The Bald Thug of Uchiha's Family

Zhishui saw the face of the person who shot him at the moment he launched the instantaneous technique, and his heart sank slightly.

He held his own knife and fell to the side of the open space, his expression full of dignity.

“Why not me?”

Uchiha Genzo appeared on the branch, looking condescendingly at the acquaintance who was guarding him, his tone was flat.

When talking to Nagato, he noticed the fluctuations in the breath here.

Because of mastering the cells between the pillars, his current perception ability has been elevated to an extremely exaggerated level.

Another one, the breath of Zhishui, he was really familiar with it.

So he rushed over directly.

“Today is the time to decide everything. Haven’t you been looking forward to this moment?”

The fetters between the two have always existed.

This is also the reason why Xuan Zang always loses his breath several times.

Both of them understood all this in their hearts.

But at this time, as Xuan Zang said these words, the atmosphere began to change.

“As much as I want! I will completely end the mistakes you made. This is what I have to do as a former companion.”

Zhishui pointed the knife in his hand at the Xuan Zang on the tree, and the blood filled the eyes of the writing wheel.

“Come on then!”

A sizzling electric arc began to emerge on the surface of Xuan Zang’s body.

This time they both knew it was the long-lost end battle.

The air became thick, and several withered leaves fell from the place where they were growing.

There was a flower in front of him, and the two figures disappeared in place, while the intertwined leaves in the air were hit by an unknown collision, and they scattered all at once.

Xuan Zang and Zhishui just collided together.

The two Ninja swords made a crisp sound, which seemed particularly crisp at the edge of this forest.

Zhishui raised the knife in his hand above his head, while Xuan Zang’s knife was pressed from top to bottom.. ……

Due to his high and low posture when he shot, Zhishui was at a disadvantage in this match and could only passively defend.

He blocked Xuan Zang’s attack, but his feet sank deeply into the ground, and the spider-web-like cracks scattered around the feet.

The legs gradually bend, and it is obvious that Shishui is still invincible in the confrontation of power.

Chakra circulated between the two blades, making infrasound sounds like a fading sound between each other.

“This time, I won’t lose, I bet on the faith of a ninja!”

Shishui resisted the pressure from Xuan Zang, fixed his eyes on Xuan Zang who was facing him, gritted his teeth.

When he was speaking, there was a pulsation of light in the eyes of the writing wheel, apparently launching an unknown ninjutsu.

“Ordinary illusions are of no use to me. Even if they are displayed with the help of the writing wheel eyes, they are only in vain under the suppression of stronger pupil power.”

A smile was drawn at the corner of Xuan Zang’s mouth, and San Gouyu’s writing wheel eyes also showed a strange fluorescence.

With a sigh of relief, Zhishui’s body trembled slightly, then he moved his gaze away and jumped toward the position behind him. .

He had just used the illusion technique and wanted to hit Xuan Zang by surprise, but under the pressure of the opponent’s pupil power, the illusion technique was directly bounced back.

He didn’t use the illusion that lodged in his eyes again. After using the “Farewell God” last time, he dispelled the idea of ​​continuing to use Xuan Zang.

Because the other party obviously has a way to deal with it, and it has been prepared.

“Let’s give it a go, there is only one person who can leave today. I hope that person is myself, how about you?”

Repulsing the illusion of Shishui, Xuan Zang did not retreat, but continued to pursue it.