Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha.

Chapter 137 Sadly brandishing a knife
Third Eye stared at White Fang.

Then he looked in the direction of the cliff, and according to various signs, now he has a little aftertaste.

Bai Fang and Chong Ji are a small team, and they can only receive and obey the direct orders from Mito.

Many of the new generation of ninjas may hesitate to order from Mito-sama.

But the ninjas from that era were different.

Although stepping on the tail of the era, White Fang is also a ninja from that era.

Then, combined with the Tailed Beast Jade, the situation is obvious.

Nine-Tails Jinchuriki Sealing Ceremony.

Mito-sama is dying.

Sadness came from it for a while, but I had to confirm it with my own eyes.

Moreover, Hokage had no reason to be blocked by ninjas from his own village.

In the psychic smoke, a giant Fuma shuriken appeared, grasped in one hand and carried behind his back.

Anbu behind each drew out their weapons, but only made gestures without making a move.

Hokage took action himself, whether it was a trick to please the boss in the workplace, or something else, it was not their turn to do it.

Unless, there is a clear order.

The battle is imminent.

Immediately, a white light shone on the White Fang dagger.

The two looked at each other, not giving an inch in their momentum.

The naked killing intent collided in the air.

The turbulent whirlwind swept the fallen leaves and flew past.

In an instant, Sandai threw out his shuriken vigorously, followed by Yuyin.

Ninja Shuriken Shadow Clone Art
Not an ordinary shadow clone.

Ordinary shadow clones shatter when touched.

The shadow clone of this ninja has a hardness comparable to that of a steel ninja.

During the illusion, the sambal pattern rotates rapidly, and Zhili silently memorizes this seal.

One by one shurikens appeared in the air quickly, and in an instant, a dense group of shurikens formed, sweeping toward the position where Bai Fang was oriented like a storm.

Next to Bai Fang, Zhili made the first move, raised his foot and stepped out indifferently, his body was suspended in the air, and he fell straight to avoid the group of shurikens.

And Bai Fang crouched down slightly, his legs gathered strength, and accompanied by the flash of lightning, he aimed straight at the group of shurikens and burst out.

Several fang-like white sword marks flashed across the air, and all the shurikens along the way were slashed and exploded, turning into chakras and dispersing powerlessly.

At this time, Bai Fang rushed out from the group of shurikens, squatted on the ground, and with the strength of his leg muscles, he shot out again like an electric explosion, directly approaching the third generation who bore the brunt.

Drag blue and white lightning along the way.

So fast!

The pupils of the third generation shrank.

Is this White Fang? The rhythm of the fatal explosion.

as well as……

Third generation's eyelids twitched.

In front of him, White Fang maintained a strange low-lying and fast-running posture, and the dagger in his hand seemed to be aimed at...

The third generation's hands quickly formed seals.

earth escape. earth flow wall

When the mud was spit out from the mouth, the thick rock wall quickly rose from the ground.

Whether it is breaking through the rock wall, or bypassing and attacking from the left and right, it is bound to slow down.

And after slowing down...

what?
San Dai raised his head sharply, and the figure of Bai Fang in the air leaped out quickly, followed by a dazzling white electric light directly in front of him.

White Fang He threw White Fang out.

This move was too unexpected and unwise.

The third generation tilted his head, and Dianmang slashed across the side armor of the helmet, leaving a dark knife mark. When he glanced slightly, he found a thin rope of thunder light tied to the short handle of the knife.

This is?

The answer is given in the next second.

Bai Fang's dagger was deeply nailed into the ground, and then Lei Guang grabbed the ground tightly. At the end of the Lei Guang's lanyard, Bai Fang, who was supposed to fly out due to the momentum of inertia, gave his body a sudden mid-air jerk through the anchor point of his grip. The figure changed direction suddenly, and fell straight towards the third generation below.

It's really a lightning attack that doesn't give people a breather at all.

