Yan Feng didn't multiply his palm, and the shining incandescent light cluster was only the size of a fist, but the speed was extremely fast, and it was far away, the lower ninja, the middle ninja, and even the upper ninja's eyesight couldn't see the light cluster clearly, only a few people such as Tsunade and the three generations of Hokage could see the light group like a bear's paw.

The conceited thousand-armed Fenglin naturally couldn't see it either, only saw the bright light of the pressure cannon flashing, and the afterimage flew like a flying shadow, and he was shocked in his heart, oh no, it was too fast, there was no time to seal!

It was something from Yan Feng's peculiar flesh palm, and after seeing his domineering and domineering power, everyone knew that he had to hide!

Thousand-armed Fenglin is not a fool, he can't seal with protective ninjutsu such as the water formation wall, he is not qualified to confront Yan Feng's meat ball power head-on, his only thought is to hide, hurry up and hide!

So fast!

It's even faster than the elite Shinobu throwing kunai!

Senju Mori Shigeru was also surprised, how could this little ghost still hide such a move?

There was a hint of panic in the eyes of the thousand-armed Fenglin, his body leaned to the right in a hurry, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and he was about to flash sharply.

Dodge?

But someone won't agree!

Yan Feng obviously won't leave him room to dodge!

Say a palm, it's a palm!

A palm must be seen!

The pressure cannon is here in a flash!

Instant bombardment!

Thousand-handed Fenglin's right-leaning body trembled violently, and he swayed twice as if he was drunk, before he straightened his body and stood in place, his eyes shocked, shocked, and painful... Red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth!

How is this possible? Thousand-Handed Fenglin was silent, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at Yan Feng directly.

"It's amazing, melee combat is too powerful to fight head-on, but I didn't expect that it can also launch long-range attacks."

"It's fast, I didn't dodge!"

"It's just a surprise, you should be able to dodge it."

Yan Feng's unexpectedly stunning pressure cannon caused an uproar in the audience.

Qiu Dao Ding Shan's eyes flashed with envy and greed that were burning eagerly.

Uchiha Mikoto opened her mouth blankly, well... It's amazing!

Nonoyu and Inuzuka Paw looked at each other in surprise.

As a master of wind escape, Tuan Zang's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise: "There is no seal, it is not wind escape ninjutsu!" Could it be..."

The third Hokage held a pipe in his mouth, his face was dark, and he nodded knowingly and said, "It seems that it is indeed an air cannon!" ”

But, how is this possible?

To use physical skills to shoot air cannons, you need to rely on high-speed fierce strikes to compress the air and send out air cannons.

This requires extraordinary super strength and speed, this kid, his strength is indeed quite domineering and strong, but he will never reach the point of hitting an air cannon, not to mention that his speed is even worse!

As far as I know, only by mastering the Eight Forbidden Techniques of Liberation Potential, can we reach such a point!

He is absolutely not capable of hitting an air cannon!

Even I, who was at my peak, couldn't do it!

What's more, his palms don't move like that, to put it mildly!

Weird secret arts, weird meat balls...

The smoke of the pipe is gradually extinguished.

The three generations of Hokage looked at Yan Feng without a moment's notice, and fell into deep thought.

Thousand-handed Mori Shigeru glanced at the blood stains on the corner of Thousand-Handed Fenglin's mouth, and while he was shocked, his gaze became more and more cold when he looked at Yan Feng, but he just vomited some blood, Fenglin is not a fledgling lower ninja, under the cultivation of the Thousand-Handed Clan, he has experienced a lot of big scenes, and his strength can reach the level of elite middle ninja, what is this small injury to him?

It's a joke to see it in one palm, and the heavens that the thousand-handed clan has high hopes for are so fragile?

Damn little ghost, just wait to face Feng Lin's relentless anger, even if he wants to kill you, I will cooperate!

The corner of Senjumori Shigeru's mouth was a grim smile.

Yan Feng lowered his right arm with a calm face and did not attack again.

One palm, one palm!

Suddenly, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the eyes of the thousand-handed Fenglin suddenly scattered, the clothes on his left chest were shattered, scattered like tiny butterflies, and a red and dazzling scar appeared on the skin on his chest, with five distinct palm prints of meat balls, as if he had been slammed by a violent and domineering bear paw.

What's even more shocking is that the clothes on the chest and behind the back are broken and scattered!

This...

Could it be...

Don't...

The palm power actually penetrated the body!

How domineering, how tough!

Senju Mori was stunned, and his heart was cold.

The white eyes, which are known for their amazing insight, can see the two palm prints before and after the strong palm power clearly, and the front and back are transparent, it stands to reason that such a domineering force can punch the body into a bloody hole, but why are there only two palm prints that are not very deep, which is somewhat similar to the soft fist method of the Hyuga clan that causes internal injuries!

The two Hyuga brothers looked at each other in surprise, the front and back were transparent, with their strength, they couldn't do this, but this kid... The huge chakra of the Thousand Hands Clan, the multiplication and strength of the Akido Clan, and the soft fist of the Hyuga Clan in palm power, this kid... It's too wicked!

The people who were talking suddenly fell silent.

The hall was filled with only the sound of the wind.

The three generations of Hokage have a chill in their hearts, and the air cannon runs through the body, which shows that... That blow was...

Tuan Zang stared at Yan Feng with interest, the greedy light in his eyes flashing away.

At the railing of the stands, the shocked Tsunade's face changed abruptly, and he suddenly jumped over the railing, and his graceful posture eagerly flew into the field, and went straight to the thousand-armed Fenglin with blood on the corner of his mouth and red palm prints on his heart.

The medical ninja, and the highly skilled Tsunade, flew into the venue without notice, which means that even without the announcement of the examiner, the injured side has completely lost the game.

Tsunade's figure flickered like an afterimage.

The examiner, Senju Morishige, turned pale.

This scene, everyone understands, the situation is very serious!

The injury suffered by the thousand-handed Fenglin is far from being as simple as the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and the two palm prints he was beaten!

The palm print on the chest is facing the heart!

What's even more deadly is that the inexplicable pressure cannon actually penetrates the body!

It seemed that he couldn't stand the light blowing of the wind, as if he couldn't withstand the vibration when Tsunade jumped, and the body of the thousand-armed Fenglin shook slightly, and suddenly he came forward.

A stiff fall face to the ground!

Dead, lifeless falls!

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, and the matter was even more serious than they thought!

But no one said it, just stared intently, nervously at Tsunade.

The face of the three generations of Hokage was extremely solemn for a moment, and he stood up suddenly, putting away his pipe.

The corners of Tuan Zang's mouth were hidden and inexplicable, and his eyes narrowed.

Tsunade eagerly flipped over the body of the Thousand Hands Toyobayashi, and the hands that performed the Medical Ninjutsu Palm Immortal Technique shone with a turquoise light containing life energy, but it only lasted for a moment, and the turquoise light suddenly disappeared.

Tsunade let out a long sigh, slowly got up, and shook his head gloomily at the three Hokage.