With the suffocation of the enemy's formation, a sense of crisis suddenly crept into Cheng's heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, nearly a hundred chakra light clusters representing the enemy appeared from the highest mountain nearby, and then the light rippled like ripples, and after a few seconds, it changed into a uniform brilliant blue—the color that belonged to the water.

Water escape! Really rain and dew thousand books!

Unlike that C-level Ruyu Dew Chiben, which only uses a large number of ninja tools to imitate this high-level ninjutsu, the real Yulu Senben is a high-level ninjutsu that is secretly passed down by the rain ninja, and it is a high-lethal ninjutsu that can really harden the rain to the level of a steel needle and attack the enemy with it.

The rain ninjas condescended to occupy the highest mountain in the vicinity, their chakras rolling up all the river-like rain that passed by the peaks, and then controlling them into deadly steel needles that crushed the Konoha ninja like a tsunami.

Under this rare heavy rainstorm, there were less than a hundred rain ninjas, but the ninjutsu they jointly released covered a vast area within a radius of several kilometers, and this terrifying attack range determined that no one could escape!

The wind and rain roared between the heavens and the earth, almost turning the sky into an ocean, and all the rain shinobi had to do was to turn this ocean into a torrent of steel needles and destroy any enemy who dared to resist it in front of it!

Desperate.

Makoto's hands had become cold, and the sound of howling rain had covered all the sounds of heaven and earth in an instant, and his heart had convulsed and contracted into a hard lump in an instant, drawing any bit of strength from his body.

Whether it was chakra, internal force, blood, breathing, sweat, every nerve and every muscle strength, at this moment, it was frantically absorbed and concentrated like a water pump, his eyes were extremely cold, and his brain was extremely clear and excited.

But he looked around blankly, but he couldn't find anyone who could fight hard.

The closest enemy to him was also a kilometer away.

Even this guy, who was almost born to fight, couldn't resist this almost heavenly power.

Makoto Uchiha's blood-red pupils constricted, and the three Magatama had rotated to the point of near static, and they were even faintly deformed by the extremely fast rotation......

- No, I still have a chance!

He looked down.

But he has no earth attribute, even if he can forcibly avoid the first wave of ninjutsu, what about the second and third waves that will definitely follow?

At this moment, a hand rested firmly on the boy's shoulder.

White Fang slowly looked around, and the followers in the mountain finally discovered the leader's intentions, and in the last few tenths of a second, they connected the spirits of White Fang and all the second-echelon members:

White Fang's calm voice: Underground ......

Spiritistic smoke and dust rose from it, and several black shadows swooped out of it. Several Konoha ninjas around White Fang were knocked down and disappeared to the ground.

Makoto felt a force coming from his shoulder, and under his dynamic vision, which had been turned on to the extreme, a huge black ninja dog burrowed into the ground, and White Fang pulled him to follow closely behind. The soil and rocks melted and separated like water, leaving them to sink quickly.

Behind him, the sound of a thousand waves smashing exploded, followed by the second and third waves...... The dull pop of sharp objects piercing the earth, and the vibration of the earth being shaken by ninjutsu, followed almost all the way, and finally stopped at a thin layer away from the two and a dog.

Makoto regained a little calm, feeling the steady strength of the white fangs on his shoulders.

Tick, tick.

A few drops of rain leaked down, leaking into this space at least ten meters underground.

Makoto couldn't hold back and whispered.

The perennially rainy rain ninja village will be an excellent ninjutsu if it can turn raindrops into a weapon to attack the enemy, whether it is lethality, practicality, or even convenience. Just like the Howe Fireball is to the Uchiha, and the Fog Hidden Art is to the Fog Hidden Ninja, the True Rain Dew Thousand Burns can also be called the representative ninjutsu of the Rain Ninja.

However, due to the fact that the heavy rain environment that the rain ninja needs to rely on is often not satisfied when it comes to diplomatic warfare, and not all rain ninjas can use this A-level ninjutsu, so this technique C is not well-known in the ninja world.

Even something as unscientific as chakra still needs to be turned into common-sense power to hurt people, and as a result, it becomes less easy to cast a water escape in the absence of water than it is at the water's edge; If there is no combustible material around, the fire will not last long; If someone can develop a rubber suit specifically, then he will undoubtedly take advantage of it when fighting Yun Shinobi, of course, he must first make sure that he is not blown out by Yun Ninja's muscles.

――In a word, the environment in which they live has a very important impact on the ninja's ninjutsu.

In such a heavy rainstorm, the power of nearly a hundred rain ninja elites was gathered, and this kind of power like destroying the world was achieved.

Environmental advantages、Joint spelling,Although Makoto still remembers how the ninja alliance in the original manga buried the behemoth's ten tails into the pit,But on the one hand, Madara Obito is disdainful of this.,On the other hand, the ten tails are also in a state of inaction.,Yes,When he really faced this kind of anti-heaven power that only appears in the ninja war,Makoto was still deeply shocked.。

Hearing Makoto's low scolding, White Fang smiled at him and raised his hand to light a cigarette for himself.

Makoto then realized that out of nowhere, the black ninja dog found an electric light similar to a searchlight helmet and put it on his head, illuminating the small space.

The young middle-aged man had some blue stubble on his chin, his eyes were calm, but as if he was focused on a distant place, he took a puff of cigarette, half exhaled, half sighed, and said:

"No way, this is the war in the ninja world."

This is the war in the ninja world!

In contrast, whether it is the rookie sweeping work of Makoto's predecessor in World War II, or the various squad missions that seem to be exciting and exciting, they are just children's toys.

When the number of ninjas reaches a certain order of magnitude, ninjutsu will undergo such a change.

Thousands of ninjutsu combined to bombard each other and change the territory, but they were just waiting for idle ears.

That's why, why did White Fang say to me before, "Even if the first generation and Madara were still alive, the peak Konoha is not without resistance, the other four ninja villages are not powerless"? Makoto smiled bitterly.

In the vision of the writing wheel, a trace of chakra was accurately wrapped around the white fangs, and I saw him gently press his temple, and whispered, "The enemy has entered the urn and is ready to act according to plan." ”

After speaking, White Fang stood up, snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and then raised his hand against the top of the earth escape space, and said to Cheng: "Let's go, the battle is not over yet." ”

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