Chapter Seventy-Three: The Towering Tree
In just a split second......
Jun Wuyan found the closest and most hidden trap to Tuan Zang, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said secretly:
"It's you."
The trap he laid was specially set up for Danzo, in order to wait for the other party to relieve Izanagi and send him to meet the six immortals.
"It's over."
A ring of fire silently emerged from the crack in the rubble behind the group.
Sou!
The bullet went straight to Tuanzang's brain.
"Huh?"
Danzang, who was arguing with the three generations, suddenly felt a chill in his heart and a chill down his spine.
Driven by his body's instincts, he moved half of his body to the right, just to dodge the attack of the bullets.
Looking at the fierce bullets that passed in front of him, Tuanzang was in a cold sweat, and his heart was beating violently.
You know, he's in a normal state now, not in the Izanagi state.
If he hadn't dodged that moment just now, it would have meant death, and this was the second time he had passed through the Ghost Gate.
"Jump!"
There was an explosion, and Tuanzang's entire right arm was blown away.
It turned out to be a more secret ring of fire that fired a fiery bullet with the former, and Tuan Zang only dodged the former, but not the latter.
Tuan Zang lay on the ground, clutching his scorched right shoulder, and howled in pain.
"It's a pity that the key one was hidden, but you think that's the end of it?"
I saw that in the cracks of the hidden gravel everywhere, eight more rings of fire were drilled.
Jun Wuyan buried a full ten rings of fire.
Now that Danzang's right arm with the writing wheel eye was blown off, it's time to let go of your hands and feet.
Sou!
All rings of fire were aimed at Danzou and launched a fierce attack.
However, it was at a critical juncture.
The third generation appeared "again", and he picked up the group and dodged all the attacks.
And the Vajra Ruyi stick on the side, no one controls it, but it rotates autonomously, blocking all the bullets for the three generations and Tuanzang.
"Damn it!"
Tuan Zang staggered to his feet and said:
"Sun Slash, quickly withdraw the Four Purple Flame Array, let the other ninjas come over to participate in the battle, and everyone work together to take Jun Wuyan."
His subordinates were gathered around, as long as the old friend withdrew the Four Purple Flame Array, then he would have a way to directly take down that hateful guy.
Hearing this, the third generation shook his head and said:
"This is absolutely not good, none of the people outside the big array are Jun Wu's opponents, they will only die in vain when they come, I can't do this."
Three generations explicitly rejected the group.
It's just that the ninjas outside are far from the strength of Zhijun Wuyan, and they don't have the power to fight at all.
And......
The other party knew that Konoha had many ninjas besides him and Danzang, but the other party still dared to kill alone.
There is a high probability that the other party has a way to not be afraid of siege, and those wings that can easily escape from Konoha are one of the possibilities.
But what he is most worried about is that the other party has the strength to not be afraid of the siege, which will be a terrible conjecture, indicating that the other side still has some hidden strength.
"The Day ......"
"Are you calling me?"
Before Tuan Zang finished speaking, Jun Wuyan suddenly appeared in front of them.
Looking at Jun Wuyan, who had wings on his back again, Tuan Zang was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily:
"Little rabbit cub, you dare to deceive the old man, and even engage in a sneak attack from behind, shameless."
Jun Wuyan said coldly:
"Take the blame for yourself, you can't blame others, if you want to blame, blame yourself for why you want to provoke Lao Tzu!"
"You fart!"
Tuan Zang was suddenly furious, and his old friend said that he was not right.
Now even a little kid who hasn't grown any hair has to point fingers at him, which makes him swallow this breath.
At this moment, Tuan Zang was hesitating to use the power of his right eye on Jun Wuyan.
"Smack!"
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded, and the three of them frowned at the same time.
It turned out that the arm that was blown away had a mutation.
Due to the lack of the suppression of the group, the first generation of cells was frantically devouring the remaining four writing wheels.
In the process of devouring, the arms are also frantically growing thick branches, and the growth rate is unbelievable.
"It's ...... Primary cells? Three generations shocked.
Konoha once led to the death of many people in order to study the first generation of cells, both indirectly and directly.
Only Tenzo survived, but it was only a half-finished product.
The price paid was so great that the three generations eventually ordered the impossible research to be stopped.
But he didn't expect Tuan Zang to hide from him, continue to study this project, and secretly transplant the first generation of cells.
"Smack!"
In just a few breaths, the arm was gone, replaced by a towering tree.
Its branches had already filled the entire large array "full", and the walls of the array had not even ignited flames.
Now, the people outside the formation can no longer see the situation inside the formation at all, so they can only be anxious.
"That's enough!"
In this situation, Jun is speechless, and only by scolding can he vent the depression in his heart.
Why is it so difficult to kill a group?
Sudden things come frequently, can't he "get into the soul"?
After scolding, Jun was speechless and scattered his wings, the current battlefield was no longer suitable for it, but his limbs were more dominant.
"It's really troublesome, and in this way, it adds variables for no reason."
Jun Wuyan turned around, these thick branches separated them all, and it would take a lot of time to waste a lot of time if he wanted to find the three generations and the group again.
Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound.
The three generations suddenly jumped out from the front, and the ape demon followed, except for the missing figure.
"It's good, I won't have to waste time looking around when I come out by myself."
The sound fell, and Jun Wuyan immediately turned on the speed and endurance to attack the third generation.
......
The two of them are apes, and neither of them has performed large-scale ninjutsu, and some are just fist-to-flesh life-and-death fights.
With the passage of time, Jun Wuyan has gained an absolute advantage.
And the three generations can only be supported by the help of the ape demon.
"Jun Wuyan, at this point, can you tell me why you have so much resistance to Konoha?"
After all, the three generations still asked Jun Wuyan, the question that had been bothering him.
"Why? Maybe I know too much. Jun said casually.
They fight, they "chat", they are ruthless when it is time to be ruthless, everything is so natural.
"Knowing too much?"
The three generations can't help but be a little puzzled, what do you know?
"Let's put it this way, I don't have any ill will towards Konoha and I've never wanted to hurt anyone in Konoha, can you believe it?"
Hearing this, the three generations fell silent for a while, but his silence was already the best answer.
A person who reveals weirdness everywhere, how can he easily believe it.
"You see, you don't believe what I say whether it's true or not, do you really want me to say it in the direction you want to believe it? If that's the case, then you're just deluding yourself. ”
Jun Wuyan continued:
"As the shadow of a village, you don't dare to believe me easily, I can understand it, but Tuan Zang shouldn't have killed my companion."
"What am I doing now? What are you doing? ”
"Hokage-sama, whom everyone in Konoha reveres and admires, wants to cover up the crimes of the group, resulting in how many people have been killed indirectly."
"Did I fail Konoha or did you ...... Hokage-sama has failed Konoha! ”
Rumble!
Jun Wuyan struck angrily and slammed into the chest of the three generations and the ape demon.
A man and an ape both flew upside down, slammed into the trunk of the tree, and then fell on the thick branch, unable to move for a while.
And three generations lying on the branches......
It has lost the majesty that it used to be the shadow of a village.
His gaze was glazed, as if he had lost his soul.