Yunokuni, deep in the mountains

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and I can't see my five fingers. It's a good time to kill.

Five figures flashed in the darkness, all of them lightly stepping on the ground without making a sound. If ordinary people see it, they have to think it's a ghost.

"You go deal with the little ones, and I'll deal with the big ones." The first commanded. The man was a majestic man with a large sword. He had a forehead guard on his head, but he looked like he had been slashed with a sword on his forehead. If there are people who are familiar with the knowledge of ninjas, they will know at a glance that this is the rebellion of Yunyin Village in the Land of Thunder.

After hearing what he had said, the four of them separated, and continued to run silently in four directions, seemingly at an extremely fast speed. The leader watched the four of them walk away, jumped a few times, and hid behind a house.

I don't know where these five ninjas are, but they still seem to have some strength. But it's definitely not an opponent of his own ninja. I don't know how many tasks I have done, how many people I have killed, and how many people have become a shinobi. It is also considered to be a rare genius. The ninja thought to himself. Gently look through the window. I saw a man asleep against the wall, but his right eye and right hand were bandaged. The beard and hair are all black, and his face reveals a majestic and resolute aura, which is the killing aura that can only be produced by long-term combat killing. No one could have imagined that this man, who looked only thirty or forty years old, was already sixty-nine years old. Of course, this is thanks to the regenerative ability of the first generation cells.

This Shangnin didn't know so much, but continued to tiptoe behind the wall, his hands and head were injured, and it was expected that he would be unable to move, and if I attacked directly from outside the wall with a thunderbolt, this person would definitely not be able to dodge. This Shangnin also has two points of combat experience, so he quickly thought of a set of tactics that are not weak.

I saw that he was holding a sword in his right hand and a seal in his left hand, and a high-intensity thunderbolt formed from his hand, and it made a sizzling sound, as if the air had been broken by the power of thunder and lightning. It's the Thunderball technique. When the thunderball took shape, he was about to merge the thunderball in his left hand and the greatsword in his right hand. Suddenly, I heard a majestic voice from behind. "Combine the thunderball and the weapon into one, increase the destructive power, and really have the level of forbearance. It's a pity that it doesn't seem to be very skilled. It's a little ghost who has just arrived at the upper ninja. This shinobi was startled, and was about to turn back and dodge. Suddenly, I found that my hands and feet were suddenly unable to move, and the output of the thunderball without chakra gradually dissipated. I faintly saw a strange black spell mark flashing on my body. And the man behind him turned out to be the man who had just been lying on the bed, and he didn't know when he had appeared behind him.

"Who are you?" The Shangnin asked in a trembling voice, and even brought two children's voices, which sounded like he was not very old.

"Looks like you haven't figured it out yet. Now you are my captive. You will answer whatever I ask, and the rest of the time you will shut up, and you will not have the right to speak. The man said coldly. After speaking, a wind blade instantly appeared in his left hand, and the speed was like lightning, destroying the withering and decaying and directly cutting off the right hand of the young Shangnin. The young shinobi let out a heart-rending moan of pain, which was extremely miserable, and the cold sweat of the bucket continued to drip down his face, his lips turned white, his arm fell to the side, and blood gushed out. But his body was imprisoned by the curse mark and couldn't move. The whole picture is eerie and terrifying, like hell.

The man turned a blind eye, as if he was used to it. Just standing with negative hands, as if waiting for something.

It wasn't long before a strong, red-haired man wearing black gloves and a man with a large glove bag around his waist and almost all covered in a black hazmat suit except for his mouth arrived almost at the same time. Later, two handsome black-haired teenagers also arrived. Each of the four threw a corpse and piled it up in the yard. If you look closely, these four people all wear the forehead guards of Konoha Village on their heads.

"Lord Tuanzang, the enemy has been killed." The strong red-haired man reported to the ninja in uniform. It turns out that this ninja is the one who has gone through three ninja wars, killed countless people, and made all countries fearful, known as the dark root of Konoha, the Konoha advisor elder, and the leader of Konoha "root" Shimura Danzo.

"It's just a few middle ninjas, if they are all upper ninjas, it's not so easy." After speaking, Tuan Zang paused, and pointed to the corpse next to the red-haired man. The corpse's face was full of unwilling and incredulous expressions, but the sword in his hand was plunged directly into his heart. "This ninja was killed by a stroke in the mountains, so he should first use the super perception ability of the Yamanaka clan, and when he broke through the door and entered the door, when the new force was not born and the old force was not able to move, he used the secret technique of the Yamanaka clan to control him and make him commit suicide. From controlling the timing to committing suicide very quickly and accurately, he has completely grasped the essence of the Yamanaka clan. ”

"Thank you, Lord Tuanzang, for the compliment." The red-haired man replied. Presumably it was the mountain stroke of the Yamanaka clan of Konoha who was proficient in the secret art of the spiritual system.

Tuan Zang then pointed to the second corpse, the corpse was festering all over, and the death was miserable, "The nano-level poisonous insect that the oil girl takes the root, judging from the action, when the other party has found out that something is wrong, there is no way to dodge at all, and the poisonous insect over-control technique has reached the top level of the oil girl clan" The man who was almost covered with black protective clothing nodded calmly, indicating that he understood, thinking that it was the oil girl of the Konoha oil girl clan.

Next, Tuan Zang pointed to the third and fourth corpses, "There are traces of entanglement in the hands and feet, and the must-kill is the kunai on the throat, it should be to use the super beast pseudo-painting snake to entangle the enemy, and then use the kunai to kill, clean and neat, worthy of the genius of assassination and investigation." There were five huge traces of wind blades on his chest, one of which cut through the heart, and Feng Dun just restrained Lei Dun, but Feng Dun's strength and chakra control were good. Shimura Terai is also worthy of being considered a genius of my Shimura family's wind escape. Our years of retreat in the mountains have not been in vain. ”

"But I don't know how the other gods of Lord Tuanzang are cultivating?" Terai asked, the members of the root have all cast the seal of the root of the tongue, and the group is not afraid that they will know the secrets of other gods.

"I don't have the Uchiha clan's blood inheritance limit, at most I can only temporarily change people's will, but it's also an extremely great illusion. Now there's a test item, you can give it a try. After Tuan Zang finished speaking, he looked directly at the shinobi just now.

The shinobi continued to moan, but the blood flowed more, and the strength was even weaker. But I don't know why, I unconsciously moan and talk. "I am a traitor from Yunyin Village, I ran away from the path and passed by here, I was afraid of being discovered, so I was ready to attack you, the reason for my defection was ......" as he finished a long paragraph. It is more breath in and less breath, and his eyes are full of confusion and desire, this is the ** of survival, look carefully, this pale young man looks less than twenty. Full of immaturity.

Tuan Zang didn't care, took out a long sword and slashed at his throat, the upper shinobi let out a throbbing hiss before he died, blood splashed in his throat, his body twitched for the last time, his pupils contracted suddenly, and finally he was motionless.