The strongest human of Konoha

Chapter 123 Tianlei
"Also, even if we catch up, will we be able to save Guanyue? We're not as strong as humans, and rushing up is just delivering food to people. Death is not terrible, but it's really not a good idea to die like this meaninglessly."

Although the voice was cold, it didn't mean much reprimand.

It can’t be blamed on Fuyue watching people order food, that’s how things are in the world, Naoki’s identity is here, like a big bright candle in the dark night, it’s almost impossible to see, in view of Naoki’s identity, Fuyue is also as patient as possible Temperamental explanation, but Uchiha, gentle words sound cold.

And in all fairness, Fuyue is also unwilling to hear the sad news about Guanyue. He doesn't care about the identity of the Uzumaki clan, but the status of Sakumo's disciple cannot be ignored. If possible, he also wants to save Guanyue. Konoha Baiya His anger is not easy to bear.

It's a pity that the matter has come to this point, and it's a done deal, and he can't turn it around. Guanyue can only ask for blessings for himself.

Naoshu's enthusiasm met Fuyue's sharp wrist, and he was sunk without accident. After reorganizing the morale of the team, Fuyue led the people to continue on their way, but without Guanyue as his eyes and ears, Only relying on the sensory ninjutsu of the rest of the team, the speed of the team was greatly slowed down.

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In the mountains, Guanyue didn't know that Shengshu had an emotional outburst for him, but even if he knew, he didn't have time to take care of it.

Guanyue tried her best and tried her best, but she was still beaten by Xiong Sanlang.

The bruises all over his body are not enough to describe his current miserable state. Those small wounds can heal in the blink of an eye, but it is precisely this that brings him greater pain.

After witnessing Guanyue's self-healing ability, Xiong Sanlang became more determined, and made up his mind to capture Guanyue, and it was precisely because of Guanyue's self-healing ability that he had less scruples in shooting, as a ninja should have. Even if it is not impossible to use the combat power to the fullest, it is at least [-]% to [-]% of the cost.

Only [-]% to [-]% of his strength made Guanyue complain endlessly, and once again understood with his body, there is a world of difference between Jonin and Jonin. Yunin, Jonin Araki, who died under his sword, gave the big turban sand in front of him. Ninja shoes are not worthy.They are also Jonin, but they are completely different.

Xiong Sanlang didn't use any powerful moves, he just took advantage of the changes in the nature of Taijutsu and Fengdun, and when the two matched, he hit the moon full head.

The so-called jounin is not simply qualified to join it if you can release powerful ninjutsu. Mastering high-level ninjutsu is just one of the key points in the junin assessment. You can play ordinary and simple ninjutsu well. To achieve the effect not inferior to using high-level ninjutsu, this is the first-class ninja.

And a jounin like Xiong Sanlang who has cultivated the wind escape technique to the pinnacle, has a solid and experienced physical skill, and is a leader among the jounin, which is extraordinary.

Except for existences like Bai Ya, masters like Xiong Sanlang are already top-notch figures in the major ninja villages. After all, there are only a handful of masters like Bai Ya, and only one or two may appear in more than ten years. After White Fang, he was also one who could conquer the ninja world with his own strength.

"Little guy, don't hold on, just go with me obediently, so as not to suffer."

Xiong Sanlang pressed every step of the way, and he still had time to persuade him, looking at Guanyue as if admiring a supreme treasure.

"Ha, what stupid things are you talking about? No one in Konoha surrenders without a fight!!"

"Huh? You still have the strength to speak, it seems that the pressure on you is not enough!"

The sound of the wind whistling suddenly added another three points of vigor, and the short knife was shaken away, and the palm knife protruding out like lightning pierced Guan Yue's left abdomen fiercely, and a section of intestines flew out from behind, flying quickly in the heavy rain. Lost heat and fell into a puddle.

Xiong Sanlang felt the greasy and familiar touch of his fingertips, and the smell of fresh blood was still so obsessive, a smile appeared on his furry face.

