The heavy evil laughed, stepped on the ground with both feet and stepped violently, and the entire bowed back was suddenly stretched to the extreme, and even made a crisp sound of bone cracking, as if the bowstring could no longer withstand the tearing sound.

But the next moment, a black light flowed, like a handful of flowing water gushing out from the feet of the heavy evil, and the terrifying power rose from under the feet and touched the spine arch, and the moment it touched the bow, it emitted a sound like a dragon's roar.

The lumbar spine was as hideous as a dragon, and the phantom black arrow "Zheng Zheng" sounded, as if it jumped out of his body, and he opened his fierce fangs and bit towards the wave feng shui gate.

"Die!"

The angry shouts exploded in Bo Fengshuimen's ears, and in front of him was a pair of fierce and desperate eyes.

The ice-blue pupils contracted indifferently, and the corners of Bo Fengshuimen's mouth also hooked a dangerous arc, and there was a faint touch of paranoia and conceit in his cold expression, which made people shudder.

One of his hands stretched out, like a small dustpan, and his five fingers were long and narrow, and the Flying Thunder God was closed up and down by his five fingers, and was pinched between the fingertips.

There was red blood dripping from the tip of the kunai, and the blade slashed through the forehead of the heavy evil, and along the middle of the two eyes, brutally cut the bridge of the opponent's nose, and the sharp kunai was about to split the entire nasal bone in two from the middle, and the membranous flesh between the two nostrils was minced, and the pain made the heavy evil roar, tears and snot gushing out together.

Then, I saw the heavy evil suddenly bow his head and slam forward, and the skull under the skin of the forehead that was lifted was bloody, like a piece of iron and stone, and slammed into Bo Feng Shuimen's wrist.

At the same moment, at the moment when he lowered his head, the black dragon shadow arrow on his back was like the last fine-tuning angle, locking the eyebrows of Bo Fengshuimen.

A black light swept by, and it was sharply enlarged in the eyes of Bo Feng Shuimen, like an evil dragon that pierced the ocean and turned over the river and the sea.

And at this moment, Bo Feng Shuimen unexpectedly took a step back, his body was slightly on one side, and he threw away the kunai in his hand, and then, his body was in a strange trance in place for a moment.

Phew!

The phantom was pierced through a huge hole, and almost at the same time, Bo Feng Shuimen's body was spread horizontally on the ground, like a straight chopstick suddenly falling horizontally to the ground, without any flipping process in between.

If there's anything wrong, it's that a kunai that fell from the ground happened to fall to the ground too just in time.

Everything was in the calculation of Bo Feng Shuimen, so that the heavy evil poured out all his mental and physical strength, and the blow of the counterattack was simply dissolved, and it was completely useless.

And at this moment, I only saw Bo Feng Shuimen's wrist twisted, and when the palm was empty, the sound of "humming" was loud, and a water vortex-shaped chakra was extremely compressed and terrifyingly rotating in his palm, as if there were countless wind wheels whirling, and the tearing force that could swallow gold and sharpen iron was condensed in the palm of his hand, like a constantly jumping lightning.

"Spiral Pill !!"

The terrifying whirlpool distorted the air, and even the space in his body seemed to be overlapped, and there was a "crunch" shattering sound from the heavy evil's chest, and his body stiffened in place, and his half-arched body looked down at his chest with his head lowered and stiff.

The clothes on the chest were all torn, and the chest showed a strange ring-like pattern, like the spread of the trees in a circle, and the whole skin quickly spread from pale to dry gray, like dead branches and rotten trees that had lost their moisture and nutrients.

The pain suddenly lagged at this moment, and the pain that erupted in an instant tore apart the souls of the evil like a tide.

His chest was like a broken watermelon, scarlet blood splatters, tattered and mingged internal organs, and twisted like twisted ribs piercing the skin, the whole looked like a bewitching flower of death blooming, but the blood was full of a shocking beauty.

Lines of blood flowed out of Chong Evil's chest and dripped down Bo Feng Shuimen's golden hair, adding a bit of blood to his handsome face like the sun.

The blood hidden behind the sacred, or the holy that is conceived on the blood, this is the true and complete face of the four generations of Hokage, the golden flash, and the wave wind and water gate.

In the Hokage's world, the people who see his face basically belong to the ranks of the dead; And in this world, the heavy evil seems to have bought a great "front row ticket"。。。。。

The evil "ahhh

"Hey ————"

Qin Hao suddenly sneered, a ghostly light burst out from the writing wheel eye, he stepped on it, and his body suddenly appeared next to Bo Feng Shuimen, and his feet stomped on the corpse of the heavy evil with force, and then his arms and elbows slammed to the side.

There was a loud bang on the ————, and the tip of his elbow stabbed like a gun, poking at the void on the side of his body, but it felt like hitting a transparent wall, a circle of transparent ripples vibrating, and countless transparent fragments flew in the air, and then I saw a black ripple being shattered.

It's a figure!

"Huh?"

A simple tone word gives people a hairy feeling in their hearts, and the yin and yang weird voice reveals from nothingness: "You can actually see our family's movements, it's really... Amazing eyes。。。。。 ”

The air was like a pool of spring water being stirred, and on the bare ground, a thick layer of mud and sand was suddenly pushed out, and a figure stepped out, and a slender finger with purple paint on its nails slowly pushed forward.

The movement seemed to be slow and fast, and there was a cracking grinding sound in the air, and a purple line pointed at Qin Hao's eyebrows.

The white robe with purple edges was elongated strangely, like a phantom, bent away from his feet and took a few steps, at such a close distance, like a cat, he took broken steps, but it burst out with a strange and extraordinary speed, and instantly turned into a series of afterimages, sticking to Qin Hao.

And over there, Qin Hao's figure was raised at the moment when the other party approached, his arm was raised, his five fingers were wide open, and he raised his hand to cover it with one palm.

Bending a little away from the toes, the straight line immediately changed direction, and with a sudden, it turned into an arc, and the tips of the fingers were raised obliquely upward, and a deep darkness surfaced when the fingertips ascended.

The black and purple figures suddenly collided together, and then staggered past.

Bang——————boom——————

Two completely different sounds exploded in the air, and Qin Hao's palm slapped in the air, and the sound was like a roar in the sand sea。。。。。