People in Konoha: Vector Control

"Everyone knows that you Konoha can't afford to die!"

The three generations of Thunder Shadow's hideous smiles look brutal and cunning!

It seems that what he wants to hand over is not his own life, but a stone.

"Die in the hands of a strong man like you, I am as willing as li!"

"It's just that little ghost in my family, I'm afraid he won't let Konoha go!"

"Once you kill me here, you will definitely fight with Konoha endlessly!"

"However, as long as you promise the old man, from now on, the Thunder Shadow and the Human Pillar Force will never appear on the battlefield of Konoha!"

"Heh......"

Sora narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cold arc.

Although it is ridiculous, the three generations of Thunder Shadow do have the capital to put forward such an opinion.

Even if he could cut through the opponent's defense, it was obviously extremely difficult to kill the three generations of Thunder Shadow in an instant.

Once the other party starts to slaughter the ninjas of Konoha without regard for his life, he will not be able to stop the other party.

Feeling the sunset red in the distance, half worried and half timid, the killing intent on the empty body gradually restrained.

The battle spirit in his eyes is getting higher and higher!

"I'll just give you your consent, White Yaksha!"

Feeling the momentum of the changes in the empty body, the smile on the face of the three generations of Thunder Shadow was full of ease!

He pointed to the scar on his chest and said to the air.

"White Yaksha, this scar is a shame for the old man's life!"

"Please, when you kill me, turn it into the glory of the old man!"

"Are you ready to die, Thunder Shadow?"

Sora placed the source blade into the scabbard, leaned forward, and held his right hand on the hilt.

"I can't ask for it!"

The three generations of Thunder Shadow clenched their hands into fists, and the electric light on their bodies converged wildly!

"Let's go!"

Seeing this scene, the cloud ninjas shouted with tears in their eyes.

Sensing Thunder Shadow's determination, they turned and began to flee!

This is their leader's chance to win with his life!

In the next moment, the two moved!

Poof!

The source blade suddenly came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed out!

The cold blade stabbed into the wound on the chest of the third generation Thunder Shadow!

However, there was a hint of triumph in the eyes of the three generations of Thunder Shadows!

From the beginning, he didn't want to dodge!

Sora suddenly urged the vector control, and in an instant, the blood in the body of the three generations of thunder shadows flowed backwards!

Burst!

The three generations of Thunder Shadow suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

However, with his strong body, he resisted the reverse flow of blood alive!

"Looks like this is your blood limit, White Yasha!"

"It's so powerful!"

"However, it is not so simple to take the old man's life!"

With a look of madness in his eyes, the three generations of Thunder Shadow suddenly grabbed the empty left arm!

The furious chakra unleashed unleashed and broke through the vector-controlled defenses!

The next moment, his right hand stretched out a finger and stabbed towards the empty right eye!

Hell's Spike: One Piercing!

The empty pupils constricted slightly.

At this moment, in his perception, the vitality in the body of the three generations of Thunder Shadow was passing rapidly.

This is the last blow of the other party!

Fingertips flickering with a furious thunder chakra!

He almost felt the pressure on his eyeballs!

This is the first time he has been attacked by a threat after he crossed over!

So resolute and deadly!

Squeak!

At the last moment, Sora's body suddenly slammed to the side, and the Hell Spike grazed the side of his face!

At the same time, his left arm twisted like a twisted flower, and there was a tooth-aching sound of breaking bones.

Laugh at!

However, Sora's expression remained unchanged, and the source blade that pierced into the chest of the three generations of Thunder Shadow swung violently!

Blood flowers bloom in the air, staining the front of the empty body red!

"Well done!"

Rumble!

The chest of the three generations of Thunder Shadow was slashed by the air!

The blood gushing out of the body gushing out!

However, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Dying at the hands of a strong man is something he dreams of!

"Yagami Haraku...... What a horrible guy......"

The loud voice of the three generations of Thunder Shadow gradually weakened, but his tone was still tough:

"The entire ninja world...... Probably...... There's nothing stopping you...... Ninja of the ......"

"Old man...... With the lives of three generations of Thunder Shadows...... Announcing ......"

"This era...... Be...... Belong...... The Age of the White Yakshas......"

"You...... There is no doubt about it...... Strongest ......"

Finally, the voice of the three generations of Thunder Shadow came to an abrupt end.

Sora narrowed his eyes, and his twisted right arm turned suddenly, and it was actually back to the same as before!

Only the blood-stained pharmacist robe on his body proved that the bloody battle just now was not just an illusory dream.

The Konoha ninja, who was still standing, looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

At this moment, everyone's brain is blank.

"Three generations of Thunder Shadow, dead?"

Sunset asked blankly.

No one answered him.

Everyone looked at the battlefield as if a natural disaster had struck.

In the center of the battlefield where the ravines were staggered, the three generations of thunder shadows like small mountains were motionless.

The blood gushed out and merged into a pool of blood.

The young man standing in a pool of blood, with white hair and red eyes, and a blood-stained pharmacist robe, exudes a strange beauty!

It's like a Yaksha who has just reaped his life and is about to return to hell!

"Three generations of Thunder Shadow......"

Ignoring the gazes of others, his empty eyes moved slightly.

It was the first time he had been injured.

The strength of the three generations of Thunder Shadow does not belong to the same dimension as the current ninjas.

"However, it seems that I won this bet. "

The source blade in his hand was sheathed, and the corpses of the three generations of Thunder Shadow were put into the sealing scroll.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the Konoha ninjas, he slowly walked into the distance.

"Empty?"

Sunset Red watched the young man with a long sword at his waist slowly walking over, with a blank look on his face.

Everything just now is beyond the scope of the girl's understanding.

At this moment, the empty white hair fluttered slightly in the breeze, and the red eyes were still as calm as before.

However, Sunset Red felt a faint sense of strangeness.

"Rest assured, it's all over. "

The next moment, the empty palm landed on the head, gently caressing.

"Okay, okay...... Well. "

Suddenly, the strangeness disappeared, and the boy who was silent in the school returned to Sunset Red again.

A relieved smile appeared on her face.

He withdrew his hand and slowly frowned under Hong's gaze.

At this moment, in Hong's arms, Tsunade, who had turned into a girl, was still asleep, and even had a sweet smile on his face.

The earth-shattering battle just now didn't affect her sleep in the slightest.

I don't know how much alcohol I drank.

Syllable!

The cold scabbard slapped on Tsunade's cheek!

"Who is disturbing the old lady's sleep!"

Tsunade woke up from his dream, and in the first look of surprise in Red, he sat up and was furious!