The shallow snow marks silently covered the white earth, and the sound of the immersed snowflakes was so clear in my ears. The shadow of the decapitated sword hangs in the extended darkness. If you don’t cut off, the thin figure of Shui Naiku walked slowly on the snow. Only Shui Naiku left a line of shallow footprints on the snow. The footprints were dotted in the white area. The dents had a faint ripples and were destroyed by the falling snowflakes in the blink of an eye...

A few chaotic chakra splashed not far from the forest, and I caught a few familiar lines. My eyes, which had not yet faded my haze, tightened again, and the corner of my mouth covered by bandages, was coldly spit out: "Go!"

Zaibuzhan's figure flashed in the direction of chakra's fluctuation. Shuinaikui, who was still thinking about it behind Zaibuzhan, was slightly stunned. He followed Zaibuzhan's figure toward the place where chakra was splashing.

"Huch--Huch---" Mingtou set up an iron hand to block the several shurikens that were shot over, and put his younger brother and Bai Hu behind him. Before he could have walked out of the forest, he was chased by a group of fog ninjas. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he immediately dragged Yetou and Bai to fight and flee, perhaps they would have been dealt with in a few minutes. That's it. The tall and thin figure who had never taken action on the other side puts pressure on him only a little worse than Master Wuzhan.

The moment Mingtou was slightly distracted, a Shurijian penetrated into his shoulder without steel protection. Mingtou gritted his teeth without any moaning.

Bai held the thousand copies in his hand in a little hesitantly, and a shallow kunai scratched on the left side of his white cheeks, and the slightly red blood slid down the wound, making a charming scar for his holy face.

Yetou's wound was the heaviest among the three. Two kunai were inserted on his back, which was not strong. It was just that his brother's current scar did not make him tremble due to the bleeding. His arm with iron hands was unprecedentedly firm. The leader Wu Nin looked at the tall and thin figure behind him, and nodded when he saw him, and waved his hand to quickly capture the few little ghosts in front of him.

Dozens of Kuwuwang Mingtou with fireworks shot away. Bai's eyes were filled with sadness. It was impossible to block such a close distance. Although it was short but clear, it was just that clarity made me heartbroken. Sorry, if I don't kill Lord, Bai might not be by your side. It seems that I don't kill Lord anymore, he will no longer be in the dark...

The slightly salty tears were stained with red marks and there was no pain as I imagined, but a feeling of regret gradually emerged in my heart...

Mingtou cracked a corner of his mouth that he might not know if it was a smile. His iron hand once again protected his chest and secretly looked back at his younger brother. Yetou's mouth also outlined a mature smile.

"Boom!! Boom!!" A strong explosion sounded on the snow, and the tranquility that had not been disturbed for many years was broken again. The snowflakes accumulated on the branches were messy, as if the snow had become a little bigger. The smoke brought by the explosion talisman gradually drifted away, and dozens of kunai were scattered in the white of the snow that was turned over by the explosion talisman.

A layer of dark coldness gradually appeared in the hazy smoke, and the twisted murderous intent was raging in the empty snow. The figure with a cold air gradually walked out of the smoke...

The tears that lingered fell in the eyes of the little beast that seemed to be wandering and helpless, with a faint redness and a shallow crystal mixed together. Don’t you feel pain? Why are there such a similar smile on the corners of your mouth? Why are your heartache and compassionate? Why are there so many...

The white imitation of the withered daffodils reflected in the eyes of the unslashed eyes. The pale yellow pupils no longer had the same calm as before. The feeling of being taken torn into my heart, and the invisible blood kept flowing out, just like the blood marks flowing gently on the cheeks of the girl in front of me. The black ghost shadow instantly enveloped the entire space covered by the explosion of kunai. The strong explosion sounded like a tragic cry, which brought a mess of smoke and dust on the chakra shield, but could not bring a trace of fluctuation.

The soles of the shoes that were no longer cut into the snow, and they looked back at the white, who was still with the pity and gentle smile, and the moment they turned their heads, their yellow pupils scattered the madness of the ghoul who had devoured the flesh and blood of their gods. The splattering breath of chakra tore the bandage wrapped around their faces, and a faint white mist exhaled from the hideous teeth: "Shui Naique guards them..."

The words of command were not filled with emotion, but the Shui Naiki who had just arrived felt the deep hatred hidden under the deep calm words of Zaibuzhan. The broken decapitation sword slipped from behind Zaibuzhan. The decapitation sword slowly slid on the snow surrounded by so many ninjas. The moment the neatly cut-off blade touched the snow, a powerful hand grabbed the handle of the decapitation sword tightly. Two kunai shot out with the rotation wind. The figure of the evil ghost flashed away immediately with the dark blue ghost face condensed in the air, and the bloody breath spewed out from the uneven sharp teeth...

The tall and thin figure narrowed his eyes and looked at the ghost shadows that walked out of the smoke and dust step by step. The corners of his eyes under the hat gradually tensed, and the sign language signaled the Wu Ninja assassination troops beside him to watch. The faceless man got the signal from the Gao Thin Minja. With a wave of his hand, the four Wu Ninja assassinators pulled out the ninja sword and rushed towards the black shadow. The picture approached step by step, and the beheading sword slipped down. The moment the broken blade of the beheading sword touched the snow surface, the fastest assassinator who rushed to the fastest was less than five meters away...

