Nighthawk looked coldly at Konoha who fell to the ground and slowly got up, and slowly floated a trace of pity. The person in front of him was still a child, with youthful ignorance on his face, the ends of his black hair gently raised, and his melancholy eyes full of longing for the future.

No matter how angry he was, the fire in Nighthawk's heart slowly extinguished. There is also a kind person living in his heart, and it is impossible for him to kill a child.

"Kill me." Konoha stubbornly raised his head, his eyes had returned to normal, clear as a pool of lake water: "Failed ninja is not worthy of living in this world, kill me." ”

"Are you trying to be free?" The corners of Nighthawk's mouth brought a smile at some point: "Do you want to just run away?" As a lonely person, do you want to escape your life in this way? ”

The eyes of the two men collided in the air, and it did not stir up a strong spark, but there was a hint of happiness in meeting old friends.

"But I'm a ninja, and if I fail, I'm doomed to die!" Konoha slowly stood up, and there was a burning feeling in his chest, and he was shocked that Nighthawk's strength was so amazing that he could beat him like this in one chapter.

You must know that he has been cultivated as a weapon since he was a child, and his father soaked him in potions day and night, and the unpleasant smell will never be forgotten, but it has created a body as strong as steel.

But this body of steel was destroyed by Nighthawk today in a simple single chapter, without any fancy or resistance. It was a seemingly simple palm that destroyed the body full of confidence.

"Even if you don't kill me, the people in the organization will kill me! Ninjas who fail should pay the corresponding price. The sword flashed, and a dagger that had been hidden at his waist was crossed in the air by Konoha.

In Nighthawk's eyes, the boy had a stubborn smile, as if he was very happy that life could finally be liberated. The dagger stabbed like a throat, without hesitation, without leaving any mercy.

"Don't!" The roar of the Demon Eye resounded through the clouds, tearing hearts out, as if the whole world was about to collapse! He shook back the ghost hand with a single sword, and flew towards Konoha like a fly.

It's just a short distance, but it's as far away as eternity. Far away at the end of the sky, but it disappeared in an instant. Demon's tears flowed wildly, and his heart was broken.

"Goodbye brother, I'm not a good brother, you have to live well." Konoha has a bright smile and no fear of death.

The blood flowed down the tip of the knife, which cut through the skin and paused between the blood vessels. Konoha looked in shock at the hand that was clutching his dagger.

There was not a trace of texture on the dry hands, like a shriveled piece of meat. The convex knots of the bones were terrifying like corpses that had been in their glory for many years, and they held the blade tightly, but not a trace of blood dripped from their hands.

"Leader............" MONOCULUS also stopped, tears still on his face. In an instant, it seemed like a lot had happened, but nothing had happened.

The ghoul waved his hand faintly at the Demon Eye: "Go and do what you should be busy with, don't worry, your father has asked me, you must take care of your brother!" ”

He looked down at Konoha who was still shocked: "It seems that he is indeed still young and needs to be taken care of." ”

The dagger snapped into two pieces and slipped from the ghoul's palm. Konoha felt a heavy push, and an irresistible force pushed him out. The body flew in the air and landed steadily on the opposite side of the road.

"Boy, take a good look at what kind of greatness a real ninja is." The ghoul's smile was shriveled and eerie, like a living dead man crawling out of a grave. But it's full of attachment to power, so strong that all ninjas want to worship it.

Nighthawk stood quietly in the distance, just now he also wanted to save Konoha. The kid is a kind man, and he has seen that he did not commit suicide for any glory, but to escape the life of a ninja! He didn't deserve to die, damn the world of ninja sin, he deserved to live like a blooming flower.

The sudden appearance of the ghoul stopped him, and from the moment the dark shadow crossed his eyes, he knew that Konoha couldn't die. This figure is so fast that it is impossible for the naked eye to catch the trace.

In comparison, the shadow can at least be seen in the steps of the ghost hand, and the figure of Meng Tian can still be perceived. But this guy approached as silently as a ghost, and at a distance, he couldn't escape his attack at all.

"You're Nighthawk? I've been looking at the daimyo for a long time, and I've been observing you in the dark, but I didn't expect us to meet in this form, I'm really sorry. The ghoul bent down slightly, saluting like a nighthawk with the etiquette of a Fuso.

Nighthawk froze, his hand clenching the Decepticon at a loss. He was ready for a stormy attack, but why did this guy greet him so politely? Did he come to the wrong place? Isn't this a dueling arena for life and death?

The ghoul slowly straightened up, his straight waist was like a bamboo pole swaying in the wind, and his thin body seemed to be about to be blown down by a gust of wind at any time, but the powerful aura emanating from his body made it impossible for anyone to ignore his existence.

