Chapter 646 The Only God

“Too old?”

Both Libra Onoki’s cheek muscles were twitching, and a huge nose became more and more protruding, and the dripping sweat on both sides of the nose was probably puffy.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Oh Yemu stared at Barloric who was vomiting blood in disgust, gritted his teeth and asked: “Which rank do you rank among the apostles?”

Baloric swung his umbrella sword and licked his wet mouth. The voice seemed to penetrate Ohnoki’s head directly, echoing directly in the opponent’s consciousness, and it was indescribably deep and gloomy: “Yarlin’s subordinates are more than just Only the apostle, I am the prisoner Baroque Lakefield!”



Although there are only four prisoners left, the strength of each prisoner is beyond the scope of the eighth rank, which can be called a terrifying combination.

“prisoner?!!”

The faces of Ohnoki and others became more and more ugly, and the information about the prisoner was zero. He glanced at Jiraiya, whose face had already told him the answer.

The air fluctuated strangely, Terumi Ming’s heart twitched fiercely, and the horror of death made her instinctively take a step back.

There was a blood line in the chest, the ribs were cut sharply and neatly, the slender cracks pierced the heart only an inch, and the blood spattered and shot an invisible blade in front of him.

“Someone!”

Terumi Ming’s scalp numb immediately, hot water mist burst out of her body, corroding the surrounding air, and a figure slowly emerged in a circle of fuzzy ripples.

The dark robe was revealed, underneath was a dark blue military uniform, with a flat hat on his head, and an unlit cigar in his mouth. He was looking at the crack in Terumi Ming’s chest with a regretful look. A bit disappointed that he didn’t kill it with one blow.

“Who are you?” Terumi Ming stared at him with lingering fears, her eyes glaring, she was only one step away from death just now.

“Prisoner, Hilliu!”

Gently wipe off the blood stains and smell remaining on the blade, Xiliu bit off the cigar in his mouth, and the whole person disappeared instantly and disappeared in the air, leaving only a cold and playful voice in the air: “The killing game continues to begin. , I’m very curious that you can avoid me by a few swords!”

Terrifying killing intent filled the air, Terumi Ming’s heart contracted. She raised her head and glanced at the huge ship floating in the sky. The so-called beheading plan was a joke. They probably didn’t even have the qualifications to walk in front of Yarlin alive.

Under the former blood fog policy, Terumi Ming is naturally familiar with “silent homicide” and various methods of assassination and assassination, but there has never been a method like this strange prisoner that hides his whole body into the air. In the middle, there is no trace at all.

The nerves were immediately tightened to the extreme, and the scorching hot air wave rolled and extended in an attempt to catch the trace of Xiliu’s movement.

If it is a ninja, he can still perceive the fluctuations of Chakra. Unfortunately, these strange enemies, whether they are apostles or prisoners, basically do not have the breath of Chakra, and even the invisible breath of living beings is unusually weak. .

Here, Terumi Mei stood tremblingly on the spot, her terrifying killing intent locked her in, making her afraid to act rashly at all. The transparent blade had not yet appeared, and another terrifying crash crashed down.



Like a heavy steel smashed down, the ground exploded into a huge pit, and then a cheek with jet-black fish gills, eye pupils were cold-blooded shark-like eyes, and a man with two fangs in his mouth suddenly jumped out and held him in hold. With terrible power, both palms stretched into a dazzling phantom and slashed towards Jiraiya.

The palm of the wind is like a knife, and the forest is unmatched. Even if it is far away, the air is cut and exploded, and sharp cuts appear on the ground in a staggered manner, appearing in the shape of a triangular awl.

“What a terrible physical technique!”

Ji Lai also feels that the air in front of him is bursting. Each of the countless continuous palms is not illusory, but the speed is so fast that the afterimages are frozen in the air, but the strength is superimposed. A huge wave like a rushing sea slapped over.

Fairy Mode•Big Flame Bomb!

Standing at his feet, his hands were rapidly forming a seal, his mouth opened and a scorching fire dragon spewed out, shooting straight towards the past, and then he heard a continuous horrible muffled sound.

The jetted fire dragon trembled violently, and those palm knives all turned into steel-like pitch black. Under the continuous slashing of a hand knife, the burning flame was violently beaten out with the air, and the roaring fire dragon’s head was shattered. The fierce dragon’s body shattered into countless pieces, and the flames were crushed by successive fist winds before they hit the ground.

The clothes were squeezed inward and stuck to the skin. The fist wind blows on the face like a knife to split the skin. The whole body suddenly burst into countless blood holes, and the whole person’s eyes are protruding, and he pauses in place like a corpse. Then he shot backwards and flew out suddenly.

He fell heavily to the ground, and Jiraiya seemed to fall apart. There were blood holes all over his body. A large mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth, and he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, his eyes bloodshot staring slowly as he walked slowly. Murloc.

Prisoner, very peaceful!

He didn’t even say anything, he didn’t even bother to give his name. His steps seemed to be slow and fast, and he appeared next to Jilaiya after only a few steps. The broad and thick soles of his feet stepped on Jilaiya’s skull without mercy.

Bang!

The ground shattered, and a terrifying footprint appeared. Jilai also dodged in embarrassment, swallowing the blood from his mouth, and numerous silver hairs on his back sprang out fiercely.

Jinping stood there and didn’t move, because a black flame floated out of the void, burning the shot silver needle into ashes, and a black robe blocked the two of them.

“Jilaiya, can you still see the situation clearly? You have no hope, even if there is no trace of it!”

With a dumb voice, an evil and stern face appeared under the opened black robe, the scarlet kaleidoscope writing wheel was spinning faintly, and Da Shemaru held the grass pheasant sword in his hand and said: “If you insist on going to death , Then I will get to know you personally!”

At the same time!

Tsunade stood behind Jiraiya, and the blood-stained Hokage robe dragged heavily across the ground. Her body was full of chakra bursts like a terrifying tail beast, her fists squeezed and creaked, with a chilling sound. Said: “Jilaiya, the unification of the Ninja world is an irreversible destiny. Join us, this is your only choice!”

Ji Lai also got up. He looked at two strange and familiar faces. His grief and despair were about to explode his entire chest. He looked up at the battleship covering the sky. A dark iron throne stood on the deck. Yallin Dama Golden Sword was sitting there, like a god patrolling and overlooking the world!

The only god!

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