Taking advantage of the Uchiha Itachi in front of him to block the disaster, Xili decisively betrayed him again, turned around and swept out of the cave in one step, and went directly to the deep cave.

When entering the prison, Xili not only found Raksha and his party, but also found the Uchiha Itachi Shisui who was locked up in the innermost.

Bang dang!

With a kick out, the wrist-thick steel pillar welded iron door fell in response, slamming into the floor with a deafening buzz.

"It's Sili?"

The Uchiha Shisui stared at Shiriki with empty eyes.

Rao is accustomed to seeing dead people, Xili suddenly saw such a person in such a place, and he also felt a tingling of his scalp.

The black eye sockets had no eyeballs and were oozing bloodshot.

The face is obviously very delicate, but it gives people a hideous feeling.

"Your eyes..."

"Forget it, get out of here first."

Xili grabbed the iron chain on Shisui's body with both hands, only to see the muscles of his hands bulge, and then the iron chain broke with a sonorous sound.

In the same way, Xili also tore off the iron chain on the foot of the water.

Reaching out to hold the water and carrying him up.

"How are you?"

"The hamstrings and tendons are broken, I can't leave, you get out of here."

Zhishui is blind, but his ears are fine.

In the dark, with the loss of his eyes and the unusually sensitive to sound, Shisui hears the conversation between Raksha and Sili.

Now that he felt the familiar and unfamiliar aura, he was sure that the person in front of him was Xili.

A person's appearance and voice can be imitated, but it is impossible to disguise success on the inside.

Zhishui can be regarded as one of the people who are more familiar with Xili.

Xili has a bit of a poisonous mouth and a bit of a second personality, and he seems to be indifferent to everything, but he is actually a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

A companion who is recognized by Xili, he will block his life to protect it.

Although Xili's words were brief, Zhishui heard from those simple four words, a faint concern and a thick anger.

Just now, Uchiha Shisui was sitting in the corner, and Xili didn't notice his body in the dark, and now he saw that Shisui's heels and wrists were all stained red with blood.

After too much time, the blood was no longer bright and began to turn dark red.

The clothes that stop the water are the equipment of the dark part, and it is indeed not easy to find the mixture of the two.

Seeing this scene, Xili gave up his plan to rush out with the water.

"You're waiting here!"

Xili turned around straight after speaking, and on that side, Uchiha Itachi and Raksha and the others were already fighting.

The ferret is not in a full state, and it is a little difficult to resist.

Fortunately, he had a certain terrain advantage, and he only needed to guard the big iron gate, and no sand shinobi could enter the deepest part of the prison.

There is quite a momentum of being a husband and a man.

The Uchiha Itachi condensed the chakra at his feet, stepping on the wall in a vigorous volley flip, like a swift shuttling through the rain curtain.

A light spirit that doesn't touch a drop of rain and dew.

Woohoo!

All the shurikens and kunai all hit the stone wall beside him, densely forming a large area of black press.

However...

It's only three seconds to be handsome!

The Uchiha Itachi's body soared into the air in vain, suspended in mid-air as if it had lost its gravity.

Flying?

Wrong.

Everyone looked at it, and their eyelids jumped suddenly.

But I saw a minotaur bend the big iron door with his bare hands, and slowly walked out of the darkness.

It was he who was holding the Uchiha Itachi in one hand, which made Itachi's body strangely still in mid-air.

"Is this still human?"

"Bending an arm-thick steel pillar with your bare hands? It's a big iron gate welded with steel, not a little thicker noodles! ”

"What kind of monster are we fighting against?"

The sand ninja swallowed their saliva with a grunt, and their eyes were full of horror.

Those who have seen Xili know that Xili's strength is not weak, and those who have not seen Xili have also heard of the name of the Bull Demon King.

But that's too much of an exaggeration, isn't it!!

As Xili walked out slowly, the sand ninjas in the front row subconsciously retreated.

When they realized that they were retreating because they were afraid, and they felt ashamed and angry and were about to step forward, they met the indifferent gaze of the Bull Demon King.

Suddenly, everyone froze in place and didn't dare to move.

Siri held the Uchiha Itachi in one hand, and then threw it back and threw it out.

Thrown out...

Get out...

"Now change Lao Tzu to be your opponent!"

Passive beating is not Xili's style, he prefers to beat people than to beat him, especially if he beats a group of people alone!

Boom!

As soon as the floor sank, Xili's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

It was like a black tornado whirlwind rushing straight into the sand ninja camp, and the wind howled, and there was a sudden burst of chickens and dogs jumping in the sand ninja crowd.

Black afterimages flickered through the crowd, each flickering bound to bring a blood mist explosion.

It seems that this way of fighting is too slow.

Xili paused, his body bowed slightly, and he formed a palm with one hand, and the chakra condensed in his palm turned into a dark red flame.

Dark gold flame shaping.

A blood-colored arc of light flashed suddenly.

Xili swung out with one hand, as if he was slashing a sword across the mountain.

Airplanes!!

The dark red light and shadow tore through the air like a brilliant sword.

The blood-colored arc that danced like a flame swept by, but as soon as the sand ninja touched that blood line, his body was cut off one after another.

It was made of tofu and was split in two without resistance.

The blood mist poured out, instantly staining the earth red.

More than 20 sand ninjas fell in an instant, most of them were sand ninjas, and there were many unlucky sand ninjas!

The blood light swept over the front row of the sand shinobi but did not stop, and continued to sweep backwards.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed under Luo Sha's eyes, just a face, a face! No less than thirty elite sand ninjas were killed!

Where is this fighting, this is clearly a one-sided slaughter!

Konoha is so lucky.

The first generation, the second generation, Madara Uchiha, the third generation, the group collection, the three ninjas, the white fangs, the golden flash, and now there is such a bull demon king!

Why does the heavens favor Konoha so much?

Not to be jealous is a lie!

"Magnetic Escape, Gold Dust Heavy Shield!"

Luo Sha almost crushed his teeth, and then burst out.

Countless placer gold gushed out from the ground, forming a thick shield in front of Luo Sha's body, giving people a very thick and reassuring feeling.

Really!

As soon as they saw Luo Sha make a move, the panicked sand ninja suddenly calmed down.

"Kazekage-sama will definitely be able to prevent it!"

"Be ready to fight back at any time, as long as that blood line disappears, it's our chance!"

"No matter how strong the Bull Demon King is, he is only one person, this is the base camp of our sand ninja, even one person can drown him with a mouthful of foam!"

"That's right, there's no need to be afraid!"

Luo Sha's popularity in Shayin Village is not low, especially because he is strong and trusted by everyone, and he saved the morale of Sha Shinobi as soon as he made a move.

It's just the next second, when the dark gold flame and the dust gold touch!

Shout!

The dark red halo flashed, and the strongest gold dust shield that Luo Sha was proud of seemed to be paper paste, easily cut by the dark red blood line.

"How is that possible!!"

Luo Sha's eyes burst out, revealing a look of disbelief!

……

Little Theatre: Lost Memories.

Losing the dragon vein, Loulan became the site of ancient Loulan.

Located to the east of the ruins of Guloulan, Sara and her people found an oasis where they began to build their home.

Sara was holding the five million taels of money in her hand that she didn't know who left behind, and her eyes flashed with inexplicability.

No matter how she recalled, she couldn't remember who it was.