Chapter 181 Collapse (IV)

"Tick...Tick..." The sticky blood slid down from the black surface of the decapitation sword, and the flesh and walls (sweat, the previous chapter, the flesh and walls were blocked...) like broken meat balls, deflated...

Zabuzhan stepped out of the toad's stomach step by step, and the sticky red color continued under Zabuzhan's footsteps. He twisted his neck slightly and said lightly to Jiraiya, who was removing the psychic technique not far away, "It's really disappointing. Jiraiya, don't you think this kind of thing can trap me, right?"

Jiraiya closed his hands together, hummed, and said lightly: "That ninjutsu just now took a lot of chakra, use ninjutsu to treat sealing techniques..."

Zabuzhan carried the beheading sword that was still stained with blood, raised his head slightly, and said coldly: "I am still at the peak of ninja strength. I am not a comparison between a guy who is old and still has the ninja world. Hum......"

Jiraiya finished sealing with both hands and shouted: "Pseudo Immortal Art Gouyoumon!!!"

The two toads squatting on Jiraiya's shoulders folded their hands together, and the storm and flames spurted out from the mouths of Shenzai and Shima. Jiraiya's mouth bulged up, and a mouthful of heavy oil spurted towards the blending wind and fire.

"boom!!!!!!!!!"

The flames soared in an instant, and rushed towards the entire street that was shrouded in the brutal slash.

No longer slashing the flames that were rushing towards him, letting the heat that could melt metal swallow his figure. The rolling flames slapped dozens of centimeters of land like sulfuric acid, sweeping dozens of meters before barely stopping. The remaining fireworks burned the remaining oxygen on the street, making a "hissing" sound.

Jiraiya narrowed her eyes and looked at the figure that was so difficult that it was so unclear that it was covered by smoke in the fireworks. A little tricky feeling was deeply engraved in Jiraiya's heart.

"Hmph, Jiraiya, isn't you left with such things in such a place in your life? Humph..."

"Tread, step, step, step..."

The dull footsteps drown out the smoke and dust, and the thin figures of the tall and thin figure gradually became clear in the smoke. The raised head deeply embodies disdain, and the pale yellow eyes showed a contempt, suppressing the hoarseness in the bones from behind the bandage: "Since this is the case, the mad ghost of the Sannin is not necessary!"

If he doesn't kill his figure, he will dodge to Jiraiya.

Jiraiya instantly understood his mistake. When high-level ninjas were single-on-one, a large-scale seal ninjutsu was completely used to help the other party practice the substitute technique. No matter how powerful ninjutsu was, it would be useless if they could not beat them...

Jiraiya had no time to avoid the beheading sword that was no longer slashing, and could only change the seal style and shouted: "Ninjutsu·子子子!!!!"

Jiraiya's long hair spread out, growing tens of centimeters, condensed in clusters, completely covering Jiraiya's figure, like a silver hedgehog.

"Ding——!!!" The beheading sword collided with Jiraiya's awl-shaped hair, and it actually made a metal collision sound. After the broken eyes were no longer cut, he froze, "Hiss~~~!!!"

Fengxi instantly floated on the beheading sword. The hair that was as hard as steel in the last moment broke open. Jiraiya instantly removed the ninjutsu and flashed to one side, but the wind blade brought by the beheading sword was still cut through a thin wound. The white hair was flying in the air, telling the beauty of blood-stained flowers...

Jiraiya got up and reached out to touch his waist. The scorching pain and the warmth contaminated on his hands made him realize his injuries. Although he did not hurt the vital points, the pain of twisting his limbs and the wounds that had no time to deal with were definitely at a disadvantage in this shadow-level war.

Zaibuzen did not continue to pursue, but climbed over a few times, jumped to a high place, and turned his eyes to the examination room of the Chunin exam. The vaguely visible light of the lilac light was gone. Zaibuzen cursed in secret, and Orochimaru had finished his life after fighting Sarutobi in less than an hour. He couldn't solve Jiraiya at all. The urge to be too fast to deal with Shadow Level is not something to deal with. You know, when you have the advantage, it is the best way to grind to death bit by bit. It's a pity now...

Aibuzhan lowered his head slightly, looking at Jiraiya, who had slightly left the battle circle, stretched his wound with a bandage, and said lightly: "Jiraiya, it seems that Orochimaru has played enough, and my mission is over here. Humph, I won't let you go to this next time I see you..."

As the words condensed, the figure of Aobu Slash slowly dissolved into the shadow and slowly dissipated...

