After the turbulent magma flow slowly stopped and solidified, Lao Zi gradually emerged from the lava that had turned black-brown, and the weapon in his hand was the weapon belonging to the ghost shark, the big sword shark muscle.

His plan succeeded, and at this time Lao Zi should have fled immediately.

But not far in front of him, Uchiha Itachi, who was covered in a red cloud robe on a black background, made him have to dispel this thought. The expressionless Itachi didn't mean to do it directly, because the ghost shark wasn't dead yet.

Itachi knows the character of the ghost shark, and when he suffers a loss in battle, he will always be paranoid and want to get back on the field, and this vicious-looking guy always has something similar to ordinary people.

Lao Zi has a beard on his face, and he is not tall, who would have thought that such a guy who is a little strange except for the color of his beard is one of the pillars of the perfect person.

In this world, there are two perfect human pillars on Yun Ren's side.

"What the hell are you trying to do? I don't remember the two of you, do I? If it weren't for the frivolous thing of revenge, could someone have hired you? Old Zi saw that the weasel didn't seem to want to do it for the time being, and for a while he was a little swaying left and right on the two choices of escape and fighting.

If you don't escape, even if the oni shark has been buried by magma, but then facing an enemy like Uchiha Itachi, it is estimated that it will really have to be donated...

If you run away, it would be a fool's decision to expose your back to the enemy.

To say that the lesser of two evils is the lesser of two choices, but when the results of the two choices are likely to be exactly the same, even a ninja like Lao Zi began to hesitate.

Of course, he was still strong on the surface, although the injuries on his body were not light, but he did not show the slightest timidity.

But at one point, he remembered the weapon in his hand.

In response to Lao Zi's inquiry, Itachi just replied lightly: "This kind of thing is not something you should know." ”

"Young man, although I know that you are also very strong and not generally strong, but I advise you, don't underestimate the ninjas of our generation too much!"

The moment the ferret's voice fell, Lao Zi's face suddenly turned hideous.

At this moment, he decided to fight for a wave.

As a ninja who has not said that he has experienced a hundred battles, but has experienced many battles at this age, Lao Zi has had such thoughts many times and acted immediately, and his life has proved that every decision he made is correct, and then he has been surviving in this killing ninja world.

An instantaneous spell vanished in place.

When he reappeared, Lao Zi raised the big sword shark muscle and appeared from behind the weasel. His movements were sudden, and his speed was so fast that it seemed that the weasel did not react at all.

From the top of the ferret's head, the shark muscle is like a bamboo, splitting everything.

With a roar, there was a huge radial crater on the ground.

With the shark muscle as the center, there is nothing left in the shattered and undulating ground except for the black-red and high-temperature magma and the scorched and cracked loess.

It seems that Lao Zi's strength is strong and he has a move to kill the ferret...

This is naturally impossible, and Lao Zi himself will not believe in this kind of thing.

The moment the shark muscle touched the body of the weasel just now, Lao Zi knew that his move had failed. That feeling, like slamming the air hard, has no substance at all.

He noticed that the weasel's body had turned into several crows and scattered, disappearing into the chaos created by his attack.

Not far away, several black crows that appeared at an unknown time fluttered their wings and gathered in one place to turn into the body of a weasel.

Stand-ins? Magic?

Lao Zi really didn't see the essence of this crow, and he even had a little doubt that he had fallen into the illusion now. Fortunately, at this time, the shark muscle is constantly feeding him chakra, and it is currying favor with its new owner as if it is a living thing.

With another chakra entering his body, Lao Zi was also able to dispel his doubts that he had been tricked by the illusion.

His hand couldn't help but clench the shark muscle in his hand.

The shark muscle of the head of the Seven Swords of the Fog Ninja is really a very terrifying weapon. But it's in his own hands now, and the guy is still careless, hehe.

To be honest, Lao Zi saw hope for solving the dilemma.

The shark muscle not only provided him with chakra, but also quickly repaired the injury. The injuries sustained in the previous battles are constantly recovering, and even the dark wounds and old problems left many years ago are getting better.

Lao Zi only felt that he seemed to be back to when he was young, and his physical state...

A tingling pain jerked him awake.

Looking down, his hand holding the handle of the shark muscle knife had been pierced by several sharp thorns, and red blood continued to flow out.

What's going on?

Is it an illusion? Do you want me to lose my shark muscles?

He looked at Itachi, who was standing there without any unusual movements, and then looked down at his wound and the large sword shark muscle.

Like a living creature, the shark's muscles writhed.

The sharp thorns were stretching and growing, cutting through his skin.

Wrong! Is it really an illusion that can have such a real feeling? The pain, and the feeling of a foreign body piercing the palm of the hand...

So, is this true?

It was only at this time that Lao Zi reacted, endured the pain, released the handle of the shark muscle, and detached his hand from the sharp thorn.

Covering his wounds, he saw the shark muscles writhing and crawling on the ground like some kind of legless creature, and came to the feet of a person.

"Hmph, hum," the ghost shark's characteristic laugh rang out, "When you hold someone else's weapon, be careful, senior!" ”

In terms of age and active time, Lao Zi can indeed be regarded as the predecessor of the ghost shark and the weasel.

"I see..."

Lao Zi finally gave up at this time, he found that those chakras from the shark muscles who were originally obedient and docile were still repairing his body injuries, but now they became uncontrollable, although the chakras with four tails were constantly repelling them, but these chakras were like kraft candy blocking his meridians.

He has lost his combat effectiveness.

Not to mention whether it was a ghost shark's strategy to successfully get the shark muscle, but after Lao Zi got the shark muscle in his hand, the ghost shark immediately made a plan, and the shark muscle with intelligence helped him treat his injuries and provided a large amount of chakra, so that he could relax his vigilance...

Because of this, his first reaction after he was injured by the shark muscle, who gradually trusted the weapon in his hand, was to disbelieve it instead of immediately putting aside the shark muscle, and then received a second injury.

In fact, Lao Zi had no choice.

Even if he didn't use the shark muscles, it would be almost impossible for him to escape from the hands of two people.

Shark muscles are the only hope.

But now, that hope turned out to be just a sham.

But even so, Lao Zi didn't give up at this time, he clenched the intact hand and ran towards the ghost shark.

Then he was knocked to the ground by a shark muscle and never got up again.

At the end of the battle, the dried persimmon ghost shark, whose clothes could barely cover the important parts of the body, lifted the shark muscle and poked it to the ground, and then directly lifted Lao Zi up to resist on his shoulder.

After walking to Itachi's side, the ghost shark said in a strange manner: "Itachi, if I die, you really have to remember to give me a little incense every year." ”

The weasel was still paralyzed, and turned away without saying a word.