The blood flower bloomed in the air, and a severed arm fell to the ground along with a little gold sand, and as Shuo Mao retreated to the front of the Konoha camp, he slashed the severed hand on the ground into pieces with a few slashes.

Shuo Shigeru in front of the Konoha array looked at the four generations of Kazekage who had fled far behind the enemy, and gasped for breath.

The battle just now didn't seem like there were too many bells and whistles, but he actually maintained his burst speed for a full two minutes, which was extremely terrifying for White Fang's consumption.

Chakra's consumption was fine, but his hand had lost strength, and the strained muscles could not recover for at least a while, but the results were quite gratifying.

The fourth generation of Kazekage was cut off by him, although with the puppet technique of the Sand Ninja Village, it is not a big problem to take a puppet arm on the human body.

But now, at least on the battlefield of Kawanokuni, the offense and defense are reversed.

Dungeon "The Battle of Sand Ninja Village", open!

Shuo Mao raised the white fangs in his hand high, aimed at the enemy, and shouted loudly, "Attack!" ”

Konoha White Fang slashed off the arms of the four generations of Wind Shadows, causing the other party's Shadow to flee in embarrassment, which was undoubtedly a great boost to morale.

The Konoha troops rushed forward like wolf cubs who had been hungry for a long time, and they heard the order to dry rice.

And Raksha went to be treated, at least it was impossible to appear on the battlefield until the bleeding stopped, and the morale of the sand shinobi was greatly reduced, facing the Konoha troops who were like a tiger pounced.

Panic quietly spreads among the sand ninja troops.

At this moment, a high-pitched voice came from the Sand Ninja troops,

"I'm Scorching Hakura, all the ninjas of the sand ninja, for our village, for our family, rush!"

The sand ninjas shouted as if they had found a savior.

"We still have Lord Hakura! We still have Hakura-sama! ”

"Lord Hakura is with us!"

"Rush!"

Hakura, a name that the Konoha side had never heard of before, should be a killer weapon hidden in the Sand Ninja Village. Being able to stand up and stabilize the morale of the army when the four generations of Kazekage fled in embarrassment should be quite prestigious in the Sand Ninja Village.

But what about the spicy! Do you think you're a spicy man?

Your family's shadows have run away, what can you do if you stand up? Is there a big white tooth in my family?

So Konoha became even more excited, and rushed into the sand ninja army with a roar.

The battle between the two armies had just begun, and the whole scene became extremely chaotic, Yan pulled Zhishui to mix in the crowd, dodged some of the attacks of the sand shinobi, and went straight to Hakura.

After slaughtering a sand ninja who rushed up without knowing how, Yan finally saw Ye Cang.

It was a girl in a tight black combat suit, and her entire white back was exposed, and it looked like she was wearing her clothes backwards.

Looking at the appearance of five or six years older than Yan, the white bandage wrapped around the waist, outlining the small waist of Ying Ying's hand very strongly.

The forearm is covered with a purple tight sleeve, which tightly outlines the streamlined muscles, which has a unique beauty. Two shoulder-length bangs hang down on the left and right sides of the forehead, and unlike black hair, the bangs are yellow-brown throughout.

Pretty is beautiful, but there is a little Yan who can't help but want to complain, is she really only fifteen or sixteen years old?

Why is it so big? The black tight-fitting combat suit felt like it couldn't be wrapped anymore, and some white and tender pectoralis muscles leaked out on both sides of the suit.

But the enemy is the enemy, and the enemy is the one who will pose a threat to his life, and Yan will never be soft-hearted until he beats her to the point where he can't move, even if it's a beautiful girl.

That's right, I'm such an upright person!

A woman's unique sixth sense tells Hakura that someone is spying on her.

She turned her head to look around and saw a pair of white eyes staring at her, as wide as a brass bell.

The first reaction in my mind after seeing the white eye is what the teacher once taught: the white eye has the ability to see.

So she subconsciously covered her chest.

"You're Ye Cang? Burning Leaf Cang? ”

Yan has always been more tolerant of beautiful girls, after all, seeing more beautiful women is good for physical and mental health.

"Color!"

Ye Cang scolded angrily.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, white eyes can't see through clothes."

"Do you believe that?"

"I believe it, of course I believe it, if I don't believe it, the 404 gods will execute me."

Hehe...... Ye Cang sneered twice, and put his hand down from his chest, anyway, if he put his hand on it or not, he couldn't stop the perspective of the white eyes, just look at it if he wants, what about showing it to a dead man anyway?

"Scorching, Steaming and Killing!"

A fireball, no, it can't be said to be a fireball, it should be a small sun burning with flames, shooting towards Yanhe Zhishui.

Ye Cang, in Yan's memory, there is such a person, but Yan's memory of him is limited to remembering how she died, ten thousand arrows pierced her heart, and she died a miserable death. As for what the effect of the scorching escape was, he really forgot.

Yan sensed mortal danger from the fireball, but he stood still and didn't move, and the finger that had been waiting for a long time pulled the water, and the wire in his hand flicked.

A sand ninja who had been tied up a long time ago was instantly pulled over and caught the scorching fireball in the air.

In an instant, a large amount of water vapor emerged from the unlucky egg's body, and in less than two seconds, the unlucky egg sand shinobi turned into a dried corpse.

Seeing that Zhishui and Yan both subconsciously swallowed their saliva, this ball will kill people, hey!

Ye Cang looked at the unlucky Dansha Shinobi who was used as a shield, and said sorry softly. Then with a wave of his hands, two fireballs were held in his hands, and they shot towards Yanhe Zhishui.

"Back to heaven!"

Without hesitation, Yan turned up directly, used absolute defense, and bounced the two "little suns" away.

To be honest, the two of them felt quite tricky at this time, judging from the fact that the scorching escape can instantly evaporate the water in a person's body in two seconds, the core temperature of this thing is probably very high.

"Stop the water!"

"Understood!"

The moment he answered, Shisui opened his chakra eye, pulled out the katana of Uchiha's characteristics, and flashed to Hakura's side in an instant.

When Ye Cang saw the writing wheel, she immediately opened her eyes, although she would not be able to see the action of stopping the water clearly, but she also had her own solution.

She discarded the two fireballs that besieged Yan, and instead summoned a large fireball, blocking the water in the middle of it.

The katana that stopped the water slashed at the center of the fireball, and it was a ...... feeling It's wonderful, it's a flame but it's like it's struck a real thing.

He then threw a shuriken towards the center of the fireball, and the whole person retreated to Yan's side.

The katana that stops water is the standard long knife of the Uchiha family, and this sword has one characteristic, that is, it is resistant to high temperatures. Such a sword is used in conjunction with the secret techniques of the Uchiha family, such as Uchiha Ryu Sword Leap Flame and Uchiha Ryu Sun Halo Dance.

Therefore, after the knife of the water stop touched the center of the fireball generated by the scorching, it did not show any signs of melting, but only became red.

And half of the kunai that was thrown out by the water had already melted into molten iron and dripped onto the sand.

The problem is, the melting point of the Sword of Inheritance is similar to that of kunai.

So...... That's all I can do.

PS: It's broken, I'm hitting the street. I found that I still had to be nervous, and I would see if I could continue to push it on.

In the future, every morning at 10 o'clock and 12 o'clock, on time, you don't have to stay up late.