The sunset is shining, and the evening breeze is gradually whistling, blowing the abundant grass and waves.

The endless meadows are bloody. The clouds fold the sunset into seven colors, looking at the world and the world, vast and endless.

The grass is like a wave, the waves are surging continuously, and the howling evening breeze seems to carry some kind of desolation from the distance, under the eyes of the sky, Konoha's team is buried in the head, like a sharp sword breaking through the sea, moving forward.

In the distance, on the edge of this huge grassland, the undulating low hills gradually enlarged in the eyes with the running, but they could no longer stop the lush, old trees, and dense jungle behind them.

It's getting closer and closer to the team of the sand ninja. After an afternoon of rapid travel, the experienced Konoha ninja had gradually smelled the exhilarating smell of iron in the air.

Then, in the last moment of Uchiha Fugaku's preparation, on the small hill on which he was about to step on, Galiuro stepped on her huge folding fan and descended from the sky.

The rush came to an abrupt end.

Her brown-blonde hair fluttered in the wind, the sun was like blood, and Galiro was cold, always like a smiling face shining with frost.

The horizontal sword was immediately on the hill, and although Galiuro was alone, he had the potential to be a man.

"Konoha ninjas, stop here, and will never let you go any further."

The sonorous of perseverance bloomed in the soft voice, standing on the land of the land of the land of fire, as the sand ninja of the country of wind, the Garuro at this moment was full of guts.

"This is the territory of the Fire Nation. Konoha ninja didn't die before it was your turn to speak. ”

The hunting robe shook in the wind, and Uchiha Fugaku's eyes were empty, and when he opened them again, he was already red, and the magatama swirled.

The six-hook jade writing wheel eye is impressively displayed.

There is no need to confirm any identity, dare to come alone, the artist is bold, the woman in front of him is the existence of the sand ninja that has surpassed the level of upper ninja.

"I'll deal with her. Others, go ahead, look for the sand shinobi, defeat them, and annihilate them! ”

Uchiha Fugaku waved his hand, and the killing aura erupted.

"Ninja - Storm Sand Rapids."

Uchiha Fugaku is decisive, and the horizontal sword is not far behind.

The folding fan in his hand was thrown up, and the slender jade hand that had been sealed in an instant leaned over and pressed the ground, and the hills on the left and right sides faded green in an instant, turning into two salons to break free from the shackles of the earth, and rose high, falling with a bang, setting off the evil waves of the sky, like a big river rumbling forward.

The setting sun sprinkled blood all over the field, the grass waves in the wilderness, and the rumbling yellow sand roared, enveloping the Konoha ninja in one breath.

Galiuro showed her determination with her actions.

"Tu Dun - Tuliu River!"

"Earth Escape—Earth Dragon Bullet!"

The earth is surging like a wave, like a blanket of green grass broken and torn apart, and the rolling mud flow is not afraid of the evil waves of yellow sand.

A huge earth dragon came out of the rushing waves of the mud river, broke through the sand, and smashed the huge mud bomb into Galiuro with a whistling between its mouths.

Uchiha Fugaku is fearless, Chakra manipulates the mudflow river to surge, and Sarutobi Shinnosuke seizes the opportunity just right, urging the earth dragon to break through the air and pursue.

The jade hand pressed the ground, urging the yellow sand to rush and sweep, not to move lightly. Galiu Luo is not a person who is sitting and waiting to be killed, his slender waist twists, his legs have left the ground and are empty, the folding fan that falls down a little bit of jade feet, between his legs, the giant fan is instigated, and the howling wind is overwhelming.

"Wind Escape—The Art of the Weasel."

The mud flow resisted the sand waves, and the earth dragon was cut and chopped in the wind blade, and finally collapsed.

The yellow sand mudflow was swept into the hurricane, overwhelming the sky like a sandstorm, the sharp wind was dazzling, the flying sand squinted, and was encircled into the battlefield by Galiuro with his own strength, and the battle after the violent outbreak actually made more than a squadron of Konoha unbearable for a while.

"Smack~"

Waving his hand to smash the flying wind blade, feeling the energy contained in this stray bullet-like wind blade, Inuzuka Fang's expression was solemn and serious.

"White pills, protect the red beans. Asma, follow me, and we'll rush over when we find an opportunity, this battle is not something we can meddle in. ”

Mobilizing Chakra's arm to relieve the numbness and tingling, so that his body is always in the best fighting state, Inuzuka Fang just received the stray bullet wind blade of a fish that escaped the net with all his might, and his heart became more and more solemn.

