48 The gift of the evil gods

The spinning scythe directly blew away the not-so-dense soot.

Since the obstacles are not created by the chakra, many physical means can be easily and effectively dispelled. If it was some of the techniques of the Fog Shadow, that kind of outrageously thick fog would not be able to be solved by ordinary means at all.

When the smoke cleared, Lu Sheng's two shadow clones also entered the range where they could attack each other. It's a pity that it's not a reciprocal physical exchange, and the chakra assigned as a shadow clone for clamping is also quite limited. Lu Sheng, an old ninja, after a fierce battle, even if he wanted to squeeze some more chakra, his body would not allow it.

"Wishful thinking!" For the opponent's simple thinking and simple tactics, Qianjun showed a disdainful smile. The scythe in his hand was quickly pulled back by him, and he swung it left and right twice at will, without any warning, the two shadow clones were directly cut in half, even if it was the body standing in the perspective of God, he didn't see the movements of the thousand troops clearly.

It's really dangerous to get close to this kind of monster, but it's not important now, Lu Sheng has now escaped to the edge of the "map cannon" just now, and I believe that this distance is not much worse if it is not the limit of the attack distance of the previous thousand troops. According to his perceptual ability, there was no way to distinguish the difference between the shadow clone and the main body at this distance, let alone carry out an effective attack.

The situation couldn't get worse now, and Lu Sheng felt that he had at least a 66% chance of being able to escape.

As long as you escape, it will only be a matter of time before you get back on the field. What's more, "The Loyal Dog of the Fire Country-The Strange Strength of a Thousand Troops", this kind of information is already very valuable, and I believe that there are many people on the black market who are willing to spend money to buy such information.

Sacrificing two inconsequential subordinates can be exchanged for such intelligence, no matter how you look at it, you have earned it.

"Is this your last struggle?" Seeing Lu Sheng who was far away, Qianjun did not panic at all. Unhurriedly, he took out a handful of kunai, which was stained with a little blood.

This is the weapon he used to sneak up on the terrestrial life just now......

The scarlet tongue poked out of his teeth, and a slippery black and white object slid across the surface of the weapon, a reddish liquid enveloping his mouth.

Although Lu Sheng, who turned back step by step in the distance, didn't know what Qianjun was doing, it didn't prevent him from having a bad feeling, and his body kept urging him to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible.

And Lu Sheng is also loyal to his sixth sense and quickens the pace of his feet, which is the secret of his ability to live to such an age.

It's just that today's luck doesn't seem to be on his side......

"Hey, hey! Got you......"

Knock knock! Knock knock! Knock knock!

At a distance of dozens of meters, Qianjun's words seemed to whisper in his ear. A few simple words, although the decibel is not high, but it smashed into Lu Sheng's heart like a hammer.

Whether it was the abnormal mental pain or the terrifying scene that happened in front of him, Lu Sheng's eyes were opened, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out.

The thousand troops who were still in the distance just now are gone!

"Old man, your legs and feet are really slow......" When Lu Sheng turned his face, he didn't know when Qianjun had come to his side. I saw that he skillfully used the tail end of Feilian, winding and shuttling between the trees, and the degree of agility was no less than that of an ape. Compared with the simple way of opening the road in the mountains and building bridges in the water, there is no doubt that the maneuverability of the Qianjun is much stronger, and the distance of dozens of meters is also instantaneous, and it accurately grasps the true body of Lu Sheng. "I'm really old!"

"I heard that you were very good at shadow clones back then, and when you were at your best, you could easily distinguish ten or eight...... The fire escape is also much stronger than the current fire, and I have heard that you once directly vaporized the water dragon bullet of a powerful ninja in the Fog Shadow Village...... Sure enough, it's better to be famous than to meet, and your strength disappoints me too much...... Sure enough, it's just an old man who doesn't look good. ”

Is it time to dwell on gossip and rumors?

Lu Sheng didn't let Qianjun deviate, he put the shuriken across his chest, the old man was in a state of vigilance, and stopped helplessly: "Why are you so sure......"

What can you do if you can't run?

"Are you sure about your body?" The proud Qianjun directly cut off Lu Sheng's words, and the thief laughed.

"Your perception ......" He was already wondering if the battle just now was a show of this thing.

"I was able to find you entirely under the guidance of the Evil God!" With a pious expression on his smug face, he held the necklace that had just fallen at Lu Sheng's feet, "Thank you for everything that the Evil God has given you, you will have the honor to be a sacrifice to the Evil God, and when you see the Evil God after you die, remember to be grateful!" ”

"I don't know what to do......" wanted to put a few words on it, and see if this fool, who had been carried away by victory, could reveal some useful information. But now it seems that this thing is completely psychotic, and Lu Sheng directly gave up communication.

Demon? This kind of mythical story can only deceive children, regenerative physique or ninjutsu, the old man has also heard of it. The most famous is the Seal of Baihao used by Tsunade, one of the three ninjas, and if it is said that Qianjun has similar abilities, Lu Sheng believes it. But it's a smoke bomb released by the other party, in order to confuse yourself.

Any technique has a price, and his regenerative ability cannot be used indefinitely, but he just didn't find the right way.

Using the forbearance once again to hinder the pursuit of the thousand armies, Lu Sheng had silently recruited his shadow clone back.

In the face of the flying forbearance, Qianjun's performance greatly surprised Lu Sheng.

Ordinary ninjas may still need to hide, but the thousand armies don't. Decades of habit had misled Lu Sheng, or the previous battles still hadn't taught him to be smart.

As long as Qianjun is willing, these things cannot be obstacles at all.

Puff, puff, puff......

A few shuriken only caused some pain to the opponent, and the pursuing thousand armies did not slow down their pace in the slightest.

Lu Sheng also secretly said badly, things like smoke bombs and detonation charms have been used up, and ordinary ninja tools have no way to effectively stop the opponent's footsteps.

"It's useless to run away! The Evil God is already watching His sacrifice! Give your flesh and soul obediently! ”

Before Lu Sheng could come up with an effective countermeasure, a huge shadow spread its wings like a great peng, firmly covering the sky above Lu Sheng's head.

The huge scythe slashed off the head with a fishy smell.

The thin Lu Sheng struggled to adjust his position, and the two shurikens staggered above his head, meeting the opponent's murder weapon.

Maybe I can occasionally use this power to widen the distance between the two......

…………

Po, poo, the two shadow clones that were rushing disappeared suddenly.

Suddenly, the thousands of troops carrying the blood-stained Feilian dragged out of the forest.

Scratching his head a little irritably.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have killed him directly, and the living people would be able to provide more information, and I'm afraid that guy would have to complain again."

"Still, doctrine is doctrine, and I must abide by ......"

"Sacrifice death for the evil gods...... The kind that is half-dead, or fainted, doesn't count. ”

As he muttered to himself, the steps under Qianjun's feet became light again. Slowly, his figure gradually curled up, and the murder weapon stained with countless blood was hidden somewhere, and he became the obscene little man again.

Just like he had just left......

PS: By the way, to answer a few readers' questions, I'm definitely not a newcomer, after all, I still have a bit of a readership base, and my writing has been trained by millions of words, and I think I'm above the level. But in the palace, it's really in the palace.,Young don't know how to code words tired.,I thought I could become a god by opening more.,As a result.。。 gg Smecta, now I am working hard to write this book and honestly participate in the essay competition.