The rain was no longer as anxious as it was at the beginning, and gently hit the muddy with water, causing shallow ripples.

Akai breathed heavily, hoping to gain control of his body earlier. It was just a side effect of the Eight Gate Dunjia, which made him "huff" like a worn blower.[..com]

He stepped forward to Akai step by step, and cut the samurai sword in his hand slowly. Akai got out of trouble, but his dull body let the samurai sword cut a long bloody mouth behind him. A handful of blood-red dress, which had already been unable to tell the color, bloomed with a handful of blood.

He continued to slash without any care. However, when he took his life, he slightly twisted his wrist and cut a piece of flesh and blood with the sharp blade, allowing mud and water and filth to fill the gap. Akai turned into a mud and blood man in a few breaths...

Akai's physical skills are unquestionable. Even at the extreme disadvantage here, he struggled to avoid the traces of a knife that was slightly waterproof but could be seriously injured...

The large amount of blood loss made the entire vision blur, and even if it scattered, the ears couldn't hear clearly. In a trance, Akai couldn't help but lose his mind slightly...

The sword that swept the sword to his ankle did not dodge. The sharp samurai sword ruthlessly cut off Akai's tendons. The sword frowned slightly and hit the guy in his face. He had not played enough, so he had no value to continue playing. Humph, fortunately, he seriously injured Kakashi from the beginning. Although he could not break through the "turbidity" at the peacock, it was impossible to guarantee whether Kakashi could cause a fatal blow to him.

If he didn't cut his foot and stepped on Akai's back, he would be unable to continue rolling. He inserted his samurai sword hard.

"Chi——" "Woo~~~~!!!"

Blood splashed along the blade, and the samurai pierced Akai's chest and lungs, nailing him to the muddy ground. Even a tough guy like Akai couldn't help but scream, and blood rushed into his throat and spurted out of Akai's mouth.

Zabuzhan stepped on Akai and pulled out his knife. He wanted to make up for another move. Akai had no idea where the strength came from, and suddenly turned over. Taking advantage of the step of Wuzhan, he staggered and hugged Zabuzhan.

If you don’t cut your heart, you will think it’s not good. In a trance, you can’t get rid of your spirit. The thunder behind your ears has sounded, “Tooth Blade Rayche~~~!!!”

The dripping rain and the gloomy sky could not block the brilliance of the lightning. The black skin care climbed up and could not cut off the agile body. "Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak

"Chi———" A cold feeling passed through the back and chest, and then a hot commotion surged out of the chest. He opened his mouth slightly, and blood slid down the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help looking at the chest. The white short blade pierced the protection of the "turbidity". The faint thunder slowly disappeared, and the bloody red slid down the blade. If you don't cut it, you look back in disbelief. Kakashi held the knife in his right hand and leaned on the handle of the tooth blade in his left hand, and forced the tooth blade into his body...

The sputtering lightning was burned by the "turbid" corrupt corpse demon purple, burning Kakashi's hands, probably due to the inertia of rapid sprinting. Kakashi's left finger bones were separated from the flesh palm, and his teeth were dry against the hilt of the tooth blade, and his left leg seemed to have fallen over, twisting and wandering on his body.

"Punch..." The tooth blade squeezed out from Zabushou's body inch by inch, "Touch--" A heavy elbow was chiseled hard on Kakashi's head, and Konoha's forehead was cracked and fell into the muddy water. Kakashi's body, which was already at the end of his strength, fell on the ground and made a muffled "touch" sound.

If you don’t cut off, you hunched your body and kicked Akai who was holding you tightly, and you can’t help but shake your body slightly, and you will not let yourself fall down. Blood gushed out of your mouth uncontrollably, retracting the wounds outside the skin. The tiny black tentacles inserted into the body, sewing countless broken blood vessels and organs...

Zabuzhan wanted to stand with a samurai sword, but the land under his feet had already been soaked by the rain. A piece of the samurai sword was inserted, and Wuzhan couldn't help but fall down. His teeth bit the tip of his tongue, stimulating his drowsy head. Kakashi's knife pierced his heart. Even if the wound was 'turbid', the blood that was pierced and gushed out of the heart was mixed in his body, making his body feel uncomfortable.

"Vomit——" Shenza's sticky blood was spit out from his mouth, and he narrowed his eyes slightly without slashing. He never thought that Kakashi, who had been forced to the waterfall technique, could stand up, let alone use such a powerful knife skill. Kakashi's left leg should have been cut off by the torrent mixed with broken wood and stones.

