Foggy Hidden Frontier.

"Looks like this is it..."

Fan Ma, who had traveled through the Land of Water, slowly spent a day and arrived at the location of the Six Tails pointed out by Orochimaru's intelligence.

In front of Fan Ma's eyes, there was a fog that was almost substantial, and the visibility was extremely low, only a trace of the mountain tip was faintly exposed in the white mist.

At first glance, no one would think that there was a tailed beast lurking here, but just a desolate mountain with no one to hide.

"Hiding the tailed beast here, the village of fog is really a different way..."

Unlike the normal Hidden Village, the Fog Hidden did not keep the Tailed Beast firmly in the village, but sealed it at the border as if it were exiled.

If Fan Ma is alone, it will be very difficult to find this deep mountain where tailed beasts are hidden in the land of the Land of Water.

Even if its predatory blood qi can cover a radius of several kilometers, it also takes a lot of effort to open a map-style investigation with this radius, and the action is very large, which can easily expose his intentions and goals, causing a lot of unnecessary trouble.

But a strong fortress may be difficult to break from the outside, but it is easiest to break from the inside.

Orochimaru, who has collected thousands of misty ninjas, only needs to gather some fragments from his scattered information, and then profile and integrate them, which is enough to guess the location of the six tails.

"So, let's get moving."

As Fan Ma whispered, a thick layer of scarlet blood permeated from his fingertips, staining the white mist that covered the mountains with an ominous color.

The originally clear and elegant mountain of fog turned into a volcano of hell spewing blood in an instant.

"Enemy attack, prepare for battle!"

With the invasion of blood qi, about a dozen mist loomed in the white mist, driving the wind to escape to resist Fan Ma's blood qi.

"Sure enough... After reaching the upper ninja level, the ninja still controls the chakra in his body very well."

Blood and black smoke, when the power is gathering at one point, in Fan Ma's estimation, are enough to drain any tailed beast except the nine-tailed and eight-tailed.

However, when it spreads and becomes a "domain skill", the lethality it brings decreases, and it is not enough to inflict fatal injuries on ninja-level ninjas.

"It's okay... Flesh exists as a perceptual skill..."

"As a skill to sweep away trash fish, it's enough..."

"Hum...!"

A huge knife and axe, with the sound of whistling wind, smashed into Fan Ma's temple.

Fan Ma waved his hand, casually shattered the incoming thunder, grabbed it with his backhand, and held the big axe that smashed towards him head-on.

"Ninja Seven, right? However, I really forgot what the ninja who used this knife was called—" Fan Ma muttered to himself, looking at the blade of the axe in his hand.

"Uncle Ben, it's called Tongcao Wild Bait! Underestimate Lao Tzu's "blunt knife and cut pocket", but you will die!"

This broadsword is made of a giant axe connected to a heavy hammer with a rope.

At the other end of the rope, a middle-aged man with a shrunken appearance and a thin body with a high ponytail shouted, "No matter what the enemy is, be ready to be smashed by Lao Tzu!" ….

"Poof..."

After a crisp sound, Fan Ma wiped his hands expressionlessly, looked at the grass bait man whose head was like a burst watermelon, and said slowly, "I didn't hear your name clearly, can you say it again?"

Obviously, the Tongcao Wild Baiter, who had incarnated in the form of a fruit, seemed to have lost his ability to speak, and lay on the ground silently.

Fan Ma picked up the "Blunt Knife Cutting Pocket", as if he remembered something, and couldn't help laughing, "This knife is really stupid to a certain level."

Fan Ma casually threw the big knife in his hand aside, and did not have the heart to collect it.

This knife, in a way, is for dogs, dogs don't want ...

It is not as practical as a well-made shuriken.

"Blunt Knife, Cut Pocket", this one

The attack method of the broadsword is to first enter a stalemate with the enemy, and then smash it with a heavy hammer at this time, so that the enemy cannot resist, and it is claimed to be able to break all defenses.