"Who are you?" Nighthawk couldn't find the topic to talk about at this time, and asked hastily.

"Ghoul, the big leader of the ninja organization you've been looking for, the strongest king of the entire Fuso ninja world!" The ghoul introduced himself lightly. If it were someone else, Nighthawk would definitely scoff at him, but the powerful momentum created by the person opposite just by appearing on the other side made it impossible for him not to look directly at this terrible man.

"Also, Oshimamaru, who was killed by you, is also my subordinate. Thank you so much for helping me kill that shit. His existence has always troubled me, and I don't know whether to be loyal to my dead master's orphan or kill that waste wood that makes it difficult to purify. But for now, Mr. Nighthawk has helped me with all my troubles, and please accept my sincere thanks once again. The ghoul actually bent down again, as if to thank the savior.

Nighthawk's worldview is a bit confusing, is the ghost-like guy in front of him a nobleman or a terrible killer? When did the killer become so polite and cultured! In his heart, the ruthlessness of the ghost hand and the ruthlessness of the sky are the su zhì that the killer should have, and if the killer still has a quite mellow su zhì, it is really very terrifying.

"Now, then, let's start fighting." The corners of the ghoul's mouth brought a terrible smile, and the sky that had just brightened dimmed with his smile: "I'm more than willing to take your life." The ghoul suddenly disappeared, but in Nighthawk's eyes, he didn't disappear! Instead, it was like a sharp sword, straight into his chest.

Nighthawk, whose body has been strengthened by African pills, has become much more sensitive to all organs in his body, and they are almost growing exponentially. Even if the ghost hand is so fast, the figure in the eye has slowed down a lot, and it can even be touched casually.

But the shape of the ghoul is really unimaginably fast, even if it is a wind! How is it possible for a human eye to see the wind?

Blood spurted wildly, and Nighthawk was slammed into the air. Even though he subconsciously used the Decepticon to block, he was still a step slower, and his chest was stabbed into a bloody hole by the ghouls' five fingers, and the violent force knocked him out by the way, helpless as if he had fallen into the blackest abyss.

"It's not over yet!" The ghoul sneered from below, and Nighthawk really couldn't imagine that a person could be so fast, and he would have the strength to catch up after just striking with all his strength.

As if he had been hit with a hammer on his back, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and he flew towards the sky like a kite with a broken string, and the white clouds were getting closer and closer, and he seemed to embrace the whole sky.

"Captain.........." The military thorn pulled the bolt of the gun fiercely, aiming at the ghoul thirty meters away. Suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and a crisp sound came, and the barrel of the gun was split into two, and it suddenly became a waste.

The Demon Eye sneered and stood in front of the military stab, suddenly appearing like a ghost, making people not even have a chance to breathe: "Didn't your friend sue you, here, guns don't work." "The heavy pressure came like a mountain, and not only the military thorns, but also the spears of the yaksha on the side were cut off at the same time. MONOCULUS's knife was already raised above his head, a hideous smile and a shining steel knife approaching at the same time.

Poop! Matsumoto held up the Monoculus's knife at the most critical moment and pushed it backwards fiercely. The ghost hand also appeared at the same time, just now he was suddenly counterattacked by the magic eye, and retreated to the side in a panic, if it wasn't for Matsumoto, at this time the military thorn was already on the ground.

Ghost Hand smiled faintly at Matsumoto: "The sword technique has improved!" Matsumoto gave a thumbs up and smiled happily.

The Ghost Hand's cold gaze shot back to the Demon Eye: "Your opponent is me, don't run away at will." As if hearing the most ridiculous joke, MONOCLAW looked up and laughed: "Run? In the world of ninjas, there is never the word escape. He looked at the ghost hand with disdain, and said disdainfully: "It's that you've been running away all the time, and you've never confronted me head-on." Ghost Hand snorted coldly: "You and I both know the opponent's abilities, your eyes can hallucinate, I can only use my steps to stop that terrible thing from happening." "He's a smart guy and he's calm." The Devil's Eye's knife pointed at the ghost hand: "If you have any other tricks, you can use any special moves, although your body is fast, you will always be caught up by me." But you, how can you break my illusion? "Then let's try it." The ghost hand suddenly moved, and disappeared into thin air in an instant.

The eyes of the demon eye doubled in an instant, and he fought with the ghost hand for no less than a hundred moves, and each time the tip of the knife touched, it would stir up a violent wave of qi. He also gradually had a feeling for the body of the ghost hand, and the unpredictable figure was now as clear as if it was dancing in front of him.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of the Magic Eye's mouth, and suddenly another green fire was rapidly approaching in the air.

He roared frantically, slashing at the green flames with a single slash.