Human Beings In Konoha, Collecting Corpses On The Battlefield For Ten Years

"Illusory Technique! Xia Follower Technique!"

Printed!

Along with the flow of Chakra, a pure spiritual force spewed out, covering the Tuhe who was in anger.

In an instant.

After Tuhe's vision was temporarily distorted, the appearance of Qífēng in front of him changed, and it seemed to be the existence he feared most at this time, Orochimaru!

At the same time, one after another Konoha Shinobi, bloody and full of hatred, appeared from every corner, holding all kinds of endurance tools, knotted with all kinds of seals, and locked him.

"Orochimaru!!"

Tuhe roared and forced his anger to cover up his inner fear.

One of the main points of the use of illusion is that when the enemy is affected by his own emotions, the power of illusion will far exceed normal.

The greater the fluctuations in the influence of the magician's own emotions, the greater the power of the illusion.

At this time, Tuhe was already wounded, but also full of unwillingness to witness the death of his companion. After being hit by Qífēng's illusion, the whole person fell into a state of madness.

Jieyin!

"Earth Style! Geodynamic core!"

Rumbling--

Although Tuhe was affected by the illusion, most of his strength was still there.

With the emergence of Chakra's frenzy of not wanting money, this Earth Style ninjutsu is quite powerful.

The whole ground began to roar continuously, the towering rocks were uplifted, and the flat ground suddenly sank.

The terrain changes accordingly.

Qífēng, who wanted to take the opportunity to attack, changed his face, stopped moving forward, and drew back.

Large-scale offense is extremely destructive, and he doesn't want to face the hard steel at this time.

At this time, Tuhe was like a tiger that was only injured, showing its fierceness and showing cold fangs when facing anyone, raging everywhere without any tactics.

In Qífēng's eyes, Tuhe looked like a headless fly, attacking the clearing violently.

He can only choose to avoid his edge.

Husky meets a tiger?

Let's hide first.

But in the sight of Tukawa, his attack successfully repelled Orochimaru and severely damaged a large number of Konoha Shinobi.

With a disheveled hair, and howl arbitrarily, Tuhe looked crazy.

But, soon he was stunned.

Because those Konoha Shinobi who were repulsed by him, suppressed by him, crushed into powder, appeared in his sight again.

Still the same look, the same action, the same position.

After a brief stupefaction, a calm flash in his crazy eyes, his thoughts just turned, and he figured out the reason.

Angrily stared at "Orochimaru" not far away.

"Illusion!!" gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

But seeing "Orochimaru" grinning openly, showing a penetrating smile.

I saw that his hands were already imprinted, and the faint voice was silent, but it was clearly transmitted to Tuhe's ears.

"Illusion! Nairo sees Technique!"

Like Shadow Clone, from all sides of Tuhe, a large number of "Orochimaru" were "drilled", all with a playful smile.

Tuhe's spirit was in a brief trance.

In the blink of an eye, they found that these "Orochimaru" had already appeared beside him, forming a circle to surround him.

"Earth Style!..."

Tuhe just wanted Jieyin to perform ninjutsu, but saw...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

These "Orochimaru" burst like a balloon, and a large number of moist, smooth snakes of various sizes dropped from the sky, covering his surroundings, and many more directly fell on him.

Facing the snake with its sharp fangs, Tuhe shuddered subconsciously, and the shadow given by Orochimaru once again enveloped his heart.

Before he had time to move, I saw these snakes blaringly torn a gap in his body, twisting his body, and swinging his tail from these wounds to get into his body.

Suddenly, thoughts of nausea, fear, and rejection were flooded.

His hands slapped on the body frantically, without the strength of the silk milligram.

Suddenly, blood splashed, and these snakes that intended to penetrate into his body were beaten to death, strangled, and crushed one by one by his own hands.

But in the eyes of Qífēng not far away, Tuhe's behavior is tantamount to self-harm.

Every time an unrestrained slap seemed to be slapping a snake, it was actually self-mutilating. The blood that burst out was not the blood of the snake, but the blood of his own.

