"Wow~~~~~~~~~" The sound of the flame burning grass rang out in the ice-blue chakra barrier. The red flames and the ice-blue barrier reflected an extremely beautiful color. The charred land exuded the burning breath, and the silky blood stains also left the original pure red luster under the burning of fireworks...

"Bang---" The hot fireball collided with the steel arm guard and burst open. A fireball that could explode out of the explosion was shot out. Ming Tou slightly dodged sideways, avoiding the kunai shot at his head.

Another fireball hit his vital point again, and Mingtou could only move his already numb arm again and use the steel arm guard to block the fireball shot towards him.

"Bang---" The hot fireball burst out on the hard iron arm. "Ding----", another fireball that burst out from the bursting fireball. The head that had just tightened its muscles to adjust its body was unable to contract its body again. It could only try to turn its head and not shoot it at its head.

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"Woo~~~~~~~!!!" The pain that penetrated my mind pierced into Mingtou's mind. Mingtou covered his blind left eye, squatted down, and used his iron hand to tightly hold himself behind each other. The explosion of fireballs chiseled the opponent in front of him into the ground, the floating soil spread out everywhere, dust splashed everywhere, and the gorgeous fireworks continued to swallow everything that could reach in front of him until the cruel heat was burned away.

Mu Youdi stood up, the place where the broken eyes had already swollen, the purple color had a feeling of rotten corpse, the sticky blood stuck to the wounds covered with burnt marks, and the tattered clothes made him feel indescribable.

Yetou walked silently to Mingtou, bent down and took off the forehead of the dead Shangren, and was about to hand it to his brother.

"Ding-------" The steel forehead guard was nailed to the ground by a kunai, and was nailed to the scorched ground burned by the flames. Cold words came from the giant tree: "Mingtou, you have lost one eye, do you think you are qualified to continue to be a ninja?" The frozen texture in the words penetrated Mingtou's heart, who was still staggering.

Mingtou was stunned and looked up at the giant tree. The face covered by bandages could not see what it was. It was just that the light yellow light emitted from the broken hair exuded the aura of an evil ghost.

"If you don't kill the master...I..." A disabled ninja will lose the qualification to be a ninja, especially these wandering rebel ninjas. Without the protection of medical ninjas, large-scale disabilities will end their ninja career.

Although I would not kill the Lord and take him with me, I have never suffered such serious injuries from such physical incompleteness. If I were abandoned, my body that was slightly stable was shaking again.

Yetou heard the words of Ai Bushou, and felt that the crisis of his brother was approaching. Yetou opened his mouth hidden under the mask, knelt down, and shouted: "If you don't kill him, your brother...even if you don't......" Thinking of the words that might have stimulated his brother, he stopped involuntarily.

"Hmph..." Aibubiao's pale yellow eyes revealed a playful smile, and the cold words came to Mingtouye's ears: "Good brotherhood, isn't it? But if that poor toy persists for a few seconds, how long can this rare thing last?"

"Chi―" Absin't slashed figure appeared next to the forehead guard nailed into the soil. The tall and thin body slowly bent down, connecting the forehead guard to pull out the Kuwu, and slowly walked to the front of the dark head...

"Bang!!!" A loud slap sounded in the barrier, and cold words rose in Mingtou's ears: "As a subordinate of a ghost, who taught you to imitate this word?!" Zaibuzhan leaned over and stared at Mingtou who was slapped by him. Zaibuzhan grabbed Mingtou's collar and slowly lifted him up. The side of the yetou couldn't help but shouted: "Bao Wuzhan..."

The cold eyes carried the devil's unique arrogance and forced the words of the Yatou back into his throat. Zabuzhan stared at Ming Tou who dared not look at him, and said coldly: "Maybe your battle is very exciting as a performance, but what are you using to protect your poor brother, my pity, or something, hum..."

"?―――――――Zai Buzhan slapped Mingtou to the ground. Bloodshots slipped from the corner of Mingtou's mouth that he dared not spew out. The fresh blood stains brought up the unique rose-red color. Zabuzhan slowly stood up, slowly took out a scroll from his sleeve, and threw it in front of Mingtou with the pierced forehead. He said lightly: "Since your strength is not enough, then accept the power of this curse."

After slashing, he waved his hand slightly, indicating that Shui Naique, who was outside, removed the chakra spider web barrier, and his figure gradually turned into a ball of water and disappeared into the barrier. Mingtou silently unbuttoned the scroll, and a test tube slid down into the test tube, and in the test tube with vitality bubbles, a scarlet eyeball surging in the translucent strange liquid. In the ferocious red eyes, the resentful cry of the dead was faintly heard, just like the demon who was eager to sign a contract with humans, calling the incomplete young man holding the test tube...

The ice-blue chakra gradually dissolved, but the burning breath in the barrier refused to dissipate for a long time, as if the dead soul had been cursing the land of the dead that it had resented...
Chapter completed!