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The aftermath of the warning was still wafting, and the blood was already splashing high like a fountain, staining the hair of another rock shinobi not far away.

Letting the blood pour on his face, Iwa Shinobu seemed to be stunned, forgetting to dodge, just watching in a daze, watching his partner who had just been fighting side by side waving his hands blankly, trying to choke the hole in his throat, and then his arms quickly stiffened, and his tall body fell heavily to the ground, soaked in muddy water.

"Bastard, ahh!!h

Screaming and screaming in grief, Su Tu's eyes turned red, and in just a dozen seconds, in such a short period of time, three Shangninas were buried, and the two moods of anger and fear were intertwined, making Su Tu's face distorted.

"Zizi!"

A faint sound of electricity sounded.

"Hah, got you!"

The upper ninja, who had mastered the perceptual ninjutsu, smiled hideously, his left arm was blocked in front of his throat, allowing the white sword light to pierce deep into his forearm, enduring the sharp pain of scraping the bones, and using his left arm to jam Shuo Mao's knife.

"Your speed is indeed fast, but the movement is too simple, and the wound in your throat is almost identical, which means that your technique is fixed, and the force is very light, even if you can't see it, as long as you can prepare in advance, you can stop it." As he said this, Iwa Shinobu made a palm knife in his right hand, dyed it with a touch of black and gray iron, and stabbed Shuo Mao's heart fiercely.

"Well done, Hidaka."

"Pluck that bastard's heart off for me."

The rock ninja cheered, the hand of the shinobi named Hidaka is indeed beautiful, and he can give up one of his arms, and the determination is not so simple to make a good decision.

However, in the midst of the cheers, Hidaka's black-gray right hand paused on Shuo Mao's chest, and he didn't move an inch further.

A chill swept over the rock shinobi.

A blood-colored fountain more than a meter away erupted from the back of Hidaka's neck.

The neck was stabbed in pair, and it was dead, and anyone with long eyes could make a judgment.

"What kind of confidence makes you think that my knife is very light? And the technique is fixed? That's because it's not necessary, and getting the maximum result at the minimum cost is what a good ninja should do. Shuo Mao pulled out the short knife that had pierced the corpse's left arm and throat, pushing the corpse into the mud.

"By the way, if you have a ······ that is as unreasonable as my disciple Talented, with chakras that can be wasted, you can naturally choose the way you think is appropriate, but ······ It looks like you don't have any great talent. ”

Like the last prayer before the spirit, Shuo Mao whispered to the corpse, his indifferent expression made people shudder.

"Now it's your turn."

The blood-dripping dagger was raised and swept over the remaining ten people, four of whom had already turned into corpses, and Shuo Mao's indifferent eyes did not seem to see a human, but a lamb to the slaughter, and he was a meticulous butcher.

"No matter how many times, it's scary."

"It's the same forbearance······ It's scary! ”

In the rear, the Konoha ninjas who were watching whispered, and the scene of Shuo Mao slaughtering the shinobi like slaughtering chickens was shocking no matter how many times I watched it, especially the young ninjas, whose hearts were beating uncontrollably, and the monster called fear could not contain the breeding, but fortunately, the shackles of reason kept them calm.

Shuo Mao's predecessors are their own people! Shuo Mao's predecessors are their own people! Shuo Mao's predecessors are their own people!

Different words with the same meaning are repeatedly recited in the hearts of each young shinobi to calm the fear in their hearts, while the old-timers squint their eyes, as if admiring a famous painting, watching Shuo Mao's every move.

"Three-three formation, swastika formation."

Su Tu roared.

The remaining nine Iwa ninjas were suddenly enlightened, and the nearest three people leaned back to back on each other, this was the best formation to deal with a sneak attack, which would have required to take into account the surprise attacks that might occur in all directions of three hundred and sixty degrees, while the swaska formation reduced everyone's alert range to one hundred and twenty degrees, that is, one-third, and was more able to concentrate attention.

However, this swastika formation is generally used in dangerous situations, and since the fight became the upper ninja, the nine people present have not experienced this sense of panic for a long time.

Today, the powerlessness of the past engulfed them once again.

It's not good, it's really bad!

Awato is not an arrogant fool, with the cunning heart of a fox under his rock-like rough and stubborn expression, the three generations of Tsuchikage and the upper echelons of Iwakuin Village can rest assured that Awato will lead the army, and he himself can take a group of young and vigorous rebellious geniuses for his own use, which proves that he is not a straw bag.

The only thing he miscalculated was the combat power of the White Fang, Shuo Mao's strength exceeded his previous expectations, the team was seriously hit not to mention, the most important thing is that the morale of the people who are surviving now is very low, the young and vigorous genius certainly has the sharpness of the newborn calf who is not afraid of the tiger, but it is too rigid and easy to break, and once it encounters a major setback, it is likely to collapse.

This is the situation now, even if the swastika formation is formed, the nine upper ninjas still have a panic on their faces that cannot be concealed, and Shuo Mao is scared of them.

I have to think of a way, Su Tu's heart is anxious like a fire, his overexerted teeth bite his lips, and his mouth is full of the smell of blood rust, but the way is not to say that there is, he not only has to take care of the life and death of the nine Shangninas here, but also has to worry about the victory or defeat of the battle, and the lives of thousands of rock ninjas are controlled in his hands.

"Oh - good response!" Shuo Mao tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"It's a pity that this little trick doesn't work."

White Lightning Strike –

The short knife wrapped around the high-density electric current failed to pierce the target this time.

"Earth Escape, Earth Spear."

The well-defined muscles of the block were up, solid as granite, and a layer of dark brown luster plated on the surface of the skin, giving people a sense of indestructibility, and the left arm was in front of him like the dead Hidaka, and the tip of the short knife sank into his skin, but it did not penetrate his arm completely.

"Whoosh-"

The iron bowl-like fist was empty, and Shuo Mao missed the blow and immediately fled away, obviously faster than Su Tu's counterattack.

Even if it is as strong as Shuo Mao, it is not invincible, the strong people in the ninja world say that it is really not much, but it is indeed a lot to say less, just now in the country of fire, there are several masters he knows who are not easy to deal with, the demigod of the rain ninja, the sand of Chiyo, these are all strong people who have been famous for many years, and in addition, there are no other newly rising masters, such as his disciples.

There are never a few freaks in the ninja world!

Therefore, before he made a shot, he had already thought about what to do in the event of a miss.

"Konoha's White Fangs - Hmph, I admit to underestimating you is my biggest mistake, but you don't want to get any more benefits next." Su Tu gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Taniguchi, you keep the swastika formation moving, immediately go to Lao Zi, and he will be in charge of the next command, as long as he has not been swallowed by the power of the tailed beast." ”

"Understood."

Even though the fighting spirit is low, the quality of obedience to orders of the Iwa ninja has long been engraved in their bones.