"Huch--Huch---" A heavy breathing sounded deeply in the forest of Xuejie Village. The scorching and incinerated snowflakes wet the white snow. The bursting air splashed the unmelted snow marks. The pale space was filled with clarity and confusion. Shiba's slightly embarrassed figure appeared in the sight of Wubiao. The chaotic sweat mixed with the solution of snowflakes slipped down from Shiba's wet hair...

The huge explosive knife "Fei Du" was decadently held on the ground by Shi Ba. If you don't cut it, you slowly carried the broken beheading sword on your shoulder. You looked at Shi Ba in front of you with your head raised and contemptuously, and said coldly: "Shen Ba, I have to say that Fei Du's attack power can be said to be the strongest among the seven swords, but what power do you have if you exhaust the chakra?"

Just as Zaibuzhan spoke slightly, a cold light flashed under the mask of Chuanwan standing in front of Zaibuzhan. With the flaws exposed during Zaibuzhan's speech, his wrists shook, and the sewing needle in his hand shot towards Zaibuzhan. A wisp of unconcealable violence appeared in Zaibuzhan's pale yellow pupils. His body bent slightly, avoiding the ninja knife that was shot in. The empty left hand grabbed the handle of the long knife's "sewing needle" with his feet, and pulled Chuanwan over, and his elbows hit Chuanwan's chest without hesitation...

"Crack!!!" The broken bones sounded in the empty ground, and red blood splashed out from the gaps of the mask that Shuomaru had never taken down. A strange smile appeared on the corner of the bleeding mouth under Shuomaru's mask. A powerful blow from Abushen did not knock Kumaru out, or Kumaru was voluntarily pulled over from the beginning. Rise Seshenmaru's slender arms tightly grabbed Zai Bushen's left arm. Abushen was stunned, and then he felt the strong chakra fluctuations behind him. It was too late to avoid it now.

"Liberation of Hilaria Carre!!!!" The boy's hoarse roar sounded behind Zai Buzhan, and the dim flat-eyed flounder shone with dazzling light, as if the laser's chakra energy burst, completely covering Zai Buzhan and Li Sai Chuanwan.

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"Hu―――――――――――――――――― Ghost Dinner Manyue held the flat-eyed flounder together with his hands tremblingly, and his undulating chests showed his fatigue. Haha, have you killed it? A fatal blow of all chakras will be smashed even if the steel is shattered. The snowflakes that floated fell one by one, and two people walked out of the white, or one person...

A faint black streak dissipated from the white ice fog, revealing a clear picture. The bandages on the face that were not cut open at some point. The broken bandages were scattered between the neck. The decapitation knife was dragged to the ground with his left hand, and his right hand was pinching Li Seshangwan's neck. Li Seshangwan hung on his right arm like a rag bag. His back completely burst, and the crushed back exuded a faint barbecue fragrance. He was still reluctant to let go of the hand holding the long knife.

Zabuzhan looked at the dead Chuanmaru with complexity. At the moment when Hilaria Kare was liberated, Chuanmaru did not relax himself at all. He just blocked the long knife in front of him and Chuanmaru. Chuanmaru suddenly turned around and snatched the long knife back from his hands, protecting his chest, and his back was completely hit by Hilaria Kare liberated...

Slowly put Chuanmao's body on the snow, and Zabuzhan's eyes showed a trace of sorrow similar to the sadness of the dead rabbit and fox. It was once a legendary Wunin Seven Ninja Knife. Three ninjas who were famous for this have passed away. Although Chuanmao has nothing to appreciate in quality, it was just that the last moment of the guard knife made Zabuzhan slightly stunned.

He shook his head, drove away the distracting thoughts in his mind, held his eyes and the full moon lying on the ground weakly. Aibu Wushou raised the beheading sword again, pointing at Shen Ba, who was about 10% of his strength, and said coldly: "Shen Ba, do you still have to continue fighting now?"

There was a sense of helplessness in Shiba's remaining one-eyed eyes. If he didn't do anything, perhaps the four ninja knives of the Fog Ninja would disappear here together with their secret skills.

Shinba unfolded the scroll blade of "Flying Drops", looked at the full moon half-kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "Don't cut, do you know the meaning of the seven ninja swords?" Zaibuzhan was slightly stunned, but Shinba did not stop because he was slightly stunned by Zaibuzhan's slightest moment: "The decapitation of the broken knife ranks first, not because it is the strongest, but because of its never-wearing characteristic."

