The fog spreading in the face of the fog did not bury the sight between Kakashi and Zabuzhan. The surrounding fog was like the walls of the ancient Roman gladiator, surrounding the slight wetness brought about like the hustle and bustle in the gladiator.

The sound of metal collisions had already been heard not far away. The head of the head had already attacked the rookies. After the sword was killed, he slowly pointed the beheading sword at Kakashi on the opposite side. The dark sword's back was faintly shining in the slightly hazy fog.

long......

The strong chakra erupted at Zabuzhan and Kakashi's feet. The decapitation sword dragged onto the ground, splashing with crisp sparks. The air was cut by the thin ninja knife and made a ferocious roar. The fog was stirred slightly by the splashing chakra...

The sword drawing technique is used to the beheading sword. Although it breaks through the slowness of heavy weapons, the white thin blade is even faster. The white edge brings away destruction in the fog. The uncanny trajectory is full of dangers, as if the fangs of a lone wolf, if you dodge a little, you will be squeezed by the wolf kiss.

The decapitation sword had no time to fully swung it, and the perfect arc shattered the moment before it was completed. The white short blade cut into the shadow of the knife, and the flashing lightning light was transmitted through the blade's body.

Absouzhan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, feeling the faint numbness from his palms, and exclaimed secretly that even his nearly perfect body could not be immune. After all, even the famous ninja from Yunzhi Kingdom could cut a thin layer of skin tightly.

Kakashi paused slightly and left. The sword that was almost certain to be blocked was blocked. That power completely suppressed his sword technique.

If he didn't kill him, Kakashi, who was retreating from the beheading sword, turned his waist and forced a few inches back in the air. The wind pressure attached to the beheading sword only left a shallow scratch on the ninja vest.

The moment Kakashi landed on the ground, his figure did not retreat but advanced. His silver hair and shining sword light cut two white marks in the air.

"Hiss~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

The sudden thunder, instantly, dazzling...

"Zheng-----!!!!"

The beheading sword was filled with metal friction, and the short ninja knife instantly sprinkled dozens of knife marks with electric light. The beheading sword had only a few times, but there were countless tiny wind blades that splashed.

The White Tooth Blade slid across the blade of the decapitation sword, rubbing a string of fireworks. The invincible lightning eroded the body of the decapitation sword. The sharp blade twisted slightly, tearing the costumes of the Seven Ninjas of the Misty Ninjas and tearing a light wound. The red blood did not leave a trace of defilement on the pure white blade.

The wind pressure on the beheading sword splattered, and dozens of wind blades shot out everywhere. Kakashi, who had not planned to escape, had instantly carried dozens of scratches on his back, and his blood was spilling out wantonly.

The wind blade, the sword light, and the lightning were chaotic in the narrow space, and countless small wounds cracked on the two of them. In any case, the clothes were stained with blood in a few breaths and could not find their original color.

Kakashi waved the ninja knife in his hand, and the Sharingan captured every twilight of chakra in the air. The originally deadly wind blades barely dodged, leaving only enduring scars on his body. The familiar feeling, the slightly dyed blood with a shallow temperature, and it was hard to tell whether it was the enemy or me, but that warm feeling, just like my father's fallen body, and the remaining warmth that had not dissipated...

The glory of the flag-wood that never dared and was unwilling to spread bloomed in this short white-toothed blade. It restrained its sharpness for a long time and suppressed its resentment for a long time, allowing the sword technique inherited from the family to be fully exuded. The wolf's fangs bite at will, and the wisps of blood splashed were like the faint plum blossoms on rice paper, but with only a few wisps of unpopular blood.

Aibu Slash suppressed the anger in his heart, tried to adjust his body and dodge the deadly sword light. His speed, strength, and physical strength were far greater than Kakashi in front of him...

The feeling of being suppressed cannot help but come to my heart, feeling the pain caused by the scars on my body, and the feeling of struggle that had been lost at some point came to my heart, enduring the pleasure of fighting in the battle, the blood that slipped with my own blood, and the twisted fragrance made Aobu Biao unable to resist swinging the knife, swinging the knife, and swinging the knife again...

The decapitation sword, the blade of white teeth, the white and black sword lights collided freely in the narrow fog cage, the wind roared the skin, the thunder shining violently, the blood overflowing struggle, the twisted piano music...

