The sky was full of iron cannons, only some of them were aimed at Kishiran, and more were used to block his dodge position, and the four people who attacked Kishiran and entered Chakra into the scroll behind him.

"Hokage-sama!" The corner of his eyes caught a glimpse of the huge water balloon in the sky, and the thin shore was pitifully small, and Hai Yi couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Concentrate!" Shuimen said in a deep voice, "I believe in Anran." ”

If Anran could hear it, he might be a little moved, but all the sounds in his ears disappeared at this moment, and the iron cannon jade in the sky seemed to be still in his eyes.

The short knife was sheathed, making a long sound.

The next moment, there was a faint roar echoing through the scabbard, starting from the bottom, a slight tremor transmitted to the top of the scabbard, and finally even the hilt vibrate.

It was as if another tailed beast was sealed in the scabbard, twisting its body unwillingly, and the air flow where the scabbard and the knife came into contact surged, and the mist was blown away and inhaled into it, like the heavy breathing of a beast.

The shock was not transmitted to Kishiran's body, and his body was still, solid as a rock.

His chest heaved and his spine slowly bent, as if he was carrying a heavy mountain, and the fog around him was disordered, but it quickly calmed down. Kishiran's breath and the surging rhythm of the air flow in the scabbard gradually converged, and the vibrations that had stopped in the palm of his hand began to be transmitted to his arm.

That's the limit.

With a sharp breath, the mist gathered, and the left foot stepped forward, and the wave of air swept around, and there was no trace of mist in the circle centered on that foot.

The short knife was unsheathed, unremarkable, and the weak force was like lifting a thin piece of paper.

And this piece of paper is a spell that seals the beast.

The short knife was out of its sheath, but the light of the sword gushed out from the scabbard, and the sharp light dispersed all the air and spread to the sky.

Time began to flow in Kishiran's eyes, and the water balloon in the sky was attracted by the vacuum space, and could no longer maintain its previous direction of travel, and was all pushed by the air to fill the empty space.

The enraged beast broke through the cage and sucked all the attacks into its body, and the steaming iron cannon jade turned into a water dragon and soared into the sky, and even the three tails were sucked close to the shore by the vacuum cut by the sword light.

The right foot draws a perfect circle clockwise with the left foot as the center, and the short knife falls behind him and rises high in front of him with the help of the ultracentrifugal force generated by the rotation.

The highest sword technique of the Flying Sword Stream, the super god speed sword drawing technique that is faster than the Divine Speed Drawing Technique-Tianxiang Dragon Flash!

The Sky Dragon Flash consists of two almost seamless attacks, creating a vacuum in front of the first blow to suck the opponent in, and then using the spinning ultracentrifugal force to deliver the second blow.

With the help of the extended ability of the Divine Killing Spear, Kishi Ran finally completed this almost mythical sword drawing technique.

The brilliant sword light is like a banner unfurled, and it is like a mountain peak rising from the ground.

It was like a dragon that shook its tail carelessly before shattering the void, but it caused a landslide and the ground cracked. As soon as the sword light swept by, the ground hurriedly dodged to both sides, and the rocks rolled up, and long scars appeared on the ground.

Mio let out a deafening wail, and his huge tortoise-like body was pried up by the flowing light of the knife and rolled backwards, his left eye dripping with blood.

The Divine Killer Spear shattered the hard spike-shaped shell of Miao's face, cutting hideous wounds into the huge eyeball.

Isofu's huge body clumped together in the tumbling, and the backward trend was curbed, and instead rolled towards the shore.

The trees on the ground were overwhelmed and easily crushed.

An Ran turned his head, the scroll on the ground was already blank, and the colorful black characters wrapped in a word "seal" floated in the air, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Replace me." A suppressed roar sounded in my heart.

"To live." Kishiran's consciousness fell.

"It's not easy, I'll try my best." A terrifying smile of madness appeared on Kishiran's face, which was instantly obscured by the pale mask.

The blood streaks gushed out of his body, and the white dragon was only one-tenth the size of three tails, but he raised his hideous dragon claws without fear.

The forward momentum was blocked by the white dragon, and the water waves rolled under the three tails, pushing Isofu's body to continue rolling. The spikes erected from the shell rubbed against the white dragon's body like a chainsaw, the white scales shattered, blood splattered, the forearm disappeared directly, and the minced flesh and bone stubble flew in the air.

The seriously injured white dragon was even more angry, and lowered his head and pushed up with the dragon's horns.

It is very iron at the bottom.

When the dragon's horns snapped, the super-speed regeneration worked, and new arms grew from the broken arms, and the heavy armor armed the dragon's claws, once again meeting the three-tailed rotating body.

At the same time, the dragon's tail swayed, and the red hair on it probed into the water flow under Miao's body, sucking the water into his body.

The scales open and cling to the body, and you can vaguely see small holes contracting, from head to shoulder, and the faint electric light converges in a short period of time, forming a beating arc.

The air chamber contracted, and the two gases produced by water ionization mixed and rushed out of the mouth, ignited by the electric sparks emitted by the discharge organs in the mouth, and turned into a raging fire gushing out.

The high temperature burned the shell of the three tails, but it did not have much effect, the body of the three tails was rolling rapidly, the water was rushing under the body, and the shell was not heated by the high temperature, and it was cooled in the water.

The white dragon was pushed backwards, and the lower limbs stuck to the ground made a sound of bones breaking.

"It's endless!" The newborn's arms were ground again, the red light between the white dragon's mouth condensed, the spirit son gathered and compressed uncontrollably, a trace of black light was quietly born in the center, and the spirit child who was active to the extreme began to collapse, and the black plague spread, and the illusory light condensed into a beam, hitting the three-tailed rotating body at close range.

The deep torrent of energy emitted an ominous red light, hitting the hard shell of the three tails and splashing in all directions.

The severed hind limbs were roughly spliced on the body, making the white dragon's already hideous body even more weird, but it greatly offset the after-action of the virtual flash.

"Kishiran, it's done!" The four of them held up the seal and reminded loudly.

And the white dragon's eyes were scarlet, and there was red light condensing between his mouth.

"Four generations, which one do we seal?" Lu Jiu said helplessly.

There's nothing wrong with that, neither of the two guys who are fighting wants to be normal creatures.

Shuimen didn't speak, but the white dragon glared at Lu Jiu, and with the help of the second virtual flash, he retreated into the sky, turned into a human form, spread his wings, and stood in the air.

The three tails were out of the way and ran straight towards the four.

The four of them dodged to both sides, and the two water gates suddenly jumped up, and the seal was unfurled, just in front of the three tails.

The pitch-black characters crawled all over Miao's body, burrowing through the heavy carapace and inward.

The three tails twisted their bodies, and their three flat tails flicked wildly, like crazy demons.

But in the previous grappling, he consumed too much chakra, and no matter how angry he was, he couldn't break free at this time.

The mountain-tailed beast shrank and disappeared, turning into a boy with a beautiful face.

"It's done." Shuimen let out a sigh, there are not many people who can violently subdue the tailed beast at the moment, and even fewer people who can reseal the tailed beast, "Anran, do you need me to help you send him back to the fog?" This kid needs a good rest. ”

"Ah, thank you, no need." Kishiran lifted Yakura, and his movements were so rough that Mizumon couldn't help frowning.

The short knife on Anran's waist was unsheathed, and after shaking off the blood, it was put into the sheath again.

Thump.

Yakura's head falls to the ground.