If you don’t kill me, I will return my thoughts to myself. If I want to heal my wounds in a short time or even restore my combat power, it is not impossible. I will use the power of the dark teeth Huangquanjin. I originally rely on half of the dark teeth Huangquanjin to suppress the resentful spirits in my body. If I can control it for a short time, I will lose less and less...

Feeling the dozens of figures hiding in the dark, and then slowly narrowing the pale yellow pupils. The black shadow sneaked into the water of the rain, silently searching for the beheading sword that was washed away by the waterfall technique...

I knelt halfway in the vague rain curtain, letting the raindrops wash over my already wet body. The blood on the corner of my mouth was washed clean by the rain. I silently thought of Kakashi's stunning knife. I didn't see the moment of the knife, but Kakashi's knife was inserted horizontally, not the slash of the knife. Even the "turbid" skin care could not stop it. Humph, how many things are hidden in the Hashimu family...

The beheading sword has been put away by "turbidity". If you don't kill the blood in your mouth, you will pull out the samurai sword and slowly stand up. What you think is still simple. An important person like Naruto will definitely have Anbu to follow and protect, not to mention that this time, he will have the tasks of various family forces.

Zabuzhan took a deep breath and looked at Kakashi and Akai who was lying on the ground with a little disappointment. Kakashi would definitely not die. He didn't know whether Akai was dead or alive. It was a pity that he didn't cut off his head...

I didn't cut the water on the left side of my eyes and walked away slowly...

The rain marks began to converge at some point, and even the little bits slowly disappeared. The raindrops stained on the branches and trees slowly dripped, pretending that the rain was still falling, but the first ray of sunlight pierced through the already shallow floating clouds, reflected on the crisp water, reflecting the colorful light...

Neji looked up slightly, a ray of sunshine came into his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn around slightly and looked back, but the pale pupils could not show any emotion. A slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears: "Neji, you really surprised me..."

Neji trembled slightly, turned around and leaned over and replied, "I won't kill my master..."

He waved his hand again and said slowly: "If you get used to the competition, it will be difficult to kill. If you get used to the killing, it will become difficult to fight..."

Ning Ji lowered his head even lower, and responded with a sense of shame: "Hi, I won't kill my lord..."

Zaibuzen didn't say anything anymore, slowly walked towards Yinnin Village. Neji secretly looked up and saw Zaibuzen's face somehow pale...

The road to Echo Ninja Village seemed strangely calm. Perhaps it was like this. Maybe he was injured and couldn't help feeling sentimental. Even if he got into one foot, the white boy still died. Haha, it should be said that because he got into one foot, the white flower would wither so perfectly, right? If he didn't cut off the corner of his mouth, which was not covered by bandages, a malicious smile appeared...

The snake's nest is as cold as it was at the beginning. I don't know how long a snow-white figure has been waiting there. After a long journey, Zabuzhan showed a smile. For the first time, I felt like I was in a story, a plain story. After a tired journey, I could see my lover's smile as soon as I got home. It's a pity that this is not the so-called "home".

Without slashing a few more flashes, he appeared in front of the waiting girl, slightly suppressing his own excitement that seemed a bit ridiculous, and said slowly: "I'm back, white..."

Bai Qing raised her little face, squinted her eyes slightly, showed a light smile, opened her thin lips, and said slowly: "I won't kill my lord..."

Aibuzhan stretched out his hand to stroke the white hair, closed his eyes gently, as if he could still see the day he picked up the white hair. If possible, he probably picked up the white hair.

Aibu Shou gently stretched out his arm, hugged the girl in front of him, buried her head between the girl's black hair, and deeply smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.

A light blush floated on his white cheeks. All he could do for the person in front of him was tolerant. When he felt the warm breath in his ears, the white and light pink cheeks were even more peach-colored.

After enjoying the comfort of the safe haven for a while, I turned around and glanced behind me slightly. Neji had not arrived yet. After all, I was a little uncomfortable in front of me.

Zaibuzhan looked at Bai's pale pink cheeks and asked softly: "How is your time going, Bai?"

Bai slowly looked up and looked at Zaibuzhan's face. A trace of worry flashed in his soft eyes. Although Zaibuzhan's face had almost recovered, only a ray of sick pale was noticed by Bai from his slightly red face...

The wind sways gently, with the fragrance of flowers floating everywhere. Perhaps only the wind that cares can be understood by the carrier...
Chapter completed!