rock ninja log

Kawa no Kuni is also a country rich in water resources. There are countless rivers throughout the country. The main trunks of several large rivers converge in Kawa no Kuni and eventually flow into the sea.

Like Uehara, he likes to wear combat boots to run around because he doesn't like to wear sandals and bare feet all day long, but few other ninjas are like him. Bandages and sandals seem to be standard equipment for ninjas.

The strangest thing about Taki-nin is that they wear long boots that look like rubber shoes.

"Is it to make it easier to walk in the swamp?" Uehara asked secretly, that's probably it. Uehara remembered seeing the dried mud on some Taki-nin's shoes, which was less than half a boot deep.

Different environments are related to the abilities developed by ninjas. The mountainous Iwa ninjutsu developed the Earth Release Ninjutsu, and the watery Water Country is the birthplace of most Water Release Ninjutsu.

Or maybe it's because of the environment that ninjas from all walks of life with concentrated characteristics gathered together. But no matter what, the technique of Taki ninja is unknown, but it is probably related to water, or maybe to mud...

Most of the rain ninjas will carry a ninja umbrella. Part of the function of the ninja umbrella is to deal with the frequent rains in the land of rain. It is probably also frequent in the land of rivers, but the rainfall is probably not heavy. A bamboo hat is probably enough. Every day

Each Taki ninja has a similar hat on his head.

It's not enough to collect intelligence. What else needs to be known? Uehara frowned.

"Uehara," Hinata suddenly whispered, "the Taki ninjas brought all kinds of strange things, including liquids with chakra fluctuations. I don't know if they are water."

So, it's very insecure to fight with a blind guy, and the secret can't be hidden at all.

Dozens of wandering ninjas, several times as many wandering samurai and bandits surrounded a bare-handed ninja without any weapons. They encouraged each other to get closer, but no one was willing to be the first to attack.

Most of these people hang out in the underground black market, doing shady things to get profits. This is the number of dark forces that have gathered in more than a dozen towns, and a considerable number of them have received money from Uehara, and they have scattered

More than 10 million yuan has been spent, and it seems to be working well so far. It has really mobilized a group of desperadoes to participate in the meaningless act of committing suicide.

"Hey, bastard, are you Kakuto?" The leader of a certain wandering samurai put his hand on the handle of his sword and held a palm-sized photo in the other hand to carefully observe the people coming. All he could see were the characters and hand-painted photos in the picture.

The guys in them are exactly the same.

The samurai leader, who didn't even know a few words, secretly felt incredible at the astonishing degree of detail of this completely hand-painted picture. At the same time, he also made a considerate gesture to his subordinates to retreat.

"You guys get lost," Kakudu leaned against the big tree with his arms folded, looking at the mixed crowd like a fool. The dense number was not a problem for him, "I hope you have enough of them.

money."

The Kakuzu who came here were all attracted by the sudden high bounty on themselves. Kakuzu, who has been walking in the dark world all year round, thought that he had hidden his identity well. More importantly, he was a loner.

There were not many partners, and even the employer killed several of them because they could not pay enough, and even wiped out a small ninja family.

The emergence of a bounty mission targeting him is something Kakuzu cannot tolerate.

"Hey, Shan Ying," no one launched an attack, and the ninjas hiding in the crowd could no longer bear it. "We are going to the left. We have set up traps there, and the rest..."

"ah!"

"asshole!"

"The monster... the monster... is dead!" The crowd suddenly became commotion, and the airtight crowd that was surrounded on all sides suddenly retreated like a tide, forcing the ninjas hiding among them to follow suit.

"Yamataka?" Without a white eye, unable to see clearly what was going on, the wandering ninja quickly exchanged glances with the ninja named Yamataka.

"Let's go!" There was a sound, and the figure was in a daze, and the mountain eagle disappeared. After that, there were dozens of continuous sounds of clothes rubbing the air as it moved quickly. When the crowd squeezed and trampled back, dozens of figures were still there.

Even if there was some tacit understanding, it didn't take long for the mutual understanding to pop up.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Shan Ying regretted his impulsiveness.

The ground seemed to be washed with blood, and the blood that flowed into streams spread across the soles of the feet. It was a disgusting feeling, and the mountain eagle seemed to be able to feel the heat of the blood.

There are broken arms and corpses cut into two or more pieces everywhere. Colorful organs are scattered everywhere, and the living people...

The dozen or so captured guys probably wanted to die now. They were kneeling on the ground in one position. The captured guy was like a marionette, with a very thin thread pierced through his arms, forehead, and throat.

He stood up, letting out painful wails before death, and at the same time, under the control of the silk thread, his mouth opened at a weird angle and smiled, making people's hair stand on end.

"Are you idiots?" The needle and thread flying out of the chest like a puppet master ruthlessly manipulated the living person. Kakuzu's voice was low, as if coming from the abdomen, "I wasted too much time, but

I hope you have brought enough forward."

When the ninjas jumped out and were in a daze, no one noticed that the surrounding environment had changed. Everything was covered with spider webs, covering a large area like silk threads.

"It's not good." Looking at the blood oozing from his fingers, Shan Ying felt heavy. Just as he touched the still silk thread with his hand, there was a buzzing sound, and the silk thread that had been given kinetic energy by the vibration suddenly started to move.

It has strong cutting ability, and even the fingers of the mountain eagle were cut when it touched it.

"Are there any earth-bending ninjas?" Everyone was on the same front, and Yamataka, who was well-known near and far and had special Jōnin abilities, temporarily took command.

"Earth Escape. The art of reflecting fish in the earth!"

The earth escape ninja who understood what he wanted to do immediately dived underground, "It seems that there is no interception found underground. We can start from..."

Halfway through speaking, the Earth Release Ninja suddenly stopped talking. His mouth was still wide open, and his expression was frozen on his face. Looking at the Earth Release Ninja who was still sinking half of his body in the soil and the other half exposed, he had experienced war.

Shan Ying frowned.

I have encountered the Iwa Ninja on the battlefield, and their attacks from underground were simply a nightmare.

He stepped forward and held the Earth Release Ninja's neck with one hand to lift him out. There was a click, and without much effort, the Earth Release Ninja's head was torn off, and blood spurted out instantly and stained his clothes.

The surrounding ninjas dispersed suddenly, with lingering fears. After all, no one seemed to be like this.

"Is the enemy carrying out a psychological attack?" Dozens of grinning heads with vivid expressions were hung on the net in all directions, accompanied by the howling of the wind, creating an extremely terrifying atmosphere.

There were dozens of ninjas, more or less. However, Shan Ying preferred to believe that he had met a scary guy who was playing tricks on these people.