Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 41
"What?" None of the surrounding bandits were aware of the situation, and they all started whispering when they saw their accomplice falling to the ground.

Is it ninjutsu?
Why can't I see the seal?

Seeing his brother fall, Oshima was horrified, but he still shouted loudly,

"Brothers, don't panic. This kid secretly learned a ninjutsu from somewhere and is pretending to be a ghost here. Let's all tear him into pieces together!"

However, at this moment, Yuliang looked at the lifeless sand bandit under his feet. In horror, he couldn't help but look at the black figure in front of him.

Although Yura is timid and has not had the opportunity to truly come into contact with ninjutsu, he has heard many anecdotes about ninjas and ninja villages during his travels.

The other party did not form a seal just now, but directly launched the ninjutsu. Is this the legendary blood inheritance limit?
impossible?

With a trembling conscience, ninjas with the bloodline limit are generally valuable resources for each ninja village. In order to compete for this power from the bloodline, each ninja village even breaks out a war over it.

And generally speaking, ninjas who can inspire their own blood inheritance limits will undoubtedly become the top combat power of the ninja village.

If this is really the case, then Kira is a big shot that he never dared to think about before!
Um. Why does he want to hide his identity?
Wait, isn’t this name also fake?

Many sand bandits rushed towards them waving their weapons, but Kira remained expressionless as he slowly walked towards the crowd. His right hand was held empty, and a long sword made of sand slowly condensed in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword slowly turned black again.

At this time, a sand bandit happened to rush from the front brandishing an ax. Kira waved his hand casually, and the weapon in the opponent's hand was split into two together with the world in front of him.

Numerous bandits rushed toward the young man in black in front of him.

The young man in black with the pseudonym Kira seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.

From time to time, he would raise his sword to strike, or his sand sword would transform into a war hammer and strike head-on.

In short, no bandit can touch the corner of Kira's clothes, and every time the black-clothed boy strikes, one bandit will fall.

Yuliang on the side watched helplessly as the end of the war hammer in the black-clothed young man's hand suddenly grew longer and turned into a spike, which instantly stabbed the sand bandit who was preparing for a sneak attack to the core.

Is it that great?

It's impossible for ordinary ninjas to do this, right?
Many caravans have the habit of hiring ninjas, and Yura came into contact with many ninjas during his apprenticeship with the caravans.

The most powerful ninja Yura had ever seen was a chuunin from the Rain Ninja Village.

The huge water column summoned by that ninja had shocked Yu Jiayou for a long time.

But just like the current scene where he was killing the enemies that were constantly attacking him like he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, Yura couldn't help but be severely shocked in place.

What level of strength is this?

Could it be possible that he was a jounin?

Yura secretly guessed in disbelief.

At this time, Oshima's face, who was sitting on the camel's back, became extremely pale.

He had a vague guess about the strength of the young man in black.

If this continues, I'm afraid that this group of people will be wiped out by the other party.

Not caring about anything else, Oshima drove his mount and turned around to escape in the opposite direction.

When many bandits around them saw that their boss had abandoned them, they immediately retreated.Looking at the bandits who started to flee, Fukawa, whose pseudonym was Kira, slowly closed his eyes and slowly raised his hands.

The sand grains on the ground began to vibrate, and the next moment they began to fly with the wind.
Suddenly, the yellow sand in the sky spread rapidly with Fuchuan as the center.

Within a few breaths, the fleeing horse bandits were enveloped in the sudden sandstorm.

Yura, who was blinded by the sandstorm, seemed to hear faint screams.

When the big island was sealed and shrouded, he was shocked. Before he could react, his whole body was swept up into the sky by the strong wind.

He could vaguely see floating in the air were his fellow sand bandits who had escaped together.

At this moment, the entire area covered by the sandstorm took on a spherical shape and slowly rose.

In a few breaths, except for a few former caravan workers who were temporarily pulled to do coolies, Yura was the only one who stood there blankly, staring blankly at the brown sandstorm with a radius of one kilometer above his head. .

The figure of the young man in black has long since disappeared.

Is this something a human can do?
Yura looked at the miraculous scene in front of him in shock and numbness.

Within the scope of the sphere, the sandstorm rotates faster and faster, while the sky and ground outside the sphere are calm and unaffected.

The sand bandits shrouded in the center of the sandstorm felt that the wind speed around them was getting faster and faster, and the tiny sand grains quickly hit their bodies. Their exposed arms and cheeks were extremely painful from the beating of the sand grains.

A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped every bandit's heart.

"Ah" the screams of his accomplices rang out, and Oshima's psychological defense was finally broken. While tears were flowing down his face, he also screamed loudly.

The wind speed is still increasing.
There was a muffled sound nearby, and a stream of warm liquid suddenly splashed onto Oshima's face.

The strong smell of blood hits
Under extreme fear, the face of this bandit who had killed countless people had already become distorted.

The rapidly rotating sand grains were like bone-scraping steel knives. They slowly peeled off the skin and flesh of the gangsters in the air, and even the entire torsos exploded directly.
Yura saw the sandstorm rolling rapidly in the sky, which seemed to have a touch of bright red.

For a full quarter of an hour, as the wind speed slowly decreased, the sand gathered in the spherical area also scattered from the air, but the figures of the bandits who were swept up had long since disappeared.

At the same time, a caravan man took the sand scattered on his head to his nose and smelled it. It was filled with a faint smell of blood.

At this moment, a gust of wind and sand slowly gathered in front of everyone, gradually forming a figure.

Standing next to him in black clothes is the figure of Fuchuan who summoned a sandstorm before!
The surviving caravan members hurriedly knelt down on the ground trembling one by one.
"I usually don't like to use this trick." Looking at the fearful expressions on everyone's face, Fuchuan seemed a little embarrassed and raised his hand to scratch his head, "They ran too far apart."

"Giri?"

A slightly timid voice sounded from the side.

Fukawa turned around and apologized slightly, "Actually, my real name is Fukawa, but you can also call me Kira."

"Fukawa." After thinking for a moment, Yura couldn't help but widen his eyes, ".The Black Blade of the Sand that tied with the Legendary Sannin?"

"Have the rumors spread like this?" Fushikawa looked even more embarrassed, "Actually, it was with Jiraiya-sensei alone, and I actually lost at that time."

"Then we," Yura's voice became even softer, ".are we still friends?"

After Fukawa was stunned for a moment, he stepped forward with a smile and punched Yura, "What else?"

(End of this chapter)