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Chapter 135 Fight; feast

The leaves are flying in a mess, and the rushing group of snakes rushes into the dust on the ground. The power is like a group of running rhinos, but the shining blade shows a ferociousness that is different from nature.

Several rocky wood blocked the snakes and was buried in countless poisonous snakes in an instant. The hard snake scales squeezed the gravel wood into pieces.

If you don't cut it in front of the huge group of snakes, you're as small as a grain of sand on the beach.

The huge waves buried the golden beach, and the tiny grains of sand were also submerged under the surging snake waves.

Orochimaru slowly stood up and pursed his sticky mouth. A touch of playful color flashed through his strange snake eyes. In addition to the slow release speed of the Wanshe Luo Formation, a huge enough sea of ​​snakes can be comparable to S-level ninjutsu.

The squeezed sea of ​​snakes condensed into a curled mountain, and countless sharp swords pierced the snake scales, stirring the bound prey like a meat grinder. The cold snake blood accumulated under the huge snake mountain, like a pool of blood-colored lakes.

Orochimaru's evil snake eyes were filled with interest. Although he didn't believe that he would be knocked down by one move, he thought he would dodge, but he never moved his own steps.

A "hissing" sounded in the constantly stirring Snake Mountain. Ashes slid down with the gaps of the snake scales, like shattered hourglass. Gray marks peeled off from the inside of Snake Mountain. The Snake Mountain, which was more than ten meters high, fell almost one meter away. Ashes fell, and the huge Snake Mountain gradually collapsed.

The group of snakes aged in the air and turned into droplets. Scattered venomous snakes twisted their bodies to escape the hills of ashes, but they could only be buried in the soft hills of ashes and turned into a grain of ashes...

Zabuzhan's figure slowly walked out of the ashes, the noise stained with clothes was shaken off by wind marks, the pale yellow eyes were covered by paleness, the strange white covered the entire eyeball, and the slightly hoarse but without any emotion spoke indifferently: "Orochimaru, you really disappointed me..."

But the smile that was raised on the cheek was not in line with the sound that appeared in the air. The pale eyes seemed to look down at the statue of an ant...

Orochimaru opened his mouth, a python surged out of his throat, and a sharp blade spit out from the snake's mouth, constantly stretching and stabbing towards Zabuzhen who was standing in place.

If you don’t cut Weiwei, you will turn sideways, take a few steps forward, stretch out your left hand to pinch the grass? The sword blade’s blade body, and said lightly: “Don’t you know that the longer the sword blade, the more difficult it is to control, Leng Jun…”

If you don't cut your waist and twist it, your right arm will shrink and your elbow will hit the sword body. The powerful force generated by the leverage principle will hit the grass sword together with the python and Orochimaru and hit it into the land.

The person who takes the attack of the magic weapon is stupid 13. Even if he doesn't kill, he has confidence in his own defense, so why should he dodge it?

If you don't cut off your left hand, you will raise your foot and step on the sword body and say lightly: "It's a bit boring..."

"Chi-----" The sound of the sword blade piercing the body sounded from the chest, and Orochimaru's hoarse voice sounded vaguely behind him: "Is that so, I won't kill you again..."

A sharp sword pierced through it and then did not cut off the left back, and then came out in front of his chest. He looked at Orochimaru who was hit by his own attack and looked at the flesh that was molted. A molting body lay there, and the "grass" under his feet twisted and turned into several poisonous snakes and scattered.

After slashing, he reached out to hold the grass that pierced his left chest? The sword body said lightly: "It's really sharp..."

Zaibuzhan's figure turned into black water and slipped down. Zaibuzhan's figure slowly stepped out in the darkness not far away and said lightly: "It's not a loss for Orochimaru, the deal was settled like this..."

"Peng--" "Orochimaru" that stayed in place turned into smoke and dissipated. The falling grass? The sword was nailed into the earth and buried deep in half of the sword body...

Orochimaru's figure slowly walked out of the shade of the tree, gently hooked his fingers, and a wisp of blue flashed across the sword and flew back to Orochimaru's hand. Orochimaru slowly swallowed the grass? Sword into his belly, pursed the corner of his lips, and smiled faintly: "Hehe, if you don't kill the Lord, you will be an interesting person..."

No one smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. The paleness in his eyes slowly converged, revealing his pale eyes...

Without any awareness of a latecomer, Orochimaru turned around and walked towards the base, as if this was his base. If he didn't smile, he would slowly follow the two of them.

In the scorching sun, the world covered by the darkness seemed a little cool. The humid environment seemed particularly comfortable for snakes and ghosts behind it, until a gentle greeting broke the cold node.

"I won't kill my master..." Tianshi's voice was slightly tender and sounded in the darkness, just like a broken lamp in the endless light, reflecting the last ray of light. The beautiful sacredness made it difficult to complain. Even Orochimaru's Leng Yi's snake eyes flashed with a chaotic light...