Zai Buzhan glanced at the broken decapitation sword, frowned and said, "Never wear?!" Shen Ba glanced at Zai Buzhan and continued, "Just like the decapitation sword extracting iron elements from the blood and automatically recovering, in a sense, it will never wear."

The plot of the decapitation knife being left with countless small holes in the sewing needles strung with balls flashed through my mind, but when I went to search for it, I disappeared.

"The meaning of Flying Drops is as beautiful as its explosion. Sacrifice itself and burst out the strongest attack, like a flying bubble, blooming its peerless face at the moment of bursting. Because unlike the commander of beheading and the protection of the Taimeiqian, the meaning of Flying Drops is to burst out its own explosion for the continuation of the Seven Ninja Sword." Shiba's words became serious, overdrawing the tired body of Chakra stood up, and the only one-eyed eyes were left looking at the Aibu Slash in front of him, and said loudly: "Please take the move, and I, Shiba's last explosion!!!!!!!!!!"

The explosion runes on the droplets flew hideously and kept rushing towards Shiba's body...

"?---" Zabuzhan's figure appeared beside Shibuzhan, and heaved a droplet in Shibuzhan's hand with one punch. "Boom!!!!" The runes on Shibuzhan's body burst, but the interrupted ninjutsu did not exert enough power. A layer of black weird chakra instantly floated in front of Zabuzhan's eyes. The explosion that was not ready to explode was steadily blocked by the ghost shadow of Zabuzhan...

The smoke from the explosion slowly dissipated. In the remaining gray pit, Shiba lay decadently on his back. His right hand, which was twisted in a strange shape, pulled the unfolded scroll blade tightly, and the droplets spread out on a long side. The originally dense explosion runes had lost a lot. If you don't cut off, you can kick the full moon secretly attacking him, and walk step by step towards the deep pit that Shiba exploded...

Shiba opened his eyes weakly, watched Abushou slowly approaching step by step, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "The fate of ninja is to disappear as a tool in constant loss, just like the runes on the droplets..."

If you don't cut the broken beheading sword back behind you, you will spit out a faint voice: "Is there anything else to say? The Mizuna Ninji Seven Ninji Sword's Wuli Shiba..."

Shiba's somewhat scattered pupils emitted a last ray of bright light. He smiled "hehe" and murmured faintly: "Even the toughest slut, it will collapse one day, let alone a fragile person, cough cough..."

Shiba looked at the not-so-clear sky, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed: "The moment the droplets shattered are really beautiful..."

Zai Buzhan stood silently in front of Shiba until his last breath was restrained. Zai Buzhan glanced at the ghost lamp full moon that had just gotten up, and wrapped around the bandages that were scattered between his neck without any haste. A slightly hoarse voice sounded from under the bandage: "Little ghost, put away the so-called "Seven Ninja Knife"......"

Ghost Din Manyue gritted his teeth and stood up, silently restraining his ninja knife, sewing needle, piercing, and the last droplets. The ninja knife stained with his master was silently behind the ghost Dinman. Manyue looked at him unwillingly, and Zhang He's uneven triangular sharp teeth wanted to say something. Manyue put away his ninja knife and bent down to carry Shiba's body. A faint sound came from his ear, but the faint feeling was also filled with an indescribable sadness: "The destination of the ninja is where he died, and the seven ninja knife is no exception..."

Ghost Lamp Man Yue was stunned for a moment, stood up and down again, and did not cut it again. He stretched out his left hand, and the left hand of his body slowly turned into a ball of water, and said hoarsely: "Ghost man, next time, when I fully grasp the blood, I will take back the beheading sword behind you..."

Man Yue stopped saying anything, turned around and left, a faint bloody emanated from several different ninja knives. Who would know whose bloody they would be stained with next time... After a few more glances at the three corpses lying on the ground, they did not swallow their souls that had not left. They stretched out their left hand and rubbed their noses through the bandage. The faint blood stained the white bandage, and the strange red color was filled with strange colors...

Looking up at the sky that was not already clear, a few wisps of fine snowflakes fell from the sky, with a faint coldness, a faint beauty, and a few traces of indescribable taste. The white snow traces buried the remaining traces of blood and destruction on the snow layer by layer. Zabuzhan looked at the three bodies gradually covered by snow, and could not move away for a long time. The white snowflakes also painted a layer of white paint on Zabuzhan's body, just like the three people who were no longer breathing in front of him...
Chapter completed!