It can only be said that this so-called design may be that the craftsmen who built the seven ninja knives of Wuyin back then were a little poor in donkey skills, plus they may have obsessive-compulsive disorder, so they didn't make up this knife hard.

The fog seemed to get thicker, and the thick water vapor made the world damp and filled with moisture.

"Water Escape: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

"Water Escape: Water Iron Cannon!"

"Water Escape, Water Fang Blade!"

In the small pool of water in front of and behind Fan Ma, the two upper ninjas of the Ghost Lantern Clan bared their sharp teeth and waved a buzzing high-pressure water ninja in their hands, attacking Fan Ma's throat!

Fan Ma controlled his strength, held his strength in his palms, and pushed his palms left and right, imprinting them on the abdomen of these two people who were in the semi-hydrated ghost lamp.

The two ghost lamps looked at themselves in disbelief, and they were already empty.

Fan Ma shook his head, and with a heavy weight, walked over their heads, leaving two long blood marks.

Although the Hydration Technique is immune to their pain, it also has the ability to ignore physical attacks.

Theoretically speaking, the "Hydration Technique" is the ultimate nemesis of physical ninjas.

Generally speaking, only an attack mixed with Thunder Escape can destroy their hydrated structure and damage their body.

However, Fan Ma's strength contains blood qi, which gives him the ability to disrupt the chakra flow sequence in his body. whereas

As long as the chakra flow order is chaotic, it will be difficult to maintain any transformation ninjutsu.

"I'll see... And also... Nine?"

In the thick fog of white and blood, there were explosions and wails from time to time, and this mist that was most suitable for the battle of the Fog Hidden Ninja also became their best cemetery.

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In the entire ninja world, the style of the five hidden villages can become so down-to-earth, and it is also the ability of the fog to hide.

If it is Konoha and has the sealing technique of the Vortex Clan, if it is really not good, he can use the "Four Purple Flame Array", and he can easily lock the six tails under his nose.

If it is Cloud Hidden and Sand Hidden Teapot, there are six treasures and a teapot of the Temple of the Wind.

Even in a hilly rock, among the ninjas in the village, two ninjas who are close to reaching the strength of the perfect human pillar can appear.

Only Wu Yin, with the most basic sealing spells, with more than a dozen Shangninas and Dashan, can suppress only the six tails.

"Suddenly I feel that it doesn't make sense to spend so much effort to seize the fog under the eyelids of everyone in the ninja world..."

Fan Ma sighed and comforted himself, "After all, it is an island country with a superior geography, and it can only be said that the water shadow will not develop in the past generations. Fan Ma, have faith in the land of water..."

It's a bit like looking for a treasure, only to find out that it's actually a big brick inside...

With this complicated feeling, Fan Ma walked to the iron door, knocked politely on the iron door, and said slowly, "I'm looking for the six tails, is anyone there?"

No one responded to him.

Fan Ma nodded, his thighs bulging, and the green tendons coiled around his muscles like a swimming dragon.

"Boom!

A sturdy kick slammed straight into the sealed iron door.

The sealing charms all over the mountain were bursting with blue light at this moment, frantically absorbing the strength of Fan Ma's blow.

"Yo... It's okay, although the seal is very primitive, but the effect is surprisingly good, right?"

Fan Ma nodded, and this time, his body gradually expanded, until it reached a height of more than ten meters.

At this time, Fan Ma was very similar to his "gluttonous form", with six pure black wings, and tough bone spurs emerging from the soles of his hands and feet.

On the body, several mysterious marks were inscribed, emitting an eerie blood light.

Around Fan Ma, black smoke was densely attached to the surface of his body, so thick that it seemed to burn, making a "crackling" explosion.

From a distance, Fan Ma at this time looked like a demon who had come out of hell and was surrounded by fierce fire.

Fan Ma nodded with satisfaction, then clenched his fists, and slammed down with a fierce punch against the eyes of the formation that was attached to this sealing array!.

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