The mouth of the valley, the supply station of the sand ninja.

The incessant sound of explosions echoed far away in the valley, and the dull and long echo lingered in every inch of the land, and even the falling raindrops seemed to tremble.

The jackals lurking in the valley curled up desperately, hiding in the caves in fear, and the jackals living in the land of rain have been taught by ninjas again and again, paying the price of blood, knowing that some 'big monkeys' cannot be provoked.

Hearing the familiar sound of the explosion, he immediately clamped his tail and rushed back to his nest, the ants still spared their lives, not to mention the cunning things of jackals.

The other side of the valley.

A team of more than 30 carts was on a difficult trek, and the sand ninjas were hurrying with constipation-like expressions.

There is no doubt that the Turbans have an extremely strong will and perseverance, and every Sand Ninja is an excellent warrior polished in the scorching desert, even in the face of a storm in the desert, they can not change their faces, and they are calm.

However, when a large number of sand ninjas drove into the rain-soaked and moldy land, they tasted a more hostile environment than the storms in the desert, and too many of them had to return to the village to recuperate because they could not adapt to the excessively humid air.

And the sand ninja who continue to stay strong does not mean that they have adapted to the land, but more often rely on their tenacious spirit to support themselves, and the belligerent blood helps them overcome the discomfort caused by the environment.

The convoy slowly marched to the entrance to the valley.

"Stop and rest."

The bearded sand ninja who led the team shouted, tugging at his beard and staring at the valley in a daze, and the order was passed down layer by layer, and the huge team immediately stopped, condensing the valley with their boss.

"Do you hear that?"

The bearded sand shinobu asked.

"What? Hear what? ”

The sand shinobi next to him looked at the boss nervously, pricking up his ears and trying to listen, but unfortunately in addition to the irritable sound of rain, there were only a few ugly old owl cries occasionally.

“······”

Glancing at the subordinates who had recently been transferred to his side, the bearded man pursed his lips and was in a depressed mood.

It's really unlucky to get home, don't mention the shitty thing of transporting materials on the stall, and the subordinates are more useless than the other, and I always feel that all the useless waste is kicked to him, and when he is a garbage recycling station, I can't bear it.

There were two ruthless sentences in his heart, and he pulled off a few beards with hatred, but he grinned painfully, his bull's eyes stared at the boss, and the fine and dense blood threads looked extraordinarily permeating.

"Useless thing, roll the calves, go and the perception troops will find it for me, a bunch of waste who can't shit but want to occupy the pit, it's a shame on the face of the sand ninja······" The bearded man scolded and glared at his subordinates who looked a little dazed, "Why don't you go quickly, stand here pretending to be a wooden stake!" ”

"Yes, yes, go to the nest, no······ I'll go. ”

The young man was so frightened that he bit his tongue, spread his legs and rushed out.

The sand ninjas around looked awe-inspiring, holding their breath one by one, lest they be scolded by the boss, it would be really miserable.

After a while, eight sand ninjas rushed over together, all of them showed a generous and righteous look, and the surrounding sand ninjas also sent blessings and sympathy with great cooperation, quietly watching the heroes bravely take justice······ Stand in a row in front of the bearded people, tall and short in a neat row.

"You go to the front to investigate, I have a bad premonition, I'm afraid there is a leak at the supply station."

The bearded man said with a solemn expression.

I didn't expect the meeting to be so 'gentle', there was no reprimand like a thunderous storm, and I was called over to perceive that the ninjas were stunned in place, staring at each other with big eyes, like a flock of stupid geese.

"What? Is there something wrong with not leaving yet? ”

"No ······"

The sudden rise in tone made them shudder.

"Just go, just go."

A group of people rushed into the valley, but they did not lose their vigilance, and the eight of them dispersed, climbed the steep rock wall, echoed each other, and touched the supply station at the other end of the valley.

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"Fire escape, the art of dragon fire."

The surging crimson flames turned into dragon shapes, fangs and claws, but they walked straight, and the dripping rain was only burned by the churning flames, and then turned into curling water vapor and rose into the sky, where the fire dragon passed, nothing could stop it.

Uchiha's fire escape technique is the first rate in the world, and it really doesn't mix any water.

Otoha and Otome's fire escape techniques are already sophisticated, but after seeing Fu Yue's simple C-level fire escape technique, they know that there are people outside the human world, and the power of the fire dragon is not worse than the so-called B-level ninjutsu, and in terms of destructive power, it is already the category of B-level ninjutsu.

With a short scream, the fire rose violently, and a cloud of pitch-black char smashed into the muddy water, barely making a human form.

"Bastard!! Damn greenskin, go die! ”

Fuyue succeeded, solved the sand ninja in the granary, and took advantage of the situation to set fire to the three granaries, the raging flames rushed into the sky, the orange flame reflected in the gray eyes, and the irritating big sand ninja almost went crazy, eager to slaughter the Konoha ninjas in front of him.

When people die, they die, and Sand Shinobi is never afraid of dying in battle, what he fears is that the supplies in the supply depot will be burned out, which is a loss he can't afford.

The gray eyes were bloodshot, the corners of the eyes were cracked, and thin lines of blood flowed down the cheekbones.

The corners of the big man's eyes were cracked, and he hated these little green skins of Konoha in front of him, all the materials stored in the supply station were destroyed, and his future was also ruined, and if the Konoha ninja in the granary came to support, he would definitely die.

is also a sand ninja, he knows very well the strength of his companions guarding the granary, they are only stronger than himself, but since his companions have died in battle, what qualifications does he have to expect to live.

However, the left and right are just one death, in this case, simply pull a few cushions, you can't cheapen this group of green skins in vain.

The twin knives suddenly turned, pulling up bursts of piercing whistling sounds, and the cyan wind on the blades swirled, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Nest grass."

The first to notice the abnormality was naturally Guanyue, who took his perception to the extreme, and at the same time, with the assistance of Otome, Rope Tree, and Hoshio, he was able to make a draw with this big man Sand Ninja.

When it begins to self-mutilate the chakra, the moon knows that something is wrong.

"Otome, Rope Tree, be careful, this guy is going to fight hard!!"

While watching the moon and reminding him, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward when he heard the short knife.

"Die!!"

The big man Sha Shinobi's face was red, like a boiled shrimp, the blood vessels on his arms bulged out, and the two knives slashed, and one after another wind knives roared out, slashing towards Guanyue and the others.