The sound of water droplets could be heard from inside the cave, but when the black gas covered the entire cave, the whole environment was silent.

The chakra knife shone with an azure blue glow, illuminating the pitch-black environment.

Jiang Shaoyang moved his fingertips slightly, and the black gas turned into sharp spikes, and he took the opportunity to stab out from Ah Mad's back.

"Ichigha!" Ah Crazy Eye was quick and cut off the black qi behind him with a knife.

Jiang Shaoyang continued to tease his fingertips, as if he had found a sense of rhythm.

Every time he moved his fingertips, a new black gas would turn into spikes and stab directly at Ah Mad.

"One in ...... One-in-one! Ah Madness shouted a few times in a row, and the knife technique was swift and calm, without the slightest panic.

Jiang Shaoyang secretly speculated that Ah Mad's sword technique should be divided into several parts, and the one he had been using at this time should be the most basic sword technique.

More black qi dispersed from his body, Jiang Shaoyang raised his hand and slowly clenched his five fingers, as if he had already held Okamoto Samurai in his hands, and wanted to crush him fiercely.

All the black qi surged up for a while, turning into sharp spikes, and surrounded Ah Mad in all directions.

At the moment when the fingertips were completely closed, all the spikes rushed out at once, overwhelmingly surging towards A.

"Erhe!" The Chala knife in Ah Mad's hand was divided into two, holding one in each of his left and right hands, and quickly slashed into the four directions of his body, instantly disposing of all the spikes.

Jiang Shaoyang couldn't help but be stunned, and frowned slightly, now that Okamoto samurai has used one and two together, naturally, there should be three together.

However, just from the surface of the knife technique, one combination is a knife, two combinations are two knives, but what about three combinations? Okamoto Samurai no longer has a third hand.

"Hehe, try this!" Jiang Shaoyang's palm condensed a cloud of black qi and began to turn into a needle.

He stared sideways, and without the slightest hesitation, shot the black needle directly.

Ah Mad paused obviously, as if he didn't understand Jiang Shaoyang's intentions, but he still raised his double knives and faced the strange black needle head-on.

Seeing the black needle shooting towards his body, Ah Mad raised the chakra knife and easily cut through the sudden black thorn.

I thought it was over, but what I didn't expect was that the black thorn that had been cut grew out again in an instant, and stabbed into his body at the same speed.

The second stage of the stab!

The black thorn pierced his body, only a centimeter from his heart, and blood flowed down his armor to the ground.

Ah Mad's body trembled violently, covering the wound with his palm, he didn't immediately pull out the black thorn in his body, and was vigilant to prevent Jiang Shaoyang from taking the opportunity to make a move at this time.

At this moment, the palm of his hand covering the wound seemed to touch something strange.

A silvery-white thread?

One end of this thread is connected to the black needle, and the other end is connected to Jiang Shaoyang's hand.

Same trick! But with different actual combat applications, Ah Mad expected that Jiang Shaoyang might use the silver wire to cooperate with Huo Dun, but from beginning to end, he didn't see the silver wire that was being pulled.

"It's strange why I didn't see the silver thread, right?" Jiang Shaoyang had already seen through his thoughts.

Ah Mad covered the wound, gasping violently, and staring at Jiang Shaoyang's movements at this time.

In his field of vision, Jiang Shaoyang's body kept separated, and his brain was a little dizzy from time to time.

Suddenly, he realized something.

"The illusion just now!" Crazy said in surprise.

"It's too late to react now!" Jiang Shaoyang teased his fingertips, and each fingertip was connected with a silver thread, which had already surrounded Ah Crazy at this time.

It dawned on him that the illusion had affected his retina, and the light in the space was so dim that he couldn't see the silver thread.

No wonder when controlling the black qi just now, Jiang Shaoyang wanted to tease his fingertips, it turned out that all the black thorns just now were just feints, and the purpose was to arrange such a net!

At the beginning, Jiang Shaoyang only had a single hook jade, and he could only control three different lines at most, and it was already his limit to use a six-sided ambush, but at this time, it had become a three-hook jade, and he could control dozens of lines at a time, and lay out a net of heaven and earth.

The black qi began to fade, and Ah Mad suddenly found that there was an extra black kunai in the black needle of the wound, and around the cave, there were also countless shuriken, and the tail of each shuriken was connected to a silver wire, which had blocked all his ways out at this time.

Just as he expected, at this time, he had no way out.

"Goodbye......" Jiang Shaoyang made a final goodbye, but instead of calling his real name, he shouted: "Crazy!" ”

"Fire Escape, Ten Thousand Networks Flame Prison!"

A flame erupted, directly igniting the entire net of fire.

A raging fire illuminates the cave, revealing all the dark corners.

Ah Mad was standing in the fire prison at this time, looking at the line of fire that was gradually compressing in all directions, he closed his eyes in despair and said his final goodbye to Jiang Shaoyang.

"Goodbye!" Crazy finally said.

The flames engulfed Mad's body, and the blue chakra knife disappeared in the flames.

It's over.

For some reason, Jiang Shaoyang at this time wanted to cry painfully.

But something seemed to be blocked in his chest, so much so that he couldn't shed that tear.

Is it the regret of ink painting? Or is it a betrayal of a madman?

He couldn't tell.

In addition to Jiraiya, Ink and Crazy are his best friends.

Although the matter is over, things are wrong, and in the end he is the only one left.

Perhaps, the world of ninjas, as it should be.

At this moment, a thin figure stood beside him and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Jiang Shaoyang lowered his head, it turned out to be a pocket.

"What are you going to do?" Dou asked.

"I don't know!" Jiang Shaoyang's eyes were full of confusion.

"Are you going back to Konoha?"

"Konoha?" Jiang Shaoyang thought for a moment, but still shook his head: "Later!" ”

"That's right, I won't go back to Konoha for the time being, can I follow you?"

Jiang Shaoyang glanced at his pocket and found that his watery eyes flashed with a strong sense of anticipation.

Jiang Shaoyang himself had this intention, since he took the initiative to invite himself, in order not to hit his young heart, Jiang Shaoyang said casually: "Okay! ”

"Hello, my name is Yakushidou!" Pocket stretched out his little hand.

"It's pretty formal!" Jiang Shaoyang sneered, grabbed his little hand, and told him, "My name is Uchiha Shaoyang!" ”

"By the way, how do you know that my amnesia is faked?" Squeezed his little face and brushed his white bangs.

"Because I'm from Tuanzang!" Jiang Shaoyang is still editing lies.

"You can't be from Danzo!" Dou grinned.

"How do you know?" Jiang Shaoyang felt strange.

"If Tuan Zang finds you, then he will really be blind!" Dou burst out laughing.

Jiang Shaoyang's mind was full of black lines, and he really wanted to punch Dou's head directly, being a little brother was still so arrogant.

Just when Jiang Shaoyang was very engaged in chatting with Dou, a pitch-black figure was lurking in the darkness, and slowly groped towards Jiang Shaoyang.

"Sanhe!" The sound was like thunder, resounding through the cave.