Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 63 Fighting (Part [-])
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The time was up, Lei Luo moved.

In less than a tenth of a second, Lei Luo arrived in front of Hanzo through the thick smoke and dust.

The ground under his feet was cracked in large areas, and there was a series of cracking sounds from the overwhelmed.

A large amount of soil and gravel was lifted up and rushed towards the surroundings like waves.

Wherever Lei Luo passed along the way, his body rubbed against the atmosphere violently, forming pieces of blade-like airflow, which forcibly opened up a transparent vacuum tunnel in the dusty environment.

Lei Luo paused slightly, and the heavy and wide cloak on his shoulders was straightened by the shock wave, completely parallel to the ground.

With his left foot as the center of gravity, Lei Luo's body rotated slightly, and a whip kick swept towards Hanzo's waist with an indomitable momentum, bringing out a scream.

Faster again?

Do you still want to repeat the old trick?

The two thoughts fell quickly, and Hanzo's eyes flashed with cold light, and the tachi in his hand was cut out after a short period of power accumulation.

The air-torn sharp edge formed a dazzling white light, and its target was Lei Luo's kicked right leg.

No matter how much Jue Ying's speed becomes faster, as long as the eyes can still see clearly, Hanzo's sword can keep up.

There was a sneer at the corner of Lei Luo's mouth, and the speed of kicking was not only not slow, but a little faster.

Tsk -- a leg spun away from Lei Luo's body, and passed Hanzo's side, bringing up a series of bright red blood beads.

Lei Luo didn't seem to feel any pain at all. With the help of this fast spinning force, his left foot was on the axis, his body drew a complete arc, and his right hand took advantage of the momentum to grab Hanzo's head.

The effect of inertia can make him faster.

At this time, Hanzo's sword had just been swung out, and it was too late to take it back.

However, that doesn't mean the battle is over.

"If this is your purpose." Hanzo's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something, but the speed of both sides had already exceeded the speed of sound at this time, and Lei Luo was destined to be unable to hear clearly.

"Then you underestimate the old man!" After the silent words, Hanzo's sword-holding hands trembled slightly, and then an inexplicable aura enveloped Lei Luo's heart.

"Swordsmanship. Two flashes!" Two cold lights seemed to emerge at the same time, attacking Lei Luo's wrist and chest almost in no particular order.

"It's amazing that he can swing the sword in time under such circumstances." Lei Luo stared at Hanzo's face with calm eyes, secretly admiring Hanzo's swordsmanship, it was really incredible.

However, Lei Luo did not panic, at least what happened so far was within his expectations.

After one leg, this hand can be regarded as given to Hanzo.

laugh!laugh!After the cold light passed, Lei Luo's right wrist and chest erupted with blood mist at the same time.

Hanzo's body trembled slightly, and the tip of the knife pointed obliquely at the sky, exuding a sharp sword aura.

This sword technique, double flash is Hanzo's hole card, he can swing two swords without any gap, the visual effect is similar to the sword technique of "Yan Fan", and it has almost reached the pinnacle of sword technique.

Of course, the physical burden on Hanzo is also huge.

"You still haven't withdrawn?"

Staring closely at Jueying on the opposite side, Hanzo's pupils shrank slightly, because the other party had been stabbed three times by him, lost his hand and foot, but still stretched out the bare severed hand at full speed, intending to touch him.

But before he could be surprised, an anxious voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Master Hanzo! In front of you is a shadow clone! Pay attention to the direction at six o'clock!"

Hanzo frowned slightly, he didn't know where the sudden voice came from, let alone who said it, but the tone gave him a vague sense of familiarity, as if it was a certain Aminin Jonin under him.

The information carried by time fluctuations, after a short period of wandering, finally arrived at the future it was supposed to arrive at.

The reason why he chose the delayed trigger was that Lei Luo didn't want to waste any extra energy on it, and second, Lei Luo was worried that Hanzo would realize from his subtle body movements or inadvertent eyes that the message was his own doing.

The tone of this message was deliberately shaped by Lei Luo in his mind to imitate an Aminin Jonin who had been killed, and the selected words were also carefully thought out by him, trying to arouse Hanzo's suspicion as much as possible.

Lei Luo was not surprised to see Hanzo's complexion changed slightly, he just held up his bloody arm and continued to reach out to Hanzo without a trace of hesitation.

Anyway, as long as the body can touch it and transmit the power of time, it doesn't really matter whether the palm exists or not.

Hanzo also sensed Lei Luo's purpose, and seemed to still want to touch him.

It's just that the inexplicable voice that appeared in his ears made Hanzo a little concerned. The other party asked himself to pay attention to the direction of six o'clock, which was right behind him.

Why is there such a reminder?A certain subordinate is secretly observing the battle between him and Jueying?
Or is it illusion?Spiritual mysticism?
At this moment as if time was frozen, Hanzo's thoughts surged in his mind: Jueying in front of him has been severely injured, but his eyes have not changed. He really looks a little dull, and maybe it will turn into smoke and dissipate in the next second.

As for the splattered blood, it is very likely that it is some kind of blindfold to cover up the essence of this shadow clone.

But there was no breaking news from behind, and there was no premonition of danger. Was Jueying's real body really hiding behind her and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack?
Lei Luo's severed wrist was still approaching inch by inch, and the dense bone stubble reflected a pale bright color.

Hanzo knew that he had to make up his mind, he didn't turn his head to look behind him, even the corner of his eyes didn't tilt.

Hanzo's face suddenly became extremely resolute, and even faintly revealed a sense of madness. The sword he held high slashed down, and the target was Lei Luo's head!

At this moment of life and death, Hanzo decided to trust his intuition!
The face under Lei Luo's mask was complicated. Since the start of the war, he finally couldn't help but speak the first sentence. "Sanjiao Hanzo, really should not be underestimated."

Even if you use your limit speed, the close combat can't achieve the goal at all.

At this moment, Lei Luo completely gave up the idea of ​​fighting with Hanzo.

"Quadruple speed!"

Quadruple speed, from the perspective of moving speed alone, is Lei Luo's triple speed and multiplied by four.

Three times the speed plus various ninjutsu buffs superimposed, Lei Luo's current movement speed is about 500 meters per second, multiplied by four is 2000 meters per second.

Lei Luo has never perfectly controlled the quadruple speed before, and it is the same now, even if he barely uses it, it is impossible.

It's just because this force is too powerful, it's not something that Lei Luo's current body can touch at all.

It is good to strengthen dynamic vision simply by using the time perception of quadruple speed, but if he wants to make any movements at quadruple speed, he will face a severe backlash in the first place.

Under the superposition of nearly six times the speed of sound, Lei Luo's fragile body will be cut into pieces by the oncoming surge of air blades. His body was incinerated.

But at present, life is at stake, and Lei Luo doesn't know if he can still use the reverse current after losing his head suddenly, so he can only take the risk of starting the quadruple speed.

Time seemed to be completely frozen, and all the surrounding scenes were frozen in Lei Luo's perspective.

Lei Luo couldn't feel the breeze, the air flow, or the propagation of any sound; the dust was stilled, the smoke stopped spreading, and tiny grains of sand were just suspended in the air.

The blade moved down inch by inch in mid-air, like a snail climbing, and Hanzo's ferocious face seemed to stay in the last moment, and then stay here forever.

(End of this chapter)