The silence that had been suppressed for a long time erupted at the moment when the White Tooth Blade roared, those faces brushed by the memory, the cold eyes of his father when he was in the city of Nobu, the cold eyes of his father after his death, the "kindness" of Lord Naruto standing on the "grand shore", and the resentment deposited in his heart was blew in the blade that should have been filled with coldness.

Kakashi waved the White Teeth Blade in his hand like crazy, and in a trance, he saw the unwillingness and resentment in his father's unclosed eyes. The White Teeth Dance bloomed in this moment...

After gaining the power closest to "God", the divinity, that kind of reason and contempt will be abandoned at some time. It is obvious that as long as you use the shadow, you can completely defend against all the damage, and it is obvious that you can use the power of the taboo to erase him...

But the unwillingness in my heart and the indescribable fear were vented throughout my heart. The frozen state of mind was broken and my mind was already upset. Only by swinging the knife, only by swinging the knife can I protect what I want to guard, even if, even if I finally forgot the original intention of swinging the knife......

"Ding-----" The slash of the beheading sword was blocked by the white ninja knife again. The white-toothed blade, which was once so sharp that even blood could not be left, was covered with solidified blood, just like a bit dirty beheading sword.

The bandage on his face had broken a few strands, and the scars with a faint blood were exposed on his face. He pressed his arms down, and the decapitation sword pressed down fiercely.

The sewing-cut mask revealed its fair face, but only a few tiny blood marks with blood stains slightly distorted the initial beauty. The force of the beheading sword made me feel unbearable. I don’t know how many times my arms have been numb and kept the white teeth sharp enough, and it also consumed too much chakra...

Kakashi twisted his wrist and the white-toothed blade slid along the decapitation sword, and inserted it into his throat that could no longer be cut...

If you don't cut the big knife, the bandaged hilt will steadily block the knife that strikes the throat.

Haha, the situation has turned to my side. The initial scar has healed slightly. Although the physical strength is consumed a lot, it is nothing to this body. Humph, Kakashi, you have reached the limit, right?!

If you don't cut off the pale yellow pupils, a ray of rays appeared, and the corner of your mouth under the bandage couldn't help but smile. The beheading sword was swung again, and the tearing sound had already reached its limit. The next moment might turn into "sharp".

Kakashi barely avoided the slash that he had been killed by Aibu. He once again carried several tiny scratches on his left shoulder. When he straightened up slightly, he realized that his legs were already sore and numb. Has his physical strength reached its limit? Is the guy in front of him a monster?

Haha, is it a ghost? The tiny dead fish eyes reveal a wisp of madness deep in the heart...

The person who embarked on this ninja path has already twisted his heart? He can't get rid of the blood, so how could he care about the last bite of the enemy who pushed him into a dead end....

The ninja knife was thrown up, and six brief seals formed in an instant. The loud voice of thousands of birds sounded in the fog, and they were inserted into the opponent's chest. A dazzling blow exploded in an instant!!!

If you don't cut your right arm and pull the beheading sword across your chest, you will instantly take out a kunai from the ninja bag with your left hand and penetrate it into Kakashi's chest. The chirping Chidori hit the wide face of the beheading sword, and a faint charred black splashed in the lightning...

"Chi――" Blood overflowed, and the dark kunwu blade buried in Kakashi's chest, and red blood flowed out freely without any pity. The beautiful lightning slowly converged, and the ninja gloves he was wearing were already broken, and a few strands of cloth and half of the iron piece told its former existence.

Kakashi's fair fingers were slightly twisted, with faint burnt marks, staying on the surface of the decapitated sword. Except for the burnt marks, there was no other damage.

After Wushou opened his mouth slightly, blood slid down the corner of his mouth, and a faint smile appeared on Kakashi's surface. The white tooth blade in his left hand was buried in the side ribs that Wushou had, and blood slowly flowed out along the groove like wolf teeth...

The bloody mist gradually dissipated, and Kakashi and Zabuzhan's figure solidified together. Kakashi stretched out his right hand, which had been dislocated several fingers, grabbed the blade of the beheading sword tightly, not caring about the pain of the blade tearing his palm. He pulled out the white teeth blade in his hand and stabbed it in...

Without slashing, I pulled the beheading sword in my right hand, and inserted it in my left hand and pulled it out...

A ray of breeze gradually blew away the fog, and the remaining metal collision sounded still from Kakashi and Zabuzhan to stop and stop, with some sound and powerless feeling. The conclusion of victory and defeat was floating in the fog, just a bet with life as a bargaining chip. Perhaps no one can see the final result clearly...
Chapter completed!