In the dense forest of the Land of Rain, the two sand ninjas looked at the three teenagers in front of them coldly, and sentenced them to death in their hearts, and two awe-inspiring momentum of killing intent burst out.

The fear of being torn apart by the beast suddenly rose from the bottom of the hearts of the three of them, is this the murderous aura of the upper ninja?

Moonlight Dark Night tried to control the knife in his hand, trying to make it look less trembling, but this kind of depression and discomfort made him tremble uncontrollably, this is not a friendship exchange, the probability of them dying is very high, very big.

"Can you still move?"

"It's okay!" Sarufei Shinnosuke shook the cigarette butt in his hand, and said with a slight trembling of his lips, although he was afraid in his heart and honest in his body, he couldn't be cowardly in his mouth.

"You ......" Qimu Yalang, who was usually paralyzed, had a rare touch of emotion on his face, he was ready to die, but these two people insisted on staying, this friendship made his words of gratitude pale and weak.

"I'm not mistaken, you would have such an expression!" Sarutobi Shinnosuke slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke and laughed.

Moonlight Dark Night also nodded, although his face was still a little unsightly, but the trembling in his hands had gradually disappeared.

"One for each person?" Moonlight whispered in the dark night.

"My left, you right!"

The sneer on the corner of the mouth of the two sand ninjas on the opposite side never stopped, and it was really commendable to see that the two teenagers dared to take the initiative to step forward.

The praise did not prevent them from making a move, one of the sand ninja directly took out a scroll from his arms, and with a bang, two hideous humanoid puppets instantly appeared in the field of vision of the two teenagers opposite.

I saw that the hand of the sand ninja who was controlling it shook slightly, and ten invisible chakra threads were lightly connected to the bodies of the two puppets.

So, here we go!

The two puppets suddenly rushed straight towards the moonlit night, and the four bright steel knives turned unbelievably, and in the blink of an eye, they had already strangled in front of him.

It's so fast, although the moonlight dark night is shocked, but there is no panic.

In the face of the cold four knives, his two hands smoothly raised the knife in his hand, his expression looked very solemn, only to see his empty hand flicker, the same four knife lights up, through the heavy rain curtain, as if sticking to the candlelight in the rain, the cold light shines on people, straight to the bottom of the heart.

For a moment, the clanging sound was particularly crisp with the splashing of sparks.

Sarutobi Shinnosuke watched his teammates block one, a little relieved, sighed, spit out a circle of white smoke, and began to look at the sand shinobi in front of him with a serious face.

A middle-aged man in his forties, not fat or thin, but he looks really strong.

Indeed, forty years old is the golden age of a ninja, both in terms of physical strength and experience, and the gap between them is undoubtedly huge.

But people always have these reasons that cannot be done, and there are always things that cannot be given up, like now.

"Wind escape, wind with a thousand faces!"

Both sides chose the same wind escape ninjutsu at the same time, dense wind blades intertwined in the air, the rain was scattered in the process, lifted away, and the small wind blades that slipped through the net made Sarufei Shinnosuke's face and hands colorful in an instant, but on the other hand, the other party smiled freely and looked unharmed, even the same ninjutsu will show different effects due to the different releasers, and the opening battle has made him fall into a disadvantage, and the judgment is high.

On the other side, the sand ninja's face was not obvious, but there was some praise in his heart, this little ghost actually used the same ninjutsu to block his ninjutsu.

Although there are some small wounds on his body, the flaws are not hidden, and they seem to be stronger than he imagined.

The wound was not deep, and it did not affect the seal and movement, Sarutobi Shinnosuke shook his teeth and walked forward, what he had to do was actually close combat, not distance.

At this moment, he had an extremely clear thought in his heart, since ninjutsu is not good, why bother to fight ninjutsu!

A cyan sharp blade in his hand slashed towards the other party.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the downpour is falling down, and Qimu Yalang sees that the sword light on one side is like weaving, and the tinkling time is endless.

On the other side, the fist style is fierce and looks strong and brave.

Although they tried their best, they still didn't see enough, and scars of large and small were interspersed and accumulated on their bodies, one was the genius of the Moonlight Clan, and the other was the son of the Hokage, but none of them let out a wail at the moment.

Such a scene made Qimu Yalang suddenly feel that he was like a burden and a burden at this moment, and he could only watch them fight for himself like this, as if there was an invisible beast roaring in his heart.

Anxiety and uneasiness were constantly pulling his nerves, and the pain in his chest became more and more intense under this impatient mood, making him want to vomit.

But the reality is that he can't do anything, yes, nothing.

They are almost unable to hold on, and Shangnin is still Shangnin after all.

I saw that after the other party easily avoided Sarufei Shinnosuke's attack, at the same time, the kunai arc light in his hand was lifted, and Sarufei Shinnosuke's face, who had no time to dodge, suddenly turned bright red, and a wound came from top to bottom, across his left eye.

After a sharp pain, Sarutobi Shinnosuke felt his vision shrink, and subconsciously covered his left eye with one hand.

"Why don't you run?" If no one wiped the blood stains of Kusupreme next to the sand ninja on the opposite side, Xiao asked with interest, he knew that this young man was already at the end of the crossbow, and it was estimated that he would not even have the strength to dodge.

At this moment, Sarutobi Shinnosuke's expression was extremely cold, and he slowly put down his left hand, his left eye was closed, and the blood on his face was a little inexplicably tragic.

"The ninjas of Konoha will not leave their companions behind!"

"That's really admirable, let me send you on your way!"

"Don't!" Qimu Yalang looked at the other party's rapid seal, regret and unwillingness turned directly into tears, he couldn't suppress it.

Just as he was wailing in despair, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a cold light behind Sand Shinobi.

A blade of light pierced directly from a position twenty meters away.

The sound of a flesh being pierced was exceptionally clear and pleasant in the rain.

Sarutobi Shinnosuke was surprised to see a blade of light suddenly burst out of the heart of the sand shinobi, accompanied by the bright red blood that splashed all over his body, and then flowed into the ground after being washed by the heavy rain.

This scene was so fast that people didn't have time to react, and he was already seeing death as home, and he was directly surprised by this scene and forgot the pain on his body.

"Are you alright?"

An inexplicably familiar voice suddenly came from the front, and I saw a gray-clothed and black-haired young man with a smile on his face, strolling leisurely.

It seems that it was not him who had just killed this sand ninja.

The rain was dripping, but it didn't wet any part of him, and his whole body was wrapped in a chakra film.

Lu Ming gently retracted the extended version of the Thousand Bird Sharp Spear in his hand, and a stream of blood gushed out again.

"By the way, there's still night, go and save him!" Sarutobi Shinnosuke said anxiously.

"It's okay, Mizumon and Lujiu are already over there." Lu Ming patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"Thank you!" Having lost all his chakra and strength, he lost his support when he heard the news, and fell directly to his knees on the ground, his eyes closed, and darkness struck.

At this time, Qimu Yalang, who was not far away, also widened his eyes, limped, and muttered to himself: "It's really good......"