The faint light was immersed in the haze in the fog, and the suppressed murderous aura chaotic the entire permeable space...

Kakashi held Kyuba and protected his team. His originally tall body seemed more and more upright in confusion. His coldness and calmness portrayed his current performance, and his usual laziness disappeared.

The murderous aura that was floating in the fog did not arouse Kakashi's commotion. If you leak a flaw in the single challenge, you will lose.

Kakashi was indifferently scanning the surrounding fog color, and thought to himself: "There are many geniuses in the Fog Ninja. She is obviously only a few years older than Sasuke and the others, but she has such strength. Haha, it seems like we were in the war with Ninja..."

Compared to the so-called "Ming", Kakashi is actually more worried about the "Ghost Man" being called "Ghost Man". If he is also there, he will be in danger. Although he has the confidence to deal with "Ming", he cannot deal with Zhongnin and Xianin in seconds and without any harm.

Thinking of Kakashi, who was here, couldn't help but squint the corners of his eyes and stared at the fog for a moment.

Mingtou slowly stretched out his iron hand from his robe, and the sharp iron claws crossed in a mess, and a sharp sound of metal delivery was gently emitting a slight sound of wind. A slight blasted in the fog, and the wild wind mixed with space, and the vague wind roared between the finger claws...

Kakashi caught a trace of chakra fluctuation in the thick fog, and his figure turned slightly in that direction. "Hiss--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Kyuwu claws clashed with his iron claws, and the sparks fell on the masks that were close to them, and the different eyes showed the same hideousness.

The metal iron claws pinched the kunai, and the wind's hissing sounded between the metal. The sharp wind-attribute chakra squeezed into the alloy kunai that could not even burn the flames...

The sparks burst out made Kakashi slightly lose his mind, but after experiencing life and death, he instantly reacted. He put his left hand on his arms, grabbed Mingtou's arm, causing him to lose control of his strength in an instant, paused his feet, and drilled his knee into Mingtou's abdomen.

The sudden change made the head, who had hoped to severely damage Kakashi, who had been unable to react in time, and could only tighten the muscles in the lower abdomen based on their feelings.

"Peng--" The dull sound was like a hammer hitting the heavy tire. "Woo---" Mingtou couldn't help but whimper, blood poured out from the gaps of his teeth, sprayed onto the black mask, dyeing the mask with a slightly purple look.

Kakashi succeeded with a blow, without any mercy. He threw away Koushi, who was about to be scrapped with his right hand, and swung his elbow and slapped his head hard towards Mingtou's head.

Mingtou endured the severe pain in his lower abdomen, turned his head, and collided with Kakashi's elbow, making a dull sound of "bounce".

Mingtou pushed Kakashi's left hand against Kakashi's waist, broke away from Kakashi's restraint, kicked Kakashi's chest, Kakashi paused, and threw a whip leg at Mingtou. Mingtou bent his arm with an iron hand to pull the distance, and the blood slowly slid down along the forehead protection, wetting the corners of his eyes, telling the ferocity of Kakashi's elbow hit just now.

The fog color was much weaker in the center of the camp under Sasuke's Go Fireball, and Kakashi and Nether Tou could be seen clearly by Naruto and others.

Naruto looked at Mingtou, who was covering his stomach and hanging slightly, and then looked at Kakashi, who had almost no damage. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva without hiding his desire for that powerful yearning. Even Sasuke, a man with facial paralysis, couldn't help but show his fluctuating eyes.

The head of the dark head swayed his body slightly, preventing the other party from grasping his own trajectory. He thought to himself that the elbow hit would cost him at least 30% of his combat power. Damn, facing such a guy, he still wanted to break the other party's defense in that way. He underestimated the other party too much. It's not a loss for a guy with a name. It seems that he has to use that kind of power, otherwise he will have no chance of winning at all!!

Ming Tou reached out to wipe the blood on his mask, stroked the forehead that covered his eyes, and said slowly: "I can't see the Sharingan of the copy ninja. No matter if I don't kill the Lord, I myself cannot forgive."

The forehead guard with water patterns was slowly pushed up, and a vermilion-like eye was revealed, and a faint blood slid down the eye sockets...

Kakashi's nerves, which had been slightly relaxed because of the heavy blow to the other party, tensed up again, and a slight discomfort floated in her left eye under her forehead. However, the eyes without a single magma were obviously not the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan, but the pressure brought by that eye made Kakashi unable to help but caress the forehead that covered her left eye.

Kakashi's slightly cold voice sounded in the fog that was about to dissipate: "As a junior, you do have the ability to see this eye, but this time, you will be ended..."

