"You followed the voice, didn't you?"

He spoke to himself, then shook his head again

"You shouldn't have come."

…

From the very beginning, Yinfang didn't take these little ghosts seriously... Yes, he did find it by following the sound.

As a middle ninja of Iwa Shinobi, it is helpless to be separated from his team on the battlefield...

Just today, Konoha Sannin officially joined the legion fighting against the Iwa Shinobi!

And to bear the brunt of the attack, their troops were scattered by the other side almost immediately ...

Perhaps, the only thing worth being happy about is that he himself did not suffer any fatal injuries in that battle, and with his current state, his strength at the level of ninja should be completely guaranteed...

That's right, this is also the reason why Weishenme Yinfang has always despised the big belt and three small in front of him... Whether it was from the clothing, breath, or chakra's senses, he couldn't find any of the four people who had the strength to defeat him.

In the end, it's just a bunch of incompetent homeless!

As a rock shinobi, how can he be afraid of this group of weak people who can't even eat enough every day!?

This is a ridiculous joke!

And also... That guy in black, that disgusting smile!!

That kind of mocking look almost made Yinfang impatient in an instant, and he wanted to cut off the other party's head immediately!

Only by watching those eyes gradually fill with despair can the anger in his heart be calmed a little!

Spike!

Push your feet! Ginbo, who was originally known for ninjutsu, has long lost his mind! Or in his eyes, dealing with a few unarmed untouchables in the Land of Rain is not worth it at all for him to waste Chakra to release ninjutsu!

Die!!

There is no hidden bitterness and no direct piercing, but at the speed of the middle ninja, Yahiko and they can only barely see a flash of glory...

"Poof."

There was no dodging, no parrying, as if he was stunned, and the sharp kun was pierced into Zhenyong's body without hindrance...

"Ahh Although they witnessed death every day, the death of their companions still had a major impact on them... Tears are almost about to break through the blockade of the eye sockets...

…

"Are you really a shinobi?"

At this moment, Zhenyong's slightly ridiculous tone sounded again... He was so calm, like he wasn't the one who was stabbed to the core...

And Yinfang, who made the move, showed a surprised look almost the moment the attack hit!

It didn't feel like a hole in the flesh at all... It's like a stab on a giant tree...

lignification

After surviving Mu Dun's rampage, Zhen Yong's physique, chakra, or Mu Dun itself has made a qualitative leap... And the most obvious and terrible of these changes is this—lignification.

Three years ago, whether it was True Courage or a copy of other Mu Dun studies, Mu Dun was closer to a special attribute of Escape in their hands, but for the former Hokage Thousand Hand Pillars, it was closer to a unique Blood Inheritance Limit... So much so that most of the Mu Dun ninjutsu used by the first generation didn't even need to be sealed...

And three years have passed, Zhenyong has finally taken an important step in Mu Dun's cultivation - the transformation of his physique!

Just like the people of the Ghost Lantern Family, they can avoid physical attacks by liquefiing their bodies, and the current True Yong can also be called a bloodstained physique of Mu Dun... He can lignify his body as he wants, and in such a situation, it is almost impossible to kill him with a simple physical attack, and the so-called "vital point of the human body" is completely meaningless for Zhenyong.

"It seems that Iwa Shinobi is really getting more and more unpleasant."

Like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, he shook his head slightly, and then reached out his palm to the other party...

Mu Dun, King Kong Summons Wood!

It's the same trick that went wild three years ago, but at this moment, in the hands of Zhen Yong, it seems to be at your fingertips, naturally casual...

The lightning-like sharp branches pierced through Iwa Shinobi's body in an instant, but Zhenyong curled the corners of his mouth slightly, but he didn't mean to stop there!

Keep moving!

As if it were completely unhindered, the hard wooden strips pierced the ground in the blink of an eye, and beneath the soil near the entrance of the cave, a cry with the smell of blood told the end of Iwa Shinobi...

In the face of the true use of having a strong perception and predicting the future, the effect of ninjutsu like a clone or a stand-in has been minimized...

Untie...

Retracting his palm, all that remained in the cave was a piece of broken wood and a corpse buried in the earth...

Zhenyong smiled and looked back at the few little ghosts who had been together for three years... Hawkers,After taking off the mask,It's always a little weird.,After all, when it comes to age.,Zhenyong is actually a little younger.,Without the mask to increase the sense of mystery.,Even preaching is not as natural as it used to be.。

"Anyway, let's get out of here quickly" Zhenyong tilted his head mischievously, "According to this situation, the war is about to expand to this place, so let's get out of here quickly and find a safer place." ”

"Poetry... Poet..."

"Ahlala~I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to continue the trip~"

Zhen Yong shrugged helplessly, his injuries had healed, he had been here for too long...

Looking at the three little ones who were holding their heads one after another, Zhenyong touched the back of his head embarrassedly, and then took out a thin scroll from his coat.

"This is about the method of chakra extraction, and the simplest use of chakra, which should be regarded as our farewell gift."

Stuffing the scroll into Yahiko's hand, Zhenyong shook his hands with a little force... Use your hands to protect what you want to protect.

"So, everybody~"

"It's time to say zaijian~"