At the end of the second time, when the flow of time returned to normal again, Lei Luo's figure also suddenly flashed in another position in the eyes of the mist ninja.

It was as if in an instant, he had crossed a magma-covered area tens of meters away, and reached the other side unharmed, and no one could see how he moved halfway.

It was as if the world had suddenly changed at this moment, and the scene in my eyes jumped directly from the previous frame to the next frame like a slideshow.

In the last moment, the clump of magma formed by the dissolution was still in mid-air, in a state that was about to fall to the ground.

And Chakra, who represents the liberation of the flat-eyed butterfly, has just flown towards Lei Luo, and is about to hit him.

But in the next moment, the dissolved magma had fallen to the ground at some point, and had even melted the earth into a sea of fire, but no one saw the process of its fall, and even the interaction between it and the ground.

The light blue chakra giant knife also unconsciously moved sideways for a long distance, until the familiar explosion sounded in the distance, and the mist ninja had a feeling of waking up like a dream, and they all realized that most of the attacks of the flat-eyed butterflies had failed.

But...... What the hell is all this going on?

Why did the scenes and sounds seen in the eyes and heard in the ears change so dramatically? It's like, pictures, sound waves, images...... It's like being torn apart all at once?

In between, what about the process of dissolving, flat-eyed butterflies, their attacks, flights, and even misses?

Where did the process go?

Why do they see only the results of all kinds that have reached the end?

Countless mist ninjas stared at Lei Luo's figure tightly, and their brains were thinking about the above series of questions, but before they could figure it out, another loud roar sounded in the field:

"Dissolve. Monster Dissolving Technique! ”

It was still the old man who spoke up, and his dissolution attack still covered the vicinity of Lei Luo.

It's just that he may also understand that it is impossible to hit Lei Luo at the speed of dissolving, so the old man very cunningly chose the landing point of the attack on Lei Luo's travel route, and its location is the area in front of Lei Luo.

With a slight pause, Lei Luo temporarily stopped his figure, he did not rush to use Shi Ji to cross this distance again, but turned his head slightly sideways and looked behind him.

Not far away, I saw that an old man with gray hair and an angry face, who was dressed as an elder of the fog hide, was standing in front of the fog ninja.

At this time, the old man was raising his head, constantly spitting out clumps of condensed magma from his mouth, and surging towards Lei Luo's place from high in the air, while making a playful look at Lei Luo with the corner of his eye.

Even if his mouth couldn't speak, Lei Luo inexplicably understood the meaning of the old man, and the other party seemed to be expressing a provocative emotion, as if to say: You continue to run?

Judging from the old man's chakra reaction, Lei Luo judged that the other party should be a strong man who has reached the shadow level.

And judging from the performance of this old guy who can accurately find his position twice in a row and intercept and attack in time, the other party can undoubtedly react to his speed, and he has a lot of combat experience.

But......

"Look for death."

Spit out these two words from his mouth extremely coldly, Lei Luo turned around, ignoring the magma that was about to fall from the sky above his head, he just narrowed his eyes and quickly estimated the distance between himself and the old man.

Thirty meters...... Accessibility......

"Deleted."

At this moment, it was the familiar sense of separation that arose in the hearts of many fog ninjas, and the dissolved magma once again quietly appeared on the ground.

It was like being in a corner they didn't know, that the dissolved magma had completed a series of processes from falling, touching, colliding, and burning.

But compared to these, there are obviously more important things to pay attention to now, and it is worth paying attention to the fog ninjas.

Whew-poof!

The blade sliced through the air, and then the sound suddenly sounded as if it had been inserted into some kind of object, and I saw the old man who was spitting dissolving, and his neck was raised and suddenly protruded—a blade that shimmered with dark red light.

The long, cold and sharp knife stabbed straight through the back of the old man's neck, stabbed out of his throat, and did not stop until its tip reached a position about half a meter in front of him.

In other words, this puncture from the old man's back to the neck obviously went straight into the handle.

A large amount of blood gushed out, merging with the dissolution that was still flowing outward in the air, adding a dazzling blood-red color to the dark yellow and charred magma.

Soon, the dissolving ninjutsu was interrupted, but the old man's open mouth did not close.

It's just that, compared to the magma that he spit out before, what is spurting out of his mouth now is a stream of blood.

A look of pain flashed across his face, and at the same time, he unconsciously stretched out his palm and slowly stretched it towards his neck, his fingers twitching, as if trying to grasp the blade that had pierced through his throat.

It seemed to be an instinctive reaction to a sudden fatal injury, and it also seemed like a frantic struggle unwilling to accept death.

But in short, the throat was pierced, and all his movements were in vain.

Snort - Pulling the blade out of the neck of the old man in front of him, and shaking off the blood stained on it, Lei Luo asked expressionlessly:

"Spit on, why don't you keep throwing up?"

Quite a little nervous, after saying this sentence to himself, Lei Luo saw the old man slowly falling, his body fell to the ground with a weak thud, splashing blood everywhere, he couldn't help but smile slightly, obviously very satisfied with his offensive this time.

Raising his eyes and scanning around, Lei Luo found that most of the expressions on the faces of the mist ninja seemed to be slightly sluggish, and there was a faint look of disbelief, as if he had not yet reacted from the old man's death.

Even the one who had unleashed a giant chakra blade attack on Lei Luo before, the Ninja Knife. The holder of the flat-eyed butterfly, a rather young-looking mist ninja, couldn't help but tremble when he saw this, and his steps unconsciously took a step back, and he was dumbfounded for a while.

In short, the atmosphere in the arena fell into an eerie silence, like the calm before the storm.

"Huh."

With a chuckle, Lei Luo clenched the long knife in his hand, moved forward, kicked heavily under the ground, and rolled up a circle of qi waves all over his body, with a ferocious inertia to the extreme, and rushed towards the predetermined direction again.

Its rumbling sound made him move like a high-speed railcar.

As for the corpse left in place, in Lei Luo's opinion, it was just an insignificant episode that happened when he chiseled through the Fog Hidden Front.

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