The gaze of the dried persimmon ghost shark drifted directly past Asma, and looked behind him, and in that direction, a tall shadow slowly appeared.

"Welcome to Konoha, Mr. Kakiki-oni." Tang's voice was very flat, quietly guarding him red, and then Jing appeared. And in the village, Kakashi and Azuki are also rushing in.

Itachi was a little surprised by the speed of the two, in a few years ago, Konoha definitely did not have such a degree, otherwise, it would not be so chaotic and powerless before the sudden crisis. But when he thought of Red's identity, he was relieved.

"You know me?" There was an ugly smile on the face of the dried persimmon ghost shark, and it was really rare for someone to recognize him at a glance.

"Perhaps, I saw it a few years ago, but I'm afraid, Mr. Oni Shark has long forgotten." Mikido approached slowly, not at all worried about the surprise attack of the two of them, and his tone was also very casual, without an oppressive momentum, and there was no half of the spirit of a ninja. Konoha's forehead guard hung diagonally on his waist, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he really didn't know that he was also Konoha's ninja. It looks more like an ordinary Konoha villager, powerless.

Asma pondered for a moment, he didn't know Tang's strength, but when he heard Kai mention Tang and his competition, he naturally didn't really think that Tang was the kind of ordinary villager who was powerless. But just looking at Don's appearance, it's hard to associate him with a master, and moreover, Tang is just a middle ninja so far, and in the eyes of many uninformed people, Don is just a very inconspicuous ninja.

Leaning sideways, let Mikido go to the front, Asma had no intention of blocking or stepping forward to help. He really wanted to see what kind of strength this character that his father also valued and admired even by a madman like Hot-blooded Kai.

Itachi's eyes were focused on Mikido's body, of course he knew Mikido's identity, and he couldn't help but want to try him, but a quiet voice came from his ears, "Your opponent is me." ”

Itachi smiled, no one had spoken to him like this for many years, especially the Uchiha clan, which made him feel very cordial, and now, many grievances against the family's past have long since disappeared with the fall of that family, leaving only a trace of memories and constant fetters.

He glanced back at the dried persimmon ghost shark, as if he was asking for his opinion.

The dried persimmon ghost shark pointed towards the hall and said, "Seeing that you also use a knife, let me see how your knife skills are." Hearing his answer, Itachi silently took a few steps back, making room for him and putting more distance between him and them.

"As you wish." Tang put his hand behind his back and gently supported the hilt of the knife, his eyes became sharp at this moment, his collapsed back was also straight, and the whole person was like an unsheathed sword, no longer like just now, softly giving people the illusion of powerlessness.

The huge contrast between the front and back makes the dried persimmon ghost shark and Asma both eyes shine, and people who can have such eyes undoubtedly have special feelings for knives, and their knife skills will definitely not be bad, and the two of them are looking forward to the performance of the hall.

The dried persimmon ghost shark got excited, jumped to the side of the river, and waited for Tang's attack, the shark muscle was already held in his hand, but a white cloth wrapped the knife body tightly, and the shark muscle could not be seen at all.

Don didn't dare to hold it up, compared to the dried persimmon ghost shark he met a few years ago, now he, chakra has more than doubled, it's really hard to imagine that a ninja of his level can improve his strength so much. Although his own growth is also very fast, overall, his chakra is definitely not as good as the dried persimmon ghost shark.

Knowing that he is not an opponent, but still being able to face it calmly, this is Don's greatest advantage, his lack of arrogance and impatience can always make him maximize his advantages.

Seeing the dried persimmon ghost shark retreat to the surface of the river, Tang's eyes closed slightly, and then he laughed softly. As a fog ninja, the water escape technique of the dried persimmon ghost shark is naturally not bad, at least more than a star and a half stronger than the water escape of the hall.

It's just that, when it comes to water escape, Konoha is not necessarily worse than others, such as the one who is now lurking in the water.

As soon as the dried persimmon ghost shark noticed the abnormality in the water, it noticed that the air around it seemed to suddenly become colder, and a faint water vapor rose from the surface of the river, and condensed into snowflakes in mid-air, white six-petal flowers, gently fluttering.

In the land of fire, which is known for its heat, it has never snowed, and Konoha in the depths of the country of fire has never seen snow because of its dense trees and shady trees, although it is not as hot as other places.

Asma looked up at the sky, stretched out her hand, and caught a snowflake, "Cool." "It's real snowflakes.

Green trees, clear rivers, white snow, and a gentle breeze, if it weren't for the few of them standing there and destroying the environment, it would be a very beautiful picture.

The dried persimmon ghost shark slowly calmed down, and was able to turn water into snow, such a ninjutsu, Konoha would never have it, and in the entire ninja world, there was only the former nobles of the Water Country - the Shui Wuyue clan. Konoha ninja? An orphan without a moon? The dried persimmon ghost shark remembered the village that was slaughtered by Taodi a few years ago, and remembered the mysterious master who made him helpless.

"Hehe, it turned out to be you." After figuring out the connection between them, the question that the dried persimmon ghost shark had been pressing in his heart for many years finally found the answer, and this trip to Konoha was really a surprise!