Sandaimu's footsteps were strong, and he moved sideways to the right at a very fast speed. On the way, he raised his hands and quickly made a mudra, followed by his abdomen bulging.

Fire Escape. The Art of Fire Dragon

A fierce fire dragon rushed out of its mouth.

At this moment, Bai Fang, who was about to land in mid-air, could not avoid it.

It's a must.

The fire dragon engulfed White Fang's figure, and when it rushed out, it left behind a piece of scorched and smoking land.

Missed!
Because there is no corpse left in the fire chase.

When the pupils of the third generation shrank, the ground under his crotch cracked, and a dagger with fangs and flashing white thunder came out first.

Noticing the strangeness, a coldness swished across Sandai's crotch.

This guy!
So the way of fighting is so disgusting and difficult! !

Three generations wanted to curse, but now there is no time.

Step hard, lean back and back away.

After only two steps back, Bai Fang jumped out of the ground like a fish with a sword in hand.

The eyes of the two meet...

This distance is already a super close hand-to-hand combat.

Sandaime fought back, reaching out and grabbing Shirato's right hand holding the sword.

This thing is too terrifying, and its performance must be restricted.

"Lend me your hand!"

Saying that, Sandai exerted his strength and twisted Bai Fang's wrist.

Painful, Bai Fang let go of the dagger.

But at the same time, White Fang kept silent, raised his knee and violently slammed into Third Generation's crotch.

San Dai stretched out his hand with a dark face, ready to block it.

At the same time, with the help of White Fang's hand, the other hand began to quickly seal the seal.

Bai Fang took a look at Yin, and hit the crotch of the third generation with a knee!

Hand blocked, but not completely blocked!

In an instant, the third generation's face twitched, and he looked at Bai Fang gloomyly, holding on to Bai Fang tightly to prevent him from escaping, his abdomen swelled, and a mouthful of water spewed out.

Water Escape. Iron Cannonball

The watermelon-sized water bomb hit Bai Fang's chest head-on, sending Bai Fang flying powerfully.

This guy……

Normal people shouldn't be able to get up.

it's over!
The third generation hissed and sucked in the cold air.

It really hurts! ! !

Looking at Bai Fang who got up in the distance, the corners of San Dai's mouth twitched, and after a little thought, his eyes locked on the wet clothes on Bai Fang's body.

Oh shit!Biosteel!

Go back and buy a pair of underwear with your own money!absolute! ! !

White Fang is so ruthless!

"As expected of the Third Hokage-sama."

How cruel!
A normal man would never be able to get up after such a blow. This trick has been tried repeatedly by White Fang since he was a student.

"It seems that ordinary means can't easily subdue you, Mr. Three Generations."

White Fang coughed a few times as he spoke, and the splash of water hit him hard, a thunderbolt shot out from his hand, he attached the White Fang dagger, and retracted Bai Fang's hand.

The third generation's eyelids twitched.

With White Fang and without White Fang, the threat level is two different White Fangs.

The third generation didn't want to play with Bai Fang anymore, mainly because the bottom was numb now, so he had to slow down.

But White Fang seemed not to give it a chance.

So I can't care about Hokage's face.

Sandai gestured with a dark face.

The Anbu from all around came out instantly, staring at Bai Fang covetously.

White Fang scanned his surroundings.

There are people who know, and there are people who don't.

They are all elites, and it takes a lot of effort to clean up one of them.

and so……

Zhili, come out quickly! ! !

But Jiri didn't move.

Anbu on his side didn't move either.

White Fang held the dagger solemnly.

Like a wounded lone wolf.

"Go on!"

Hit him!Beat to death!
The third generation shouted with a sullen face.

The corners of his mouth twitched, hissing for cold air.

White Fang fought with many Anbu into a ball, and there was a sound of crackling and clashing weapons.

When he hit it, White Fang was puzzled.

Zhili, why are you just watching!
and so……

I seem to have sent it again.

White Fang waved the knife mournfully.

(End of this chapter)