A trace of pale flashed in the pale yellow pupils, covering up the weakness that appeared for a moment, and said lightly: "Bai, the hospitality asked Shuinaikui and the others to entertain the guests..."

Bai nodded slightly, gently said, "Hi" and ran into the house. Just as Bai turned around, the white-haired boy raised his head slightly, met those familiar eyes, and the memory was pulled in the moment...

Just like the smile that can dismantle all defenses now, Junmaru couldn't help but hang down the bone knife in his hand...

"Do you have the most important person?"

"?"

"hehe..."

The slightly narrowed eyes are really beautiful. Is that the most important person? What is that? Why is she so happy even though she has nothing around her? A murderous aura shattered the obsession with the smile. Junmaru couldn't help but turn around, holding the sword to protect the girl and herself behind the sword.

The pale yellow pupils, the face wrapped in bandages, the inexplicable hatred and the blood that scares me make it difficult for me to move.

The raging tyranny was restrained in an instant, and the cold words covered the indescribable warmth, which was a bit like sunshine, but did not belong to me: "It's time to leave, white..."

Yes, it is this kind of smile, faint, unconcealed purity and holiness: "If you don't kill Lord, you will be the most important person to waste me."

The beautiful smile is like a little flower with a faint fragrance. Looking at the girl gradually moving away and huddled in the arms of the tall figure, I don’t know why I feel nostalgic and uncomfortable, as if I have been taken away...

Until I met that little flower, there was...

The most important person you are... Orochimaru...

Facing those jade-like eyes, Bai Wei was stunned. The two red marks on his forehead were familiar, but he couldn't remember them clearly. He slightly pursed his pink thin lips, outlined Liu Yue's thin eyebrows, filled with a sweet smile, and turned around and walked towards the depths of the darkness...

Orochimaru looked at Junmaro, who looked at Bai's back with a faint look, and a hoarse voice sounded: "If you don't kill Jun's subordinates, you're very good, haha..."

Zai Buzhan said coldly: "It's just a tool that cannot be seen. It's far worse than the child around you. Humph, this little devil is used to blood..."

The cold words accompanied by the slightly evil smiled face, which was indescribable coordination and distortion. Orochimaru felt the cold chakra breath of Bai Canyuan, glanced at Kunmaro beside him, and said lightly: "Kun is really good, but it's a pity. If you don't kill Jun..."

The cold voice makes people unable to tell the difference, but unfortunately it is the white qualification, the use of no kill, or the chakra attributes that are inconsistent with your own reincarnation container...

Kunmaro was quietly waiting beside Orochimaru, as if the words of talk did not exist. In the hypocritical words of Aibuza and Orochimaru, the deep darkness revealed a faint light, which reflected a slightly dazzling feeling in his eyes.

Minaki was waiting at the door, slightly leaning towards Zaibusan and Orochimaru, and a soft voice sounded from her white throat: "Sir Aibusan, Orochimaru, please come to the table..."

A simple column table was filled with a few elegant side dishes, and a pot of sake was placed in the middle of the table. Orochimaru smiled slightly, stretched out his slender tongue and licked it slightly, leaving a wisp of stickyness and said lightly: "I won't kill you anymore and live a good life..."

Undeniable smile, he slowly walked into the mat, reached out to signal Orochimaru to sit down, Orochimaru noticed the remaining mucus, reached out to pursed the corner of his lips, lifted up his long kimono, and sat down cross-legged.

Under the bright light, the figures of the five people in the room were long. The shadow of the snake enveloped Leng Yi's boy, while the ghost was slightly set off by the figures of the two girls.

Perhaps, apart from transactions, there are not many things that need to be communicated between Orochimaru and Zaibuzen, because any information disclosure will lose the interests of one's own side. The light banquet seems a little cold and depressing without realizing it...

After all, as the hospitality party, I was waiting for Orochimaru to take out some useful things, and then Buzunzhan reached out and rubbed his forehead without eyebrows. Looking at the depression of both parties, he said lightly: "Shira, take Jun out for a walk, um, Mizunaki, you can also step back..."

Junmaro looked at Orochimaru in front of him, and knew that Orochimaru nodded slightly before following Shiratsu out of the base.

Shui Naique slowly walked deeper into the base until the haze swallowed the light blue figure.

Three breaths gradually moved away from the small pillar table. Aibushou and Orochimaru each pursed a strange smile. Since they had already chosen the partner to cooperate, if the only way to verify the other party's strength is to fight, then how to get the greatest benefit for themselves is only at this small negotiating table...

Under the dim light, the snake was constantly swallowing and spitting out the bloody red snake letters, hiding its fangs, alerting the beasts in front of it, and the evil ghost also silently licking its sharp claws, guarding against the snake's fatal biting marks...
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