"How about it, kid, are you obediently going with me, or are you going to be beaten to death and carried by me?"

Xiong Sanlang's right hand was inserted into Guanyue's abdomen, his left hand grabbed Guanyue's right arm, and he asked with a grim smile.

At this point in the battle, the outcome is already clear. It should be said that it is incredible that Guanyue can persist until now. The sand ninjas in the rear have already been stunned. It is an anecdote that can be used for drinking.

However, it's finally over now.

Guanyue's left arm has disappeared without a trace, only a bloody wound up to the shoulder, the blood has already soaked the clothes, and the self-healing ability is not strong enough to regenerate a broken limb in an instant, he needs time, but now he is the last What was lacking was time, and now there was another hole in his stomach, and he opened his mouth to speak, but blood foam filled his throat, and his hoarse hoarse voice was like the howling of an old bird.

Blood was gurgling from the ears and nose, his breath was at its lowest, and his eyelids were slowly closing, as if he might faint at any time.

"It's finally solved, it's more troublesome than I imagined." Xiong Sanlang pulled out his palm, Guanyue's body twitched slightly, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and they never opened. Mao's face showed a reassuring smile, "But... in my hands, the stubborn iron has to be turned into water."

Feeling proud, Xiong Sanlang laughed out loud.

"Master Xiong Saburo, the situation is wrong!!!"

The sharp cry was obviously broken, Xiong Sanlang's laughter stopped abruptly, a pair of bull's eyes widened, and his relaxed nerves tensed up instantly.

However, it was still a step too late.

Guanyue's body suddenly swelled up, like a corpse swollen in water, the wound on his left shoulder no longer bleeds, and his muscle fibers became pale.

"Go to hell!"

Roaring like thunder, Xiong Sanlang's outstretched hand was only a few centimeters away from touching Guanyue's neck. Unfortunately, when Guanyue opened his mouth to curse, a white thunder spit out, and rushed straight to Xiong Sanlang's neck. chest away.

Naturally, the dying counterattack would not be so simple. Thunder spewed out of his mouth, and pale lightning arcs appeared all over his body. Thick lightning bolts danced wantonly in the rain, and with the conduction of flowing water, they even split mountains and cracked rocks. The whole rock roared and shook.

This time it was really desperate. The clothes on my body were torn apart by lightning in the first instant. Even though my skin was scorched and cracked, I refined chakra to my heart's content, and then turned it into a shining thunder. dying.

"Kara!"

The thunder suddenly exploded, and the world seemed to be collapsing in an instant. The sand ninjas watching behind closed their eyes and covered their ears. Unexpectedly, the thunder and lightning on the ground attracted the thunder from the sky. Naturally, the natural power of the world cannot be achieved by man In comparison, that terrifying power directly collapsed half a mountain.

"Master Xiong Saburo?"

"Master Xiong Saburo?"

The sand ninjas recovered from the thunder and shouted, just now they saw it for real, Tianlei was running towards Xiong Sanlang and Guanyue.

"Bear······"

"I'm fine!"

The rubble pile collapsed, and Xiong Sanlang's burly body came out.

"My lord, you..."

Looking at Xiong Sanlang walking over, watching his staggering steps, his whole body was scorched black like a piece of charcoal, obviously not what he said was all right.

"Is there still a sense?"

Xiong Sanlang asked in a deep voice with a dark face.

"Hmm... It's gone, it's gone, there's no sense at all." Several perception ninjas froze for a moment before they came to their senses and hurriedly replied.

With a gloomy face, Xiong Sanlang looked at the collapsed half of the mountain and the muddy torrent in the valley, without saying a word.

For the mountain Jiuren, it fell short.

Seeing that the prey in his hand was gone like this, there was no residue left for him, and the falling thunder wiped out everything, and he almost got caught in it himself.

"call!"

With a long sigh, the hostility on Xiong Sanlang's body suddenly disappeared a lot.

"Let's go back!"

(End of this chapter)