In this ambush battle, Konoha especially the Senju, Shimura, and Kurama clans suffered heavy losses!

On the other hand, Yun Ninja, leaving aside the other ordinary ninjas and not calculating, they only lost a quasi-shadow level master, and the other Yun ninja Zhunin paid the price of an arm to obtain the Sword of Thor, which in Qingfeng's opinion, was earned by the other party.

Moreover, the dead quasi-shadow-level character is very different from the real tree in terms of importance and meaning, no matter how it can be counted, Yun Ren has earned it.

This is the difference in combat experience, those two old rivers and lakes, after seeing the fighter, Shunma is decided, and then there is some tacit cooperation, although Zhenshu and others are not weak in strength, but they lack too much experience, too indecisive!

Alas!!!

After a long sigh, Qingfeng looked at the ninja troops around him who were repairing, and suddenly shouted, "I am Uzumaki Qingfeng, all the people of the Thousand Hands Clan, quickly gather here with the wounded!" ”

With the help of Chakra, Qingfeng's voice radiated around, and after radiating for nearly a hundred miles, it still didn't stop speaking, but don't look at Qingfeng's trick is very powerful, and the large lung capacity is scary, but it is also a big challenge for Qingfeng's lungs.

Just this roar, Qingfeng's lungs were a little damaged, and he coughed slightly, but then he recovered quickly under the recovery of the slug and his own physique.

And when Qingfeng shouted that sentence, the Thousand Hands Clan, who were completely mixed in with the ninja troops, suddenly rushed towards Qingfeng quickly!

Qingfeng glanced at it roughly, and then a gloom flashed in his eyes, Zhenshu came to the battlefield, bringing a total of hundreds of family elites, but now there are less than dozens of people left.

Among them, everyone was injured, and some even broke their hands and feet, and the seriously injured people were almost dying!

The people of the Thousand Hands Clan rushed to Qing Feng's side as quickly as possible, and one of them, a middle-aged elite of the Thousand Hands Clan, looked at Qing Feng with a little respect.

"Lord Breeze!"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged elite Shangnin, Qingfeng was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly in his heart, the Hokage is really a world where strength is respected, after Qingfeng showed his strength, the ordinary clansmen of the Thousand Hands clan are going to shout Qingfeng A word of adulthood, such a sigh circled in his heart, Qingfeng shook his head and threw away other thoughts in his heart.

Looking at this elite Shangninja, he said, "Is that all?" Are there any other ninjas? ”

"This ······"

The middle-aged man's face froze for a moment, and then his face was slightly sad, "My lord, our troops have also been scattered, and now only these people can be found, even Lord Zhenshu is ······"

"Okay, don't talk about this yet, put the wounded down first!" Breeze shook her head, not letting the ninja speak.

Then he nodded slightly at the slugs on his shoulder, "Trouble Lord Slug!" ”

"It's fine!" The slug's tentacles swung twice, rubbing Qingfeng's cheeks slightly, as if to comfort Qingfeng.

Qingfeng felt the slug's movements, and was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then Qingfeng concentrated and began to mobilize the chakra in the Yin Seal to surging towards the slug, and at the same time shouted softly:

"Ninja, the art of slugs!"

In an instant, from the slugs on Qingfeng's shoulder, even smaller small slugs surged out, and these slugs quickly squirmed towards the thousand-handed people lying on the ground, and in the process, their size quickly increased, and in the blink of an eye, they became the same size as the slugs on Qingfeng's shoulder.

In an instant, dozens of slugs came to the dozens of wounded people of the Thousand Hands Clan, carrying out rapid treatment, and even some seriously injured and dying wounded were wrapped in the body of the continuously increasing slugs.

In an instant, the screams of the thousand wounded stopped in an instant, and the wounds on some people were even recovering quickly.

Such a miraculous scene made the elite Shinobi of the Thousand Hands Clan look at Qingfeng's gaze even more longing, and Qingfeng's shouting just now had attracted the attention of other ninjas, and when he saw Qingfeng's stunt, the screams that had been permeating the battlefield were slightly stagnant, and a strange atmosphere was permeating.

When you are desperately thirsty in the desert, you suddenly find that a person is swimming in water in the desert, and when you are suffering from pain, you find that others are healing rapidly.

What is it like to feel like this?

In an instant, there was a strong hope in the eyes of some seriously injured people, and some ninjas were injured and would have died in pain, they had all accepted their fate, after all, there were no superb medical measures on the battlefield now, but now the situation is different.

Everyone sees the hope of life, no matter what year they are, if they can not die, who wants to die?

It's good to die a second late!

In an instant, the eyes of some ninjas looking at Qingfeng became scorching, and a wave of hope filled everyone's hearts, and invariably, some people who were injured or their companions were seriously injured all spontaneously went in the direction where Qingfeng was.

Towards the hope of life!

However, there were three groups of people who were faster than them, one of which was led by Akido Kaze, and the other two groups were each carrying a stretcher, and on top of which were two seriously injured ninjas.

Shimura Danzo, Kurama Wind!

Three groups of people quickly came to the front of Qingfeng, and more than 100 people honestly surrounded Qingfeng in the center!

Qingfeng looked at the group of injured patients who surrounded him, and his brows couldn't help frowning, but when he saw the two stretchers coming towards him and the autumn road to take the wind, Qingfeng's eyebrows relaxed slightly.

Qingfeng nodded at Autumn Road, "Thank you!" ”

"I'm ashamed that I didn't save the real tree, alas······ Condolences ······"

There was a hint of sadness in Akimichi's eyes, and his hands trembled, as if he was trembling with shame that he couldn't go any faster.

Of course, Qingfeng knew that it was not so simple, he looked at Qiu Dao's hands, and frowned, "What's wrong with your hands?" ”

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just overexertion!"

However, the slug, who had been staying on Qingfeng's shoulder, said, "In the battle with that Yun Ren just now, there were multiple comminuted fractures in both hands, if it is not treated in time, I am afraid that both hands will be wasted!" ”