Chapter 82: Blood
Walk through the dense forests of the Fire Country.
Ling Tian's eyes flickered, recalling the content of the task on the scroll.
An elite team of Fog Hidden broke into the Land of Fire, led by one of the Seven Ninja Knife Members, according to intelligence, it should be the watermelon mountain puffer ghost who has mastered the shark muscle.
Konoha's power was dragged to the front line, and Sarutobi was going to sit in Konoha as the Hokage, and the Uchiha was originally a good choice, but because of that duel, the relationship was a little cold, so it was not easy to mobilize.
As for the others, most of them were not strong enough to deal with it, so they chose Ling Tian, a ninja who had the ability to kill Zhunying.
At this moment, it is a matter of not letting other countries see Konoha's predicament.
Otherwise, they will perceive it as a sign of weakness, and when the time comes, they will ride on the head and.
What's more, if the two countries of thunder and water see that it is cheap because of this, it will be dangerous to directly enter the war.
You must know that when these two countries participate in the war, the first choice must be the richest country of fire in the center of the continent.
Therefore, it is necessary to carry out a thunderous blow on this intruding mist ninja team, completely cutting off the tentacles that they have reached into, so that they will no longer dare to act rashly.
It's attitude!
The attitude that must be stated!
As for the information of the Mist Ninja Squad, it was brought back by a dark ninja who broke through, although he died of his injuries in the end.
In intelligence.
The watermelon mountain puffer ghost didn't even make a move, he kept watching, and the shadow was also identified by the weapon.
Following the footsteps of the first shadow, Ling Tian kept jumping forward.
......
Somewhere in the Land of Fire.
The water is vapoury, the trees are thick, and the dense foliage makes the place a little dark.
This should have been a perfect arena for Konoha ninjas.
However, at this moment, it has become a Shura field, and the disgusting rich bloody aura lingers for a long time, hovering in this forest.
The already gloomy forest is even more cloudy.
Hideaways.
Looking at the several Konoha ninjas who were struggling to support them in the field, the watermelon mountain puffer ghost was carrying a large sword shark muscle wrapped in bandages, and his eyes were cold.
Next to him was Loquat Shizo, who was carrying a decapitating broadsword, and he also looked at the battlefield with an indifferent face.
"The scouts have sent information that a group of dark ninjas are approaching here, so don't rob me when the time comes."
Muri Jinhachi showed a bloody look and licked his lips.
In his hand was the Exploding Knife Droplet, a strange-shaped broadsword that looked like a scroll, densely covered with the spell marks of the detonation charm.
There were actually three ninja swordsmen here, not one of the intelligence.
"It seems that it is the credit of the dark part of Konoha that was put back last time......"
There was no hint of joy or anger on the indifferent face of the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, and he continued: "This is Konoha's territory, be careful not to capsize in the gutter." ”
However, even as the captain of this operation, he just said it casually, and he didn't expect this guy to listen.
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Wuli Shiba snorted coldly, obviously unconvinced.
is also a ninja sword seven, the strength of Watermelon Mountain is indeed not much stronger than him, and he will never be convinced that Watermelon Mountain is the captain.
The seven ninja swords, all of them are holding special ninja knives, the power of the ninja knife is extremely powerful, the upper ninja is the elite upper ninja, and the elite upper ninja is the quasi-shadow.
And if you hold it, you almost have the power of the shadow level.
This is the signboard of the Fog Ninja Village, the most elite troops.
Each one can be on its own, and here are three of them at this time, and the danger this time can be imagined.
Wrong information comes at a very high cost.
The strength of the three quasi-shadows is even enough to drag the shadow level, and it is easy to retreat calmly.
It can be seen how well prepared Wuyin is for this temptation.
Distance.
The shadows began to appear one after another, and the leading shadow ninja carefully scanned the battlefield and didn't find anything boring.
With a wave of his hand, he was ready to go to the rescue.
However, as soon as they approached the battlefield, a series of earth-shattering explosions suddenly came from the front, back, left and right, as well as under their feet.
Caught off guard, everyone was swept away by the sudden explosion.
It was a mess, except for some of the upper ninja-level shadows who reacted in time and dodged with instantaneous techniques.
The others were all destroyed!
There were mutilated corpses everywhere, rivers of blood flowed and stained the earth, and the rich and pungent smell of blood suddenly spread in all directions, which was disgusting.
The scattered Konoha shadows looked at this slaughterhouse-like scene, their faces were ugly, and their injuries were unclear.
"Captain!"
Everyone couldn't help but look at the leader, not blaming, just asking what to do next.
Before they even approached the battlefield, they had already suffered heavy losses, and the official shadows were even more wounded.
Moreover, no matter how stupid people are, they must have been discovered by the enemy a long time ago, otherwise they would not have arranged such a targeted trap.
The captain's face darkened, and he made a gesture, and everyone gathered together.
After a slight glance, the ninja brought in was less than half of what they had come, and their faces were even more ugly.
"Yo yo, I didn't expect to survive so much......"
A joking voice suddenly came, and the figure of Pear Shihachi appeared on a big tree.
As the words fell, the droplets of the blaster in his hand suddenly flashed with a glimmer of light, as if activated.
"Flash!"
The captain's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was about to dodge away.
However, it was too late.
Rumble!
An even more powerful explosion suddenly appeared, like thunder, and the official shadows, who were already not lightly injured, were directly engulfed by this sudden explosion, turned to ashes in the firelight, or were blown into charred corpses.
Only a handful of shadow ninjas who excelled at teleportation escaped from here.
At the time of the crisis, they still tacitly converged in the same direction.
At the same time, he appeared on a large tree, standing back to back, and his expression under the mask showed a hint of anxiety.
There is a great terror between life and death.
Even if they have been trained for a long time and boast of being in a strong state of mind, they will inevitably have a trace of panic and be quite overwhelmed.
Looking at the fog ninja who surrounded him, his heart couldn't help but sink.
"Die, Konoha cubs!"
A series of violent explosions could be heard in the distance, along with the arrogant laughter of Shihachi Muri, and the muffled snort of their captain.
It is foreseeable that their captain is also unlucky in the face of the murderous Wuli Shiba.
At this time, a trace of regret flashed in their hearts, and regret did not wait for Ling Tian.
At the same time, he couldn't help but complain a little about the captain, if it weren't for his overconfidence and his lack of identification with the young Ling Tian, their team wouldn't have fallen to such a point.
However, it is useless to think about it now.
If you can pull a cushion back, pull one.
Battles, breaking out in an instant.
The direction in which the dark part of Konoha came.
Ling Tian stood on the tallest tree with a blank face, taking in the situation of the entire battlefield, seeing the scene of the river of blood, his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of cold light, and the murderous intent was revealed.
For Konoha in the end, he still has a sense of belonging.
In the next instant, Ling Tian disappeared in place.
The figure flickered, fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the battlefield.