"Boom !!"

The wooden man staggered back, his huge body swaying from side to side, barely able to maintain his figure.

Pieces of wood chips fell like rain, the body of the wooden man was covered with dense cracks, his right arm had been bitten off by the wooden dragon, and his strength was less than fifty percent of his life.

"Wooden Dragon."

The right hand of the rope tree fell, and the wooden dragon with vicious minions and teeth flew out of the wind, as fast as lightning, opening its bloody mouth, and two rows of steel knife-like fangs bit the wooden man's neck viciously.

Click!

Before the wooden man's left arm could raise to resist, the rough head was bitten off.

The Thousand Hands Pillar also fell along with the wooden man's head.

Immediately, the wooden dragon turned around, like a big star falling, and slammed into the head of the falling wooden man, swallowing it directly between the thousand-handed pillars standing on it.

And yet, in the next moment—

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

There was a huge roar from the wooden dragon's body, and a big bag suddenly bulged up at its neck, and then, in the wailing sound of the wooden dragon, the drum exploded, and he walked out bare-handed between the thousand hand pillars, and he relied on the unparalleled strange power of this pair of fists to break through the body of the wooden dragon.

"I knew that my grandfather and his old man were not so easy to suppress."

The rope tree muttered, and the wooden man under his feet kept moving, grabbing the tail of the wooden dragon and pulling it violently, dragging the wooden dragon back at great speed, and the thousand-handed pillar standing on the back of the wooden dragon also appeared in front of him.

"The Art of Darkness."

The Thousand Hands Pillar ran quickly on the back of the wooden dragon, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced on the tail of the wooden dragon, jumped on the arm of the wooden man, and charged all the way up, towards the rope tree standing on top of the wooden man's head.

As he ran, the attack began.

The boundless darkness overwhelmed the horizon in front of him, and even if he opened his eyes wide, he could not see a trace of light, only boundless darkness.

"The Art of Darkness······ I didn't expect my grandfather to like to use this trick to make a yin person. ”

This time, the reincarnations of the Filthy Earth do not have a mind, and they rely on the instincts that remain in their bodies before they are born, that is to say, if their strength allows, they use their most common means, they don't think about tactics or anything like that, everything is the instinct of battle and act.

On the other hand, the methods used by the Reincarnated in the Dirt must be the most common tricks used during their lifetime.

"But······ I'm familiar with this trick too! ”

Rope Tree closed his eyes and stopped looking, his ears trembling slightly, listening to the whistling wind in the sky, the footsteps between the pillars of a thousand hands, and the sound of the wind breaking through the air with his fist······

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

Fists and feet collided, but in the dark, the two seemed to have eyes, fists to the flesh, towards each other's vital parts, fighting with all their might,

If anyone can see through this dark technique, they will find that the body between the rope tree and the Thousand Hand Pillar is covered with a layer of chakra, like a battle armor, shining brightly, and a powerful shock wave can be set off when you raise your hand, and the broken gold and stone are no longer a problem, but unfortunately in this darkness, you can't see this majesty at all.

"Boom!!"

The rope tree blasted out with a punch, and the wind howled violently, and the bombardment of the thousand-handed pillars retreated violently.

The dignified first Hokage is naturally not so weak, but his current state only retains two or three percent of his strength, which is completely incomparable with his peak, and the rope tree is at the peak of his combat power.

"Bang!!"

Another punch came, breaking one of the arms between the Thousand Hands Pillar.

The expression between the thousand hand pillars was blank, his eyes were blank, and he was just fighting instinctively, even if his arm was off, he didn't notice it.

This kind of boring battle made Rope Tree dislike it very much, and the chakra of his whole body boiled like magma, and his fists burst out one after another, smashing heavily on the body of the Thousand Hands Pillar.

This era belongs to them, the dead just lie in the grave and rot, even if it is a grandfather, go wherever they want, and it is better for the dead not to break the rules of the world.

For this forbidden technique developed by his uncle and grandfather, he didn't have a good impression in his heart.

When the rope tree punched out, the darkness receded instantly.

The wind blew, and the Thousand Hands Pillar fell to the ground with a bang, most of his body was shattered, and the gray dust quickly gathered towards the wound.

However, it is clear that the rope tree will not let go of this opportunity.

"Mu Dun, Ten Cow Figures."

A wooden cow grew on the top of the wooden man's head, a whole ten wooden cows, hugging up, or opening their mouths to bite, or lowering their heads and corners, or raising their hooves and trampling wildly, the figure between the wooden cow and the thousand-handed pillar gradually flattened, and with a click, a wooden painting fell down and was caught by the rope tree.

The wooden painting shows a person between ten wooden cows and a thousand-handed pillar, but it is not a bloody picture, but a thousand-handed pillar sitting on the back of a wooden ox, and the leisurely appearance looks like a cow.

Ten Bull Figures.

The unique sealing technique of the Thousand Hands Clan can seal the enemy in the wooden painting, and as long as the wooden painting is not destroyed, the seal will not be broken.

“······ Grandfather!! ”

Holding the wooden painting, the rope tree's eyes were extremely complicated, and he sighed heavily, looking at the wind in the sky that was stirring up again, and his brows furrowed.

The original Hokage was only one of the enemies, and there were many great enemies that he needed to deal with.

For example, the guy who flew in the air on a big white bird for a long time.

"Wooden Dragon."

As soon as the rope tree stomped its foot, the wooden dragon whose body had been repaired rose into the sky and rushed towards the snow-white bird.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

The sparks of the explosion burst out above the head of the wooden dragon, and Deidara dodged with the flying bird as fast as possible, he was not one of those things below that could not be killed, with his body, even if he was rubbed by the wave of qi set off by the wooden dragon advancing and retreating, he could not bear it.

Although he is a rock shinobi.

However, he has been obsessed with the art of explosion since he was a child, and has devoted himself to the study of the art of explosion, and has never worked hardening.

"The patriarch of the Konoha Thousand Hands Clan, the Thousand Hands Rope Tree? What a troublesome guy. ”

Looking at the wooden dragon with only a few more blackened marks, the corners of Deidara's eyes jumped fiercely, this damn guy is not easy to deal with at all!

The huge body of the wooden man and the wooden dragon made Deidara very difficult, and if he wanted to blow up such a big guy, the clay he was carrying was not enough······ It seems that it is only possible to target the caster, that is, to play the decapitation tactic.

The white clay bombs fell in the wind and snow, and the explosion was incessant, like fireworks during the festival.

After solving the Thousand Hands Pillar, Rope Tree and Deidara started a new round of competition.