Jiraiya looked at the place where he disappeared without slashing. He started to rush to the examination room of the Chunin exam, thinking secretly, "Old man, don't die, if you don't slash, I will never forgive you!!!

Zabuzhan took Bai and Neji slowly to the retreat agreed with Orochimaru. Although it was a miserable failure, after all, more than a thousand elite ninjas of the Sandnin grabbed the front line and after rushing out of Konoha, it could be said that they were smooth all the way.

Zabuzen stopped slowly and said to the air in front of him: "Orochimaru, it seems that you have been taught a good lesson by that old man Sarutobi..."

Yinnin and the other four men slowly walked out of the shade of the tree, Orochimaru unnaturally lowered his hands and said coldly: "Hmph, I'm just being humbled by that old thing..."

I saw that I was disrespectful to Orochimaru after all, so I wanted to scold him, but I met those light yellow ghost eyes, which had no feelings and were like dead objects, which made him swallow his words again.

Zaibuzhan didn't care about the anger and fear in the eyes of the little ghosts. He looked at Orochimaru's hands that seemed to be burned, frowned, and said lightly: "Has it hurt the soul? Orochimaru, hum, I didn't expect that the old guy who was so decaying could still take out such things..."

Orochimaru narrowed his snake's eyes and said lightly: "Haha, it seems that he is very knowledgeable about the soul if he doesn't kill him..."

After closing his eyes, he said lightly: "Although I don't know very well, if I don't have that kind of thing, my body would be burned into ashes by the suppression of this world..."

Orochimaru's yellow snake eyes trembled, and the burning pain of his palms was as Zaibushin said. Although he thought he had a very thorough understanding of the soul, it was not the same thing as eliminating the soul and transferring the soul. Orochimaru slowly stretched out his burned hands and asked Zaibushin: "Aibushin, do you have any suggestions for these hands?"

After turning his neck, he changed the topic lightly: "Can Leng Jun, the last part of the filthy land reincarnation, be delivered here..."

A cold light flashed in Orochimaru's eyes. After all, he was not good at fighting with Zabuzhu. He slowly stretched out his tongue and rolled out a scroll from his chest, throwing it to Zabuzhu.

Zabuzhan reached out to catch the scroll thrown by Orochimaru. After confirming it, he stuffed it in a ninja bag and said slowly to Orochimaru: "Soul is related to human energy, just like a person will recover after resting when he is tired. The soul is the same, but this time will definitely not be too short. Another method may be through medical ninjutsu. Perhaps, Tsunade, among you three ninjas, can probably do it..."

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes and listened to Zabuzen's narration, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, I need to find that old friend to sit down, hahaha..."

Orochimaru's figure disappeared into the woods with Yinin and the other four. He no longer cut off the bandage and raised a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to him lightly: "Let's go, Shiraku..."

Neji, who was following Bai, couldn't help asking, "If you don't kill the Lord, the third generation, um, is the third generation Naruto dead?"

Zabuzhen turned slightly, his yellow eyes showed a hint of indifference, and he said lightly: "You are already a rebellious man, my Konyoji, but that old guy, the third generation of Naruto, is really dead, hum..."

The cold words gradually disappeared from the beginning of mockery. Aibu Shou slowly looked up, looking at the sunlight through the leaves, a trace of sadness in his heart as if the rabbit died and the fox was sad. Haha, even the guy who once stood at the peak of the ninja world was dead. Do you want to really stand at the peak of the ninja world? It is not enough to treat it as a "person", and even the strongest "shadow" in the five major ninja villages cannot do it...

Neji's figure stuttered slightly, and then he remembered that he was no longer Konoha Ninja. He reached out to brush the scratch on his forehead, and a bitter smile couldn't help but cracked a corner of his mouth. Although he couldn't evaluate what the third generation of adults were, it was just that the third generation of adults was really a good person...

Neji shook his head, abandoned the simple and childish thoughts in his mind, and rushed towards Zabuzhan and Bai Weiwei who were away. Since he had already escaped from that prison, then fly in the ninja world...

The sun slowly converged in the air, perhaps it was approaching dusk, or maybe the weather became gloomy, and there was a dark feeling, pressing on the body a little dull, just like Konoha behind the Giant Gate, the broken home, perhaps with a little sparked ashes, the remaining corpses, and the blood-stained ninja tools suppressed this ninja village that had just left a small-scale war, and the heaviest straw in people's hearts was the soul of the entire Konoha - the third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Sasuke was also lying forever in the Konoha that he always guarded...

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Chapter completed!