The original location of the Takiyun Canyon is now only on the battlefield of the vast Gobi.

The golden light array, with the stirring inside, was about to dim from time to time.

And on the edge of the battlefield, Qing and Qingtian Kengo are completely opposite because of the choice of saving or not saving.

An earth-shattering explosion came from the Great Array.

The round and stable golden light array suddenly broke a little, like a leaking balloon, and began to shrink.

And in the place where the golden light was broken, a figure, holding a gorgeous spear, was about to rush out.

Qiu Yu's infatuated angry shout came, "Don't be stunned! Let her escape from the big formation, and none of us will be able to stop her! ”

With his loud shouts, it came from within the array. The eight people outside are transporting their chakras with all their might.

Seeing the scarlet nature of the lost field, he was about to fly out from above the big array. Countless golden divine thunders, turned into shackles, rushed out of the big array, forcibly dragged the scarlet figure of the lost wild, and pulled back the big array.

With the joint efforts of the eight people, the broken place also slowly healed.

Kengo Aota, noticed the figure that almost rushed out just now, that wasn't Mr. Scarlet, who else could it be?

Kengo Aoda yelled at Qing, "Now, you see it! The one trapped in the big array is Teacher Scarlet Zhen! ”

"Now, do you still want to pretend that you didn't see it, rely on that set of rhetoric, and just slip away?"

In the green eyes, a complicated look flashed, looking at the silent dried persimmon ghost shark, and Terumi Ming, who was already full of doubts about her decision, and felt bitter in her heart.

I thought to myself, "Sooner or later, you will understand my choice, but I am for your safety!" ”

If Qing is just alone, then violating the ninja rules, abandoning the information needed by the ninja village, and rescuing the lost Scarlet Truth, must be his first choice.

After all, the pain of watching his companions, being surrounded and dying, is not something Qing can bear.

Although he is task-oriented, intelligence-oriented, he has been instilled in his students countless times. But when it came time to make a decision, he was the one who would rather ignore the interests of the ninja village than rescue the unqualified ninja of his companions.

But now, absolutely not. No matter what the identity, whether it is a dried persimmon ghost shark, or a beautiful underworld. After already losing a player because of his own mistakes. When Qing does everything, he must think about his students.

In this case, take your subordinates to save Ye Scarlet, these students, the probability of survival is extremely low.

Qing's face gradually fell silent, and he said to the scorching Kengo Aota, without sadness or joy, "Yes, I saw it." ”

"But my decision will not change! Hell, ghost shark, don't be stunned! Evacuate with me! ”

With the two reluctant students, Qing and Qingtian Kengo, passed by.

At the same time, Ao's cold and hard whisper came to Aota's ears, "As a ninja, you have the right to follow your own judgment and violate the rules of routine. However, you don't have the right to drag someone into the water! ”

"I'm sorry about Captain Scarlet Loss. But I'm responsible for the students! Also responsible for Ninja Village! ”

Qingtian looked at them and left in the direction. He had made a decision, but he was reluctant to do it for a long time.

Exposing their whereabouts and attracting the attention of the other party can only be exchanged for powerless delay.

Kengo Aoda muttered to himself, "Rather than this, it's all a mantis arm as a car, so it's all up to me!" And also...... Good luck to you guys......"

Kengo Aota, the figure holding the knife, gradually dissipated in place and disappeared.

The Qingtian clan relied on assassination knife skills to inherit the family. To be honest, doing missions in the form of a ninja squad is a complete waste of such a high-quality ability.

This kind of assassination ninja is the most terrifying when it acts alone.

As the only one in the family, a ninja who has not joined the Shadow Division, or the Pursuit Department, or other violent departments.

Kengo Aoda is no worse than other clansmen. He just had a better choice.

Now, Scarlet is trapped by the other party. Kengo Aota's ninja knife in the scabbard that has been hidden for a long time is finally about to taste the blood of the enemy!

On the periphery of the large array, led by the Scarlet Village of the Sword of Takiyin, the rest of the three heroes and six heroes. The group is surrounding the large array, continuing to maintain the chakra delivery.

Ensure that the autumn rain in the big array is infatuated, and can rely on the blessing of the big array to win the lost scarlet truth.

On the periphery, the Taki-hidden ninjas, who killed all the fog hidden spies, spontaneously gathered to protect several adults.

Just when everyone's attention was almost attracted by the big array. The Takikure ninja, who was standing on the periphery, began to die silently.

From the outside in, the Takikushi ninja is silently decreasing.

Sometimes, it's a silent sword that pierces the heart.

Sometimes, it's a breeze that cuts through the throat with a bloody warmth.

There were no dying screams, no dull sounds of falling to the ground. These Takikushi ninjas were still standing there, keeping their expressions on guard.

Except for the fatal part, with blood-colored scars, it is completely normal.

The ultimate assassination knife technique, an elite assassin with perfect control of strength and angle.

Kengo Aota, the tease in the eyes of this Zhou Suke. is gradually tearing off his disguise and replacing it with a cold and bloodthirsty expression.

Assassin - Skilled in assassination, and gradually obsessed with assassination. This is the truth that the Qingtian family has always respected.

When a person can dance gracefully in a crowd. And let the enemy, unconsciously, die silently.

This strange romance would gradually affect the Assassin's state of mind. Let him be intoxicated, and even gradually indulge in, in this alternative enjoyment.

There is no big open and close confrontation, accompanied by the spark of the exchange of weapons. Only the blade slashed, like the blood stains scattered by cherry blossoms.

Drifting in the air, that intoxicating faint fishy smell.

With the wonderful feeling that the whole world is drunk and I wake up alone. Looking at one by one, the life that should have been active and abnormal, in his own hands, died gracefully.

This is not a means that only God can have.

Every assassin, to the end. will be arrogant and gradually treat themselves as gods.

Is that wrong? Not really!

It doesn't matter if it's stronger than yourself, or it's a weaker prey. will be given an elegant way to die by themselves.

Am I so good that I can't be a god?

It is as simple as harvesting ants, and it is as freehand as it is to probe and pick up things.

In the eyes of the Assassins, he was the only one who wandered in the world.

Compared to those mortals, God or Death is their name.

Bringing death, bringing the ultimate assassination, this is the most elegant art.

A very extreme assassination, silent, and elegant as the wind.

It's a pity that people who have been on the battlefield for a long time are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

And the three heroes and six heroes are all battle-hardened elites.

The thick blood qi that came to his nose made the Scarlet Village, who maintained the big array, frown, and the rest of the people next to him, looking at each other for a while, and the silent communication had already begun.

And Kengo Aota, who didn't know how to converge, was still approaching the center of the big array, constantly approaching.