Since the beginning of winter, the village has had no less than ten heavy snowfalls, and although the snow in other places has been cleared in time, the Thousand Hands Park is still covered in silver because of its vast area and the vertical and horizontal forests.

As soon as the cold wind and the water stopped entering the Senju Park, I saw many people with children building snowmen and snowball fights in the snow, and the sound of noisy laughter rushed in.

The cold wind was in a trance for a while, and he felt that what he was in front of was just an ordinary amusement park.

The Thousand Hands Clan used to be a super wealthy clan on par with the Uchiha Clan, and reached its peak in the generation of the Thousand Hands Pillar and the Thousand Hands Pillar, but unfortunately it flourished and declined, and after decades, the powerful Thousand Hands Clan had no successor, and finally slowly withdrew from the stage of history.

Even the park, named after a thousand hands, seems to be losing its significance.

The water stop next to it, after entering the Thousand Hands Park, is also deeply touched, and keeps telling the glorious deeds of the Thousand Hands family

Han Feng's understanding of the past of the Thousand Hands clan is limited to the first generation of Mu Dun, as well as the second generation of Shui Dun and various forbidden techniques like opening and hanging, at this time, from the water stopper, he knows a lot of secrets, but compared to the past, Han Feng wants to know more about the current situation.

"Stop the water, how happened to the decline of the Thousand Hands Clan? Did you move to the Senju Park neighborhood? Hanfeng asked softly, and the figure of the old woman he met when he and Iruka, Azuki Bean, and the others came to Senju Park for dinner in his mind.

Zhishui shook his head and smiled: "The Thousand Hands Park was created by three generations to recognize the merits of the Thousand Hands Clan, although it is named after the Thousand Hands, but the Thousand Hands Clan did not live here. ”

"And where did they go?" Hanfeng asked, and at the same time kept going deeper with Zhishui, and soon left the noise behind him.

Zhishui smiled: "They didn't go anywhere, they just scattered in the village, probably because their clan is sparse, so they give people the illusion that the Thousand Hands have disappeared." ”

"Diaspora?"

The cold wind was a little surprised.

"Since the first and second generations of the Thousand Hands Clan, the most representative figure is the legendary Tsunade senior, one of the three ninjas, but it's a pity that Tsunade has no intention of taking care of the family, and after the last ninja war, he lived in seclusion. Without the leadership of Tsunade, the scarcity of the clan, and the fact that no one could inherit the original Mu Dun, over time, the Senju clan slowly integrated into the village. Maybe some of the people who go out to play are from a thousand-armed family. ”

Zhishui said with a smile.

"I see!"

The cold wind instantly enlightened and suddenly realized, there is a kind of ...... The feeling of knowing is completely different from not knowing.

As for Tsunade, he lived in a simple place...... The cold wind shook his head, and it was difficult for people to dismantle.

"Okay, stop the water, we're not here to remember the Thousand Hands Clan!"

The cold wind looked around, and they had come to a rather remote corner, not far away was a snow forest, and there was no end in sight, and the white and flat snow around them also told that this place was inaccessible.

The cold wind took out the kunai and issued a provocation, "You! Come here!! ”

Zhishui's face was straight, his toes jumped back quickly, and at the same time, his right hand was unguarded, and he took out three shurikens in his left hand, and shot them at the cold wind the moment he landed.

Three shurikens attacked from the left, middle and right directions, although Han Feng's current combat experience is not rich, but he is no longer a little white, he took the initiative to rush towards the shuriken attacking from the right direction as soon as his body turned.

In this way, the only thing that the cold wind needs to face is this handful sword!

Zhishui's eyes lit up slightly, flashing with approval, but the movements in his hands were non-stop, and with a flick of his left hand, Zhishui threw out a handful of kunai again.

Ku did not come first, and directly and violently hit the shuriken on the right side, and the speed of the shuriken soared in an instant, and at the same time, the direction changed greatly, and it disappeared from the field of vision of the cold wind in an instant.

Why is this scene so familiar?

Hanfeng suddenly remembered that he seemed to be playing with Hinata Shinichi like this a few months ago.

But I didn't have white eyes!

The cold wind was furious, but there was no way but to use the teleportation technique.

Sou!

In an instant, the cold wind turned into a violent wind and disappeared in an instant.

Three steps later, the cold wind had already appeared in front of Zhishui's body, and his hand was wiped towards Zhishui's left abdomen without stopping!

Stopping the water is not chaotic, holding the kunai with his right hand, and accurately blocking the kunai of the cold wind.

Sonor!

In the crisp sound of gold and iron, the cold wind and the water stopped at the same time.

Bang bang!

The two who each had an extra footprint on their bodies quickly retreated with the strength of each other's feet, and rushed towards each other again after accumulating strength.

The two of them quickly staggered in the snow, and snowflakes splashed under their feet.

Knor, sonor......

With the gradually compact sound of gold and iron clashing, the movements of the cold wind and the water stop are getting faster and faster, and the frequency of shots is getting higher and higher!

The snow within a radius of ten meters has been spoiled by the two of them!

From an outsider's point of view, this may be an evenly matched battle, but only Han Feng understands that at this time, he is completely driven by the offensive of stopping the water, and he has to be forced to speed up and increase the frequency of his shots to resist the offensive of stopping the water, but in this way, the pressure of the cold wind is also increasing!

'Some can't keep up' ......

Han Feng's face was ugly.

On the other hand, although the expression is solemn, the vigorous figure is like flowing water, and there is no reluctance at all!

Moreover, the action of stopping the water is still accelerating!

Not to mention the cold wind, I can't even keep up with the speed of my hand to stop the water!

Yikes!

At the last moment, the two staggered, and the bitterness of stopping the water ruthlessly cut through the coat of the cold wind.

"Are you alright?"

Zhishui put away the kunai and walked to the side of the cold wind, "How do you feel?" ”

"Feel ......"

Isn't that wonderful.

Hanfeng looked down at the scratches on his coat and was stunned: I'm going to be scolded when I go home, right?

He glanced at Zhishui and found that the other party's eyes were extremely bright, sharp, and spirited, and although he did not open the writing wheel eye, there seemed to be a magical power hidden in it.

Cold Wind hesitated, and finally threw a collection spell over.

The green light cluster in his mind instantly rolled and rushed, and in the middle of it, a purple stardust erupted from the green light cluster, and dozens of light blue light spots slowly rotated around the green light cluster.

Wind...... Confused.

Purple......

After blue and red, a third color has appeared?!

The cold wind's heart beat like a drum, and no matter what Zhishui was saying, it directly wrapped his consciousness in the purple stardust.

This is...... Dynamic vision.

The cold wind gasped, and it sounded like it was perfect for playing tennis......

As soon as Han Feng's mind moved, he saw that this purple stardust suddenly fell from the light blue starlight, turning into a purple halo and blending into Cold Wind's eyes from the inside.

In the next moment, Han Feng felt that his eyes were a little itchy, he restrained the itching, blinked his eyes vigorously for half a minute, and finally, his world was clear.

Senju Park is still the Senju Park, and the snow forest is still standing there, but in the sight of the cold wind, it always feels like everything around me has become a little different.

"Cold wind?"

Zhishui, who didn't know what he had contributed, still had a concerned expression, "Are you okay?" ”

The cold wind came back to his senses and looked at Zhishui, his eyes sparkling: "Zhishui, come again!" ”