoming more and more unkind.

She didn't know the masked man, and she didn't have the same hatred as the Mizuki people, but the masked man's voice reminded her of a character.

Outside the Sand Hidden Village, after the battle between the Night Moon and the Ninja Sword Seven, take away the mysterious person who took Ichio!

However, although Zhao Meiming has doubts, at this time, she is not easy to pick directly. It's just that the doubt in my heart always haunts my heart and lingers.

At the same time, a hint of fierceness suddenly flashed in Nagashiro's eyes, and he swung it out directly.

There are no fancy, simple knives.

Blade's face changed slightly, and as an expert in using knives, he obviously felt the difference in this knife.

All chakras are completely restrained and within the blade, there is not a trace of qi coming out, but its destructive power is incomparable to other knife strikes.

The chakra was not wasted in the slightest, it was all hidden within the blade.

It seems to be plain and has no majesty, but in fact, it is far stronger than those powerful swords.

Terumi was moved, and even the masked man who was originally disdainful of it closed his voice and quietly looked at Nagajuro's knife.

The blade passed, and the dust retreated by itself, as if it were a salute. Even the invisible air seemed to be split by this knife.

The knife momentum was slow, and finally, in the eyes of everyone's expectation, collided with the red purple wall of fire.

Enchantment Technique-The wall of fire formed by the Hundred People Red Purple Flame Array suddenly sunken, inwardly contracted, and constantly deformed.

The blade was unstoppable, directly breaking the wall of fire by half a point.

At the same time, a stream of red color spread along the blade, extending to the hilt. The whole broadsword, like a burnt red soldering iron, could not be touched.

Chojuro, who was holding the flounder, suddenly frowned, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his little hands instantly turned red. But still holding his breath, he controlled the flounder and continued to rush forward.

A long crack suddenly appeared in the red-purple wall of fire, and as the flounder broke through, this crack gradually expanded, and it had increased to more than half a person's length.

Nagashiro's little face became more and more red, his hands trembled, and the flounder was already red and dazzling at the moment, and the handle of the knife and his fingers were intertwined with white gas.

"Chojuro, put it down!" Terumi exclaimed, although she was worried about the four generations of Mizukage and Yano Moon who were trapped in the barrier. But if it was at the cost of Chojuro's injury, she would never be able to do it.

And in the current situation, if Chojuro persists, I'm afraid the whole hand will be abolished.

The masked man glanced at Chojuro, and his surprise flashed, and he immediately showed playfulness. With his eyesight, how could he not see that Nagashiro was completely dead, and he was afraid that in only five seconds, he would let go because he couldn't bear the temperature on the fire wall.

The cracks in the wall of fire are getting bigger and bigger, and the flounder is getting deeper and deeper, and the cracks are no longer red, and you can vaguely see what is going on inside.

Nagashiro held his breath, only to feel that his hands seemed to be stretched into the furnace, burning violently, and the huge pain had spread to his body, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow almost burned his whole body.

"Drink!"

Nagashiro drank loudly, the chakra all over his body was surging, and the flounder blade was blue, and he actually moved forward again.

The masked man raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this Nagajuro to support him for five seconds under this violent burning.

"However, it seems that it has stopped there." The masked man sneered, he knew the temperature on the wall of fire. Although Chojuro's perseverance is commendable, his decision will not last long.

Sure enough, after a point deeper, the flounder could not advance again. The wall of fire contracted, and in a moment, the sword momentum was completely dissolved, so that Nagajuro's strength was completely empty.

At the same time as the flounder is in a stalemate with the wall of fire, the temperature of the flounder is also getting hotter.

"It's over." The masked man said lightly, he could see at a glance that at this moment, Chojuro no longer had the strength to control the blade to advance, and under the consumption of time, he would definitely not be able to resist the temperature on the hilt.

Sure enough, Nagashiro's little face turned red for a moment, and his right hand trembled violently, presumably reaching the limit.

"Drink!"

Chojuro suddenly let out a loud shout, his left hand jerked out, and he grabbed another big knife behind him.

Rumble!

A loud bang came, and in the surprised eyes of Shui Yue and the others, the crimson wall of fire revealed a small hole!