Bo Feng Shuimen is a master of abusive vegetables.

The spatial ninjutsu of the Flying Thunder God allows him to incarnate countless times in an instant, and at the same time attack multiple enemies.

As long as the mark is sufficient, Bo Feng Shui Men alone is a legion.

He is a typical hero of the army who is suitable for chaotic battles and group battles.

As long as the strength does not surpass him, no matter what kind of enemy he is, as long as he is close, he will die if he can't resist a knife in his throat.

So what kind of person can guarantee that at least he can dodge the attack of the wave wind and water gate so swift that only light and shadow are left?

This is linked to the upper limit of Bo Feng Shuimen's own strength.

Now in his early twenties, Bo Feng Shui Men is a standard shadow-level master, even if it is not as good as his master's accumulation and heritage, but his strength is still very impressive.

As a result, all the enemies below the shadow level, whether they are upper ninjas or elite upper ninjas, are basically not the same enemies.

Bo Feng Shuimen's famous stunt, many people seem to be the Flying Thunder God Space Ninjutsu, or the Spiral Pill, and if you go deeper, I'm afraid there is also immortal art.

But in fact, there is always only one famous skill of Bo Feng Shuimen, and that is to mow the grass.

I saw the warm sun-like light shining in the crowd, not only cutting the space, but also cutting through the position of Iwa Shinobi, and even more cutting the throat of the enemy.

Blood spurted out, like mist, and by the time Kakashi and the others finally rushed along the smooth path built by the Underworld, Iwa Shinobi's team had already collapsed.

"Ah, the devil, it's the devil!"

"No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, you go die!"

"Kill you, kill you, die......"

The corpses of the dead were all over the field, and the rush of death set off by the wave wind and water gate crushed the last bit of sanity of the rock ninja.

A lot of people started to go crazy, so crazy that they attacked after the light, no matter what they hit, they chased with red eyes and didn't let go, and they didn't die.

Pieces of life withered, corpses piled on top of each other, piling up in the open space at the edge of the canyon.

The blood gradually gathered into a trickle, staining the loess and the bluestone.

"Wow~"

The thunder danced with pleasant notes, and each sound brought about death that was not inferior to the glitter of the warm sun.

Chasing the thunder was the cloud, which was already black to red, and after the dark cloud rolled over like a dragon and snake, all that was left was a tattered corpse that was so rotten that it could not be shaped.

Iwa Shinobi, whose reason and mind have collapsed, still have no resistance in the face of the thunder that is much inferior to the flash.

In other words, Iwa Shinobi's resistance is more accurate.

The 100-person upper ninja force of the underworld that relied on it as a pillar was strangled by the wave wind and water gate in a short period of time, and the rock ninja who was hit by Inuzuka Fang many times finally failed to escape the collapse.

So there is no resistance anymore.

What Iwa Shinobi can show now is only tenacity in addition to misery.

Corpses are everywhere, blood is flowing, the enemy is killing and killing, Iwa Shinobi has collapsed and gone crazy, but no one chooses to escape.

Even if you die after losing your mind, you will always face the enemy.

At a time of life and death, when there is no way to return to heaven, Iwa Shinobu shows a good quality that is enough to move people, and is worthy of their prestige status as one of the five hooligans.

It's just that this good quality, which is only tragic and magnificent, is destined not to be appreciated by the enemy. Even if you appreciate it, you won't be soft.

As the only woman in the team, after Rin followed the large team into the Iwa Shinobi lineup, although her nature made her a little unbearable, the movements in her hands were not slow at all.

Konoha's education was a success.

For the enemy, even if he admires, he will never have compassion.

To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, this kind of truth, in the years of student life, has already been moisturized silently by the teachers of Konoha and imperceptibly rooted in the bottom of my heart.

Only Obito is a tease, the movements of his hands are getting slower and slower, from the initial excited shouting to gradually silent, and finally he was forced to retreat step by step by the madness of Iwa Shinobi, with a panicked face.

He seemed to be frightened by the blood-red eyes, fighting to the death, not fearing death, and rushing up one after another without a discipline.