Suddenly.

Tuhe, who was already covered in blood, was more like a blood man crawling out of a pool of blood.

The difference is that the blood on him before was someone else's, this time it was his own.

His complexion became extremely pale, his feet staggered, and he knelt on one knee.

With the passing of blood, the flow of Chakra in the body was disordered, and he broke free from the illusion.

He raised his head and looked at Qífēng who was standing on a towering rock not far away, with unclear bitterness in his heart.

At this time, he finally calmed down.

After there is no blood to deliver oxygen to the brain, the feeling of fever in the brain also goes down.

But he was not happy, because he could clearly feel his own state.

Weak, tired, and depressed.

Qífēng quietly grasped the emotions that he couldn't control for a while, and used it as a basis to create an illusion, which caused him, who had a certain amount of combat power, to become what he is now.

Unwilling!

What can you do if you are unwilling?

I saw Qífēng put his hands together again.

His mouth fluttered, and he uttered a few words lightly.

"Illusory Technique! Shackle Technique!"

Click! Click! Click!

The wooden shackles that appeared out of thin air, bone-like chains were drilled out of them, and wrapped around Tuhe’s wrists, ankles, waist, abdomen, neck and many other places. The bones chains were covered with fine barbs, as long as he had any point. The abnormal movement will be accompanied by the pain of piercing the bone marrow.

The whole person opened his arms, folded his feet, and stood stiffly in Qífēng's line of sight.

What made him even more desperate was that Qífēng never meant to approach him again from beginning to end.

Just watching from a distance and smilingly, the distance between the two has become his most desperate gap.

nonsense.

Of course Qífēng won't come close. Others don't know the strength of Tuhe. I just witnessed Qífēng entangled with Orochimaru with his own eyes. Isn't it clear?

Take a look at the surrounding environment, it is a masterpiece born in the hands of Rock Shinobi who seems to have been seriously injured.

The ghost knows if he has any other cards.

Qífēng stood, watching quietly.

This situation lasted for a while, Tuhe's eyelids were heavy and slowly drooped, the red blood filled the pits under his feet, and the dripping blood made a crisp "ticking" sound, which appeared in a quiet environment. So abrupt.

Qífēng thought for a while, and shook his right hand out of thin air.

"Bone escape! Bone spur Technique!"

A pale, sharp bone slipped out of his arm and was held tightly in his hand.

Push your feet and throw it hard!

Puff!

The bone pierced into Tuhe's chest.

"burst!"

Next second.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The sound of puncture is endless, and a large number of fine bone spurs spew out from the Tuhe body, directly stringing them into a white-bone hedgehog exactly like Qífēng.

After doing this, Qífēng was quietly relieved.

It should be dead.

Just stepping out, a tingling pain pierced into my mind, instantly as if my head was about to explode, the pain was unbearable.

However, the pain comes fast and goes fast.

While his body was covered with sweat, his complexion became a little pale.

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Illusion is really troublesome."

Combining the consumption of spirit, the layout of the illusion, the grasp of the situation and the factors that need to be considered in various aspects, illusion is an abnormally brain-burning way of fighting.

After defeating two Rock Shinobi in a row, with the blessing of experience cards, Qífēng also felt that his head was not enough.

But these two battles let Qífēng thoroughly understand the power of illusion.

The point is that the combat method of illusion really fits his combat philosophy very well.

There is no need to get close, no dangerous physical contact, to slowly grind the opponent to death, this kind of fighting method is really too stable.

Outrageously stable.

After taking a few breaths, he took out a cigarette from his arms and took a deep breath in his mouth.

With the stimulation of nicotine, bitterness fills the mouth.

It slowed down a bit.

Jumped off the stone and walked to the side of Tuhe's corpse.

Qífēng showed a slightly surprised expression.

"Red light? Although it is very faint, it is indeed red light..."

The red light, that is, the red corpse, represents the quasi-shadow!

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