"Chi――――――" The huge figure of the beheading sword slashed across the side without a trace of fancy. The wide and thick broken blade slid across the body of the first assassinator. The two swirling Khuna's winds burst out on the ninja swords of the slightly behind the two assassinators, and Khuna's arms were inserted into the arms of the two assassinators.

The pain only made the two assassins who had experienced countless times beat up slightly. Before they could adjust their ninja knife, a ball of blood in front of them cracked, and pieces of flesh hit them. The most urgent assassin was slammed into their chest by the big knife. He flashed his figure and appeared on the side of the assassin on the left. His uneven teeth bit the ring handle that pierced his shoulder, and a gust of wind blew in the ears of the assassin.

Numerous tiny wind blades appeared on Kuwu's blade. In addition to the connected arms, countless wind blades instantly tore the right half of the assassin's body to pieces. The minced meat and blood were no longer distinguished. They just wet the snow-white ground wantonly. Only the remaining arms with a few ribs fell on the snow and told their past existence.

The red liquid wet the face that never slashed again, and the whole vision was dyed red, and the pale yellow pupils showed hideous greed in the blood. The right hand holding the knife twisted his wrist, and the oblique decapitation sword was straightened up. The blood-stained blade cut off the head of another assassin who was stabbed in his arms. In the sudden blood rain, the blade of the decapitation sword greedily sucked the hot red liquid. In the blink of an eye, the decapitation sword returned to the length of his palm, and the new white blade was still covered with blood, like a flowing blood vessel, with fresh life.

The assassin rushed to the last assassin stopped his steps in a daze. The blood in the sky, the shattered body, the former companion's breath became incomplete. The assassinator couldn't help but secretly looked at the face in front of him with the figure wet with blood, the pale teeth, the dark kunai, and the pupils that exuded the color of an evil ghost, which made him take a step back, but his retreat was not forgiven by the evil ghost. The last moment of memory in his mind, the heavy beheading sword fell from the top of his head...

Blood splattered from his body that was split into two parts in front of him, nourishing the beheading sword that had not yet recovered. In three seconds, or even two seconds, the four assassinators were left with mixed limbs. After not slashing, they stopped and shook the beheading sword in their hands. The flowing blood with hot air slid across the tip of the knife to make up for the final incompleteness.

Zabuzhan raised his head slightly, glanced at the dozen or sox people who were still standing in a daze, and the tall and thin figure, a evil smile appeared on the corner of his blood-stained mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded sarcastically: "Haha, the shadow even has expired things like you. Unexpectedly, the shadow of the three generations of water shadow actually fell to the point of siege and killing a few siege."

Zabuzhan's pale yellow pupils became more and more ferocious, and the cold that was not similar to the sarcastic words in his mouth condensed in his tiny eyes. The tall and thin figure stepped forward, took off the hat on his head, revealing a face that was 70 to 80% similar to the third generation of Shuiying, and said lightly: "I suggested that the third generation deal with you, but I didn't expect you to have grown to this level." Although Shadow was slightly lost because he killed three assassins in an instant, he had been in the shadow level for more than ten years.

Zabuzhan held Kuwu's mouth with a grim smile. Before he knew it, the black ghost had completely covered the ground, covering all the shadows of the Fog Ninja. Zabuzhan stretched out his empty left hand and gently spit out the blood-stained Kyuubu in his mouth, sighing softly: "Shadow bondage?"

Countless slender minions crawled out of the shadow land, and instantly bound all the fog ninja hunting troops in front of him. The faceless person burst into a strong chakra when he was bound, barely breaking free. The shadow-like minions left countless small scars on him, and blood beads splattered from his body one by one.

The faceless person who broke free from the shadow of the three generations who were not bound by him looked directly at the shadow of the three generations who were not bound by him, and a smile of tricking arises at the corner of his mouth. A cold voice sounded in this world of zero: "Shadow Hell..." The black world came to the white world, and countless crying resentful spirits broke out from the black shadow land and rushed to wrap around the bodies of more than 10 bound assassins, and impatiently flowed with coveting and greed. "Chabar---" Zabuzhan's left hand was completely pinched, and the crisp sound from the joints was particularly clear in this black world...

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Almost pierced through the black sky, the flesh and blood were stripped away, and the blue soul was pulled into the shadowless land. The scream might be the last sound, until the dozens of fresh flesh and blood were left with pale skeletons. The heart-wrenching screams still sounded on the empty body, the sarcastic cry in the depths of the abyss, the endless hell, the body, and soul were stripped, the dead souls that fell into the abyss forever, the shadow hell......

The mourning gradually ended, the resentful spirit gradually became silent with reluctance and torn flesh. The black world slightly cracked, and a trace of light penetrated. Looking at the shocked "shadow" in front of us, a grim smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth that was not cut off again...
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