"Poof!"

The neck of the enemy with hideous facial features in front of him suddenly flashed with cold light, and a head flew into the sky, and the blood that rushed out of the smooth and broken neck splashed all over his face, and the salty blood rushed into his mouth, and Obito was so stunned.

Another life disappeared in front of his eyes, and he did not retreat until he died, without hesitation, as if he had never thought of escaping, even in the situation of lack of skills, what he pursued was just death.

Gradually felt that Iwa Shinobi's death battle did not retreat, and Obito was shocked.

It's been two years since I graduated, and it's not a short time to devote myself to the war, but Obito is really the first time Iwato has seen an enemy like Iwashinobi.

It's obviously failed, it's impossible, and if you persist, you will only die, but why, why, why don't you leave?

"Crane tail, do you want to die?"

The knife in his hand was dripping blood, and his mask was dyed red, Kakashi was gasping, and a pair of cold, sharp eyes from killing swept like a falcon, and his cold eyes became hesitant, suffering from the loss of the bound Obito.

"Kakashi, I'm ......"

Obito snorted, opening his mouth to say something, but Kakashi's cold eyes grabbed his throat.

He didn't know how to express his feelings at the moment.

His heart was boiling, but his throat was like being stuck, and Obito couldn't understand the performance of Iwa Shinobi, nor could he understand the coldness of the Konoha people who were killing.

Isn't it okay to make them surrender?

"Crane tail, if you want to die, I'll ......"

Ignoring Obito's snort, Kakashi turned around and shaved off half of the body of Iwa Shinobi, who had rushed to his death, and threw his knife at Obito with a vicious sound.

"Whew—"

The blade was bloody, and wisps of crimson were wrapped around the cold blade, and the sharp blade that broke through the air flashed with forest light, and Obito looked at the murder weapon that took his head, his eyes widened incredibly.

He's going to kill me? He's going to kill me!

The world seemed to slow down, and Obito was left with the last bit of thought at the moment, watching Kakashi throw the knife into his head.

This blow came so abruptly and without warning.

It's obviously a teammate who has been with each other for more than two years, and it's obviously a team and a teacher, so it's just a little hesitant, Kakashi, you actually want to kill me?!

Ignoring the anger and not having time to be shocked, the blood-colored blade flew in front of him.

"Ding—"

Suddenly, there was a clash of gold and iron, and only a dark and condensed cold light was inserted into the eyes of the blood-colored blade, and it was knocked away by the flying short knife.

The head was unprecedentedly bright, the stagnation of the world was restored in an instant, and Obito suddenly fell forward, ignoring the blood and water on the ground, and rolled away from the place, the movement was unprecedentedly powerful and smooth.

Then he turned his head and glared at the position behind him. Somewhere was just going to put him to death.

"Who are you?"

Crashing Fei's short knife swirled back into his hand, and Kakashi leaned forward, half-blocking in front of Obito, and asked coldly.

In the place where Obito was standing just now, a hole appeared in the ground, and a man covered in a black hooded shirt, holding a swarthy scythe with a long handle, was standing quietly.

The shirt covered the entire body of the visitor, and even the gray hair in front of his face fell down, obscuring his face.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this person does not belong to Iwa Shinobi, but is a man.

"I love your eyes. How about handing him over to me, child of the Uchiha family. ”

An old, hoarse voice rang out from the hood, and the man in black ignored Kakashi's questioning, even if he couldn't see his eyes, but a greed peeked through the hood.

"Whew-"

The violent sound of the wind breaking didn't give Obito a chance to talk to Kakashi, and as soon as the mysterious man finished speaking, he threw out the scythe in his hand and took Obito's head directly.

The vast sea of Mori Leng Killing Machine exploded with a bang, firmly locking Kakashi and Obito.

"Old ...... Division! ”

The air had become viscous in vain, and even moving his fingers had become a luxury, and the cold light of the long scythe that flew from him flickered, and Kakashi opened his mouth with difficulty, the only thing he could do was call out to his teacher.