The forehead guard with the wood leaf pattern slowly lifted up, and the slender scar was particularly obvious on the white face. The residual marks of the knife not only did not damage the temperament of the face, but instead added a hint of evil charm...

Feeling the clear chakra fluctuations in the air, the feeling of controlling the other person's next move floated into Mingtou's heart, accompanied by a slight pain and the pleasure of control, the trembling muscles were filled with a twisted and powerful feeling.

Unable to suppress his arrogant power, Ming Tou raised his head and roared: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The figure of Mingtou came at random made Kakashi not have time to react, "Bang-------!!!!"

A heavy punch hit Kakashi's face, and Kakashi's figure rolled out with the spurted blood. The intuition of the Uenin made Kakashi flex his arms and support him in front of his chest, protecting his chest.

The figure of the dark head flashed, and the figure hugged under the shadow of Kakashi. A chakra burst out from his feet, lifting his knees and hitting Kakashi's chest. "Bang---" the dull sound of the physical collision sounded in the air...

Kakashi took a hard blow in the air and quickly formed a seal. Before Ming Tou's next heavy blow came, he used a substitute technique to avoid it. The solid hardwood was kicked to pieces by Ming Tou in the air.

Kakashi, who was hiding in the woods, moved his arms slightly, and the exposed Sharingan kept turning, and the shock in his heart could not be concealed on the exposed face...

His Sharingan could obviously keep up with his speed, not to mention his body reaching the upper ninja limit, but he was ready to defend himself, but the opponent suddenly left the prediction trajectory and hit his head. Fortunately, the sixth sense raised in the battle of the thorn made a defensive posture. Otherwise, he would not have been able to continue fighting after being hit twice. Haha, but I have seen through it all...

After shook his head, Kakashi jumped out. After all, under those eyes, his chakra fluctuations would be noticed.

Mingtou, who was still hanging down, curled up slightly, turned his head to look at Kakashi who showed his figure. His bleeding eyes were ferocious like a beast, while his other eye showed a gloomy calmness... A hoarse voice slowly came through the mask: "Hmph, is Konoha technician copy ninja Kakashi not very good either..."

Kakashi stood up calmly, stood up steadily, without making a slight defensive gesture, and said lightly: "Oh? Is that right..."

Ming Tou grinned at the corner of his mouth under his mask, paused under his feet, and his figure rushed towards Kakashi again.

"Touch!!!" Ming Tou wanted to hit Kakashi's side ribs and was blocked by Kakashi. Ming Tou was slightly surprised but jumped away without any pause and attacked Kakashi again.

The iron claws that brought the wind to hiss collided with the Kuwu in the air, and silky sparks splashed in the faint wetness, and a few shallow scratches hung on the clothes of the dark head, and the shallow wounds were filled with fresh blood and radiant sweetness.

"Ding---" Kakashi's Kyuuba once again raised his legs and kicked Mingtou out. Mingtou rolled in the air, removed the force of Kakashi's kick, took a few steps back, stood on the ground with his body hanging down, and his bloody red eyes showed the ferociousness of the beast.

He secretly pinched his left hand tightly, and couldn't help but roar in his heart. His speed and strength were obviously beyond Kakashi's line with the blessing of this eye. Why can he block his attack every time? Damn!!!

Could it be that technique that can only be used? But his damn dodging ability made him have no confidence to hit the other party...

"Huh----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Sharingan's increased chakra control ability made Mingtou abandon the idea of ​​using the forbidden technique like Izanami, and instead turned to the wind attribute change that he had never tried - "teared"...

Mingtou slowly stretched out his iron claws and closed his intact eyes. The red beast eyes keenly smelled the slightest chakra fluctuations, and the "pseudo tearing" that can only be done in normal times surrounded the iron claws.

A trace of chakra was crowded towards the palm of the chakra, and the chakra was pressing against the fingertips. However, there was no sound of a gentle wind. Mingtou squeezed the chakra in his palm desperately, and didn't care about Kakashi who was pushing in step by step.

After the fog dissipates, the wind slid slightly, bringing a slightly cold and wetness. The silver dog and wolf lit their steps and secretly grinned their mouths. The sharp canine teeth were hidden in the dark kunai, blooming with a cold light. The little ghost twisted his body, grasping the secret blade in his hand, hoping to bloom a bleeding lotus, tearing the dog and wolf into it, the wind was gone and the leaves fell, and the next moment of life and death was shuttled between the knitting needles of the goddess of fate...
Chapter completed!