He has just stood firm at the boundary of Shangnin, and he is still a newcomer in this realm, and in the face of the powerful Galiuro, he actually has an irresistible feeling of coercion.

Since the outbreak of full force, the battle has been calmed and the water has stopped, dozens of sand ninja people have been annihilated in a battle, and Maki has been defeated in a battle, and the wind and clouds have been turbulent along the way, but it is like walking on the ground, until now in the face of the belief condensed to the extreme, and the strength is all displayed, Inuzuka Fang has truly seen the top realm of the current world.

It's just a quasi-shadow, and it's already terrifying. Just a stray bullet that rubs the edge already feels difficult to resist, so what kind of unfathomable height is the realm of the real shadow?

Thinking about the realm of shadows, Inuzuka Fang can't help but think of the three generations of thunder shadows who fought tens of thousands of ninjas alone and suppressed the eight tails by themselves.

Not to mention the plot of the later stage of the original book, the realm of the shadow is definitely unattainable in the current ninja world.

Each shadow is probably an existence capable of changing the battlefield on its own.

And every existence that touches the realm of shadow has more or less broken free from the shackles of crowd tactics.

The Galiuro, who is only a quasi-shadow in front of him, is the best portrayal.

"Damn, just a sand ninja woman who wants to stop us alone! Then let's take a good look at the means of Konoha Shangnin, Earth Escape-Rock Dragon Corridor! ”

Konoha Numerous Shinobi, who had been suppressed for a short time, finally did not be outdone and began their powerful counterattack.

"Boom—"

The heavy gray rock rises from under the earth, winds like a snake, wades through the mudflow, breaks through the yellow sand, ignores the splash of gravel cut by the wind blade, and goes all the way to the distant jungle, forming an unobstructed passage in the fierce battle.

"You will never be allowed to pass, there is only hell at the end of the passage."

"Ninja - Sand Burial!"

Single-handedly fighting against the two top elite shinobi of Uchiha Fugaku and Sarufei Shinnosuke, in the wind and sand that swept the sky, Garoro still had the strength to pay attention to the other Konoha ninjas, but seeing the rock corridor winding forward and breaking through the battlefield shackles, the response was imminent.

In the rushing yellow sand waves, where the rock corridor passes, like a dam blocking the sand waves, the surging sand waves that shatter the rock wall begin to rotate into a bottomless vortex, breaking the rock corridor like dead branches, and then pulling to the endless dark depths of the earth.

"Damn! Those flowing yellow sands. “

"If you don't stop the flow of yellow sand, the Tufu Corridor will not be able to break through the frontal blockade of the battlefield at all."

"Then don't waste any more effort to break through from the front. Let's go separately and pass directly past the battlefield, and we don't believe that one sand ninja can stop us all! ”

"Leave half of the men to help Captain Fugaku and Shinnosuke, drag her to death here with water escape, and the others bypass the battlefield and continue to advance!"

To be able to become a shinobi and to be selected to participate in this high-stakes mission, the Konoha ninja present had enough trustworthy ability and wisdom to deal with it, even if the captain coped with it and had no time to take care of anything else, but after the setback of a short fight, a new plan was quickly formed.

Resolute action was once again launched.

"Water Escape—Water Waves."

"Water Escape—The Art of the Great Waterfall."

"Water escape—bursting water rushing waves."

"Water Escape—The Art of Takiju."

"Water Escape—The Art of Water Dragon Bullets."

"Wow~~"

An excess of water descended out of thin air at the urging of Chakra.

The waterfall falling from the sky is like the Milky Way, the surging water has not yet landed, and then turned into a surging wave swept forward, the wind and sand of heaven and earth were washed by the water, and the mighty water dragon rose from the mighty lake, harnessed the huge waves, roared forward, and went straight to the Galiuro.

The water escape ninjutsu jointly launched by the Konoha Shangninja fills the heavens and the earth.

^^^^^^^^^^^The following gossip ^^^^^^^^^^^

On Tmall today, I want to buy a copy of Feng Tang's translation of "Flying Birds", I feel that it looks like coke, I can't find it all over, intercept my mother, inform, this book has been recalled, tsk~

Seeing that it's going to be Tanabata, the snacky book is gone, what should I do? Haruki Murakami or Nalan Xingde? If you don't come to this collection of Huang Zhan's non-anthology, well, forget it, it is estimated that you will be shot to death if you copy the card.

Ask for recommendations, ask for collections, bow at a 90-degree right angle.