How could the next four generations just run away with their heads down?

Along the way to the enemy's hinterland, the Water Gate has left behind many sigils that only you can understand the meaning of... And this is the proof of the Flying Thunder God technique!

And now, with his blonde hair, he can't stop it at all - because it's fast, because it's so fast, he's invincible!

The only thing worth worrying about is that this terrible ninjutsu is not as stable as it will be in the future...

"Phew! Phew! Phew!! ”

Jumping from imprint to imprint in a row, the water gate completed multiple harvests almost in an instant, but luck seemed to run out...

Because the ninjutsu is not complete, the spatial coordinates can no longer be determined after the mark is used once, and when he jumps to the Zuihou one, which is also the mark farthest from the pursuing army, the sand ninja in charge of the palace has just rushed to him...

The continuous use of unfinished ninjutsu has brought a huge burden to the body, and in addition, the injuries and the remaining amount of chakra are very unoptimistic, and it seems that Mizumon does not have any chips to kill a top ninja... Is it?

The blue chakra began to condense in his right hand, and the moment it appeared in the other party's field of vision, a terrifying storm had already formed!

The blue orb didn't have the destructive power to kill the enemy in the future, but it was more than enough to deal with the pathetic Shangnin in front of him, who obviously hadn't been able to figure out the situation yet!

"Spiral Pill!!"

The terrifying impact instantly distorted Sha Shinobi's sternum, and as blood and internal organs spilled out of his mouth at the same time, this brief duel finally came to an end...

The next step is to get rid of the enemy's pursuit as soon as possible...

-- Fell to the ground.

It was just a moment of mental relaxation, and the sequelae of the first use of the incomplete version of Flying Thunder God washed away the entire water gate... The mental and physical pressure and pain made him unable to control his body to react in the slightest... He was like a spectator, a soul detached from the flesh...

Finally, it still doesn't work?

Watergate hadn't had time to escape far enough - not even to find a proper bunker.

In half a minute at most, the enemy's rear team will come to their senses, and in his current state, he only needs to be bitter all the time to end his life...

Hawkers, I don't know if they escaped?

As he thought about it, his heart, which had been about to quiet down, began to worry again, and he tried to open his eyes, even though he knew clearly that he didn't want the guy he had always regarded as a younger brother in his field of vision—even Watergate himself didn't know what he was expecting, and luckily, fate gave the answer.

- It was a ray of thunder.

To be clear, it only emitted a white light, and it was only because of his fleeting speed that it reminded people of terrible thunder.

The audience who greeted this thunder was a little unpleasant - the continuous wailing and mourning soon came to an end...

Watergate felt someone pick him up, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but even so, he tried his best to lean into his ear and speak in that extremely faint voice.

"Help... Really brave..."

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Half a second in advance, the first time to bring the result that Zhenyong did not want.

He saw a future that he could never change, a future that he absolutely did not want to admit...

"No!!"

His voice sounded filled with fear and sadness...

Jinyong felt that he would not cry over his own death - no one could.

For death, when he really faced it, he found that he was much calmer than he imagined... Life is such a precious thing, but it doesn't seem to be worth mentioning compared to some things.

So, why the hell is screaming...

- Bright red stained his chest.

But the blood was not his.

He'd never cursed like this, and he survived... Because he just found out that the same black hair as himself is so important...

Zhenyong once felt that he would be very selfish and selfish to live this life... In this Shijie, who has no sense of substitution, as long as he survives, he may be happy to join the army of the slaughterers.

Watergate was the first to realize that he might be able to sacrifice something for others—and the Vulture, the stupid girl who had just approached his heart, taught him for the first time what it meant to be heart-wrenching...

Yes, Zhenyong should have noticed from the very beginning, like this stupid person, how could he leave obediently... She didn't leave, but quietly dived underground, she waited, waiting for the most haode opportunity - the one that would allow her beloved to escape!

That's right, she did...

The moment before kunai crashed into Mayu's chest, she used her left chest to deliver the fatal blow.

And her slender hands even clenched Tsuchida's arms tightly...

For Zhen Yong, there is no better chance to escape, because the angry Tsuchida is raising his other arm and smashing this woman's head!

A sucker! A sucker!!!!

No... No! No!!

"I want you to die!!!!!"

It's as if two different movies were abruptly connected together, and it seems that a careless editor has cut off one or two more frames of the picture, and the right hand of Zhenyong, who was obviously protecting his chest one moment ago, actually clenched kunai in the next moment... Hold a handful of kunai that has been inserted into Tsuchida's eyebrows!!

Fight, end.