The river water under his feet gradually condensed into ice, and the hard and thick ice was not a problem to carry the weight of a dozen people. At the moment when the dried persimmon ghost shark came to his senses, Tang rushed to the ice surface, and the big knife in his hand, I don't know when he raised it, drew a white flash, and slashed obliquely at the dried persimmon ghost shark.

The dried persimmon ghost shark raised the knife against his elbow and blocked Tang's knife, but Tang was ready to wait, and he hurriedly fought back, so that Tang took the lead at this moment, and then did not give the dried persimmon ghost shark any respite, the whole person rotated like a spinning top, and the knife in his hand slashed on the knife of the dried persimmon ghost shark again and again, not allowing him to have any time to change his moves.

The continuous vigorous attack shook the dried persimmon ghost shark's entire arm numb, but he held the hand of the shark muscle, but he did not relax in the slightest, and streams of chakra poured out of the shark muscle, slowly repairing his injured muscles.

After a round of attacks, the dried persimmon ghost shark had been forced back by the hall for more than ten meters, and there were two traces ten centimeters deep on the ice that were so clear.

On the other side, the battle between Itachi and Jingdi is also going on quietly, Itachi's kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, although he can see through all the illusions, but he can't see through Jing's secret art at a glance, it can be said that it is a secret art specially studied for the purpose of writing wheel eyes.

The pupil force spreads to the surroundings, and wherever it passes, it is as if it has been scanned, and all traces cannot be hidden.

The wind picked up, there was a rustling sound in my ears, and a few leaves were blown up by the wind and drifted towards the ferret.

Itachi's right hand was raised, and several kunai flew out of his hand and shot at the leaves, and a crisp sound of "dingdingding" was heard, and a few leaves instantly turned into kunai and were shot to the ground.

"Fire escape - spark fire in the plain", a leaf deviated from the leaf, showing the original form, it turned out to be the Jing deity, and for the ground, a smooth fire escape knot was imprinted between her white and silky fingers, and a spark as small as a soybean was quickly connected, and like raindrops, sprinkled towards the weasel.

Itachi didn't hesitate to use the stand-in technique, only to see a black feather flying in the air, and he himself was already five meters away.

"Magic-Tree Binding Kill", Red unceremoniously attacked.

Two-on-one, the weasel had no time to hesitate, and directly used the pupil technique to rebound the red illusion, feeling the attack of the static writing wheel eye, and the weasel no longer left any room, "Pupil Technique - Yue".

Just now, I was still in active stillness, only to feel weak, and the whole person's consciousness was sucked into a strange space by a powerful attraction, a quiet, gray space, with endless gray-brown mountains at my feet, and no trace of life could be seen.

"Cantonese??" Thinking of the description of the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye that Hippo Hanyu once told her, Jing felt very bad, and worked hard to urge the writing wheel eye, wanting to break through this space.

"It's useless," Itachi's voice sounded in the empty space, and then, his figure became clear, "This is my illusion space, and the time, space, everything here is under my control. ”

Jing knew that what Itachi said was true, so she gave up the useless struggle, and a contemptuous smile escaped from the corner of her mouth, and said sarcastically: "You don't want to say that in this space, you are a god!" ”

Itachi was stunned, this Jing really has a personality! After so many years, she is still so tough, thinking of the time when she did not hesitate to theorize in front of three generations with her father, her heart was a little warm, but more helpless, in the eyes of others, he was probably a heinous person! However, having done such a thing, he no longer had the luxury of asking for forgiveness from anyone, just living like this, living in the shadows, at least he could see Sasuke grow up day by day, at least he could see him slowly getting stronger.

"Isn't it interesting to have such a tongue?" Itachi smiled, and at the same time, pointed at Jing Volley.

As if she had been driven into her head by a nail, Jing felt like her whole being was about to be torn apart, and the pain felt through every cell of her, making her shiver.

But the pain came and went quickly, and before Jing could truly get lost in the pain, the Itachi had stopped attacking and looked at Jing with a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"It turns out that Naruto is not in the village, and even the teacher is not here, what a pity! I was hoping to see my teacher again. Itachi had a faint look of disappointment on his face.

Jing naturally didn't know why Itachi stopped attacking, Itachi didn't plan to do anything to Jing, after all, Jing was the family, except for Zhishui, the only person he envied and didn't dislike, he just wanted to get the information he wanted to know.

"Tom", a thick ice cube, was smashed out of a huge ice hole by the dried persimmon ghost shark, "water escape - water shark bombing technique".

A giant shark condensed with water-attribute chakra struck towards the hall like a missile, and the hall stepped on the flying ice, volleyed into the air, and struck sideways with a big knife, like wielding a baseball, towards the oncoming giant whale.

The giant shark was splashed by the Tang in an instant, and it was restored to its most primitive state. In the splash, the shadow of the dried persimmon ghost shark blurred and slowly dissolved in the splash.

Tang almost reflexively raised his big sword, huge on the top of his head, and then, a violent blow fell from the top of his head, the whole person seemed to be pressed by Mount Tai, was smashed down, hit the ice below, knocked the ice out of the hole, and Tang fell into the depths of the river like that.

"Haha-" The dried persimmon ghost shark laughed arrogantly, it has been a long time since he has been active so well, and it is rare that there is still someone who can hold on to his knife for so long.