Naruto Alchemist

Chapter 180 The Truth of Helplessness (Part [-])
Sanshoyu Hanzo dodged the thorn of Sangsuke with a calm expression, and laughed, "First you used a shield, then a bow, and now a gun. It seems that you really know a lot of weapons."

"It's a pity that learning is too complicated. A real warrior only needs to master one weapon thoroughly. After all, human energy is limited."

While speaking, the lock sickle in Sanshoyu Hanzo's hand finally made a move.

When the needle gun of Sanzhu flashed past again, the end of the lock sickle in his hand with the heavy lock was thrown out violently and entangled with the needle gun. The rhythm was disrupted, and the originally sharp gun momentum also stagnated.

At the same time, the sickle on the other end of the lock sickle in Sansho Hanzo's hand cut towards Sansuke's neck with astonishing momentum.

The needle gun was blocked by the sickle, even if it forcibly broke through the blockade of the sickle, it would be too late to block the blow.

Looking at the sickle cutting towards him, Sangsuke quickly made a judgment. The second the judgment was completed, Sangsuke let go of the needle gun in his hand, and rolled to the left to avoid the salamander Hanzo At the same time, Sangsuke clasped his palms together and slapped the ground.

A huge stone fist flew out from the wall of the Angkor Fortress, and hit Sanjiao Hanzo straightly.

The body was pulled away again, and the thought of running away appeared in Sangzhu's mind.

"It's that kind of weird ninjutsu that doesn't require seals."

Sanshoyu Hanzo frowned slightly. After dodging the stone fist, he pulled the sickle in his hand, grabbed the needle gun wrapped around the sickle, and threw it casually towards the bottom of the Angkor fortress.

"You who don't have a weapon, how do you want to fight with me?" Sanshoyu Hanzo chuckled lightly, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, Sanshoyu Hanzo appeared in front of Sansuke again, and holding the sickle, he once again swung Sansuke's The escape route is blocked.

"What a pestering middle-aged man." Sangsuke sighed helplessly. Facing Sansho Hanzo who was holding a sickle, his physical skills that were enough to disdain his peers could only barely prevent him from falling into a big disadvantage.

Both of them in the battle knew well that if they continued to fight like this, the final result would definitely be Sangsuke being killed by Sanshoyu Hanzo.

Because of this, the murderous Sansho Hanzo has been pestering Sansuke and wasting his energy, and Sansuke desperately dodges, looking left and right to find the very slim chance of escape that Sansho Hanzo sees.

But how could Sanjiao Hanzo give him such a chance?
After another round of fighting, Sanshoyu Hanzo vigorously shook the sickle in his hand, and the bright red blood flew out along the blade of the sickle.

"You're exhausted, aren't you?" Sanshoyu Hanzo, naked to the waist, looked at Sansuke standing in front of him without blushing or panting. His eyes looked at Sansuke, like a high-ranking king looking down on commoners .

Sangzhu was gasping for breath. At this time, his body was covered with wounds of various sizes, and on his chest, there was even a terrifying wound.

Fortunately, these wounds are just scary looking, not fatal injuries. After simple treatment with alchemy, these wounds will not affect the action of the mourning.

But Cangzhu still felt dizzy and his limbs gradually became weak, and his body began to shake.

"Could it be because of excessive blood loss?" Sangzhu felt surprised, he stopped the bleeding in time, the body should not have such a situation.

Could it be
Sangzhu stared at the enemy in front of him, and spat fiercely, "Shameful."

Facing the accusation of mourning, Sanshoyu Hanzo looked normal, "All behaviors on the battlefield are allowed, and there is nothing shameful or shameful."

"To be honest, it's beyond my expectation that you can survive until now. Obviously, the blood flow will accelerate during the battle, and the poison in your body will also accelerate the attack, but you can still stand in front of me until now." Salamander Fish Hanzo nodded, "Sato Sasuke, you are very good, even if I am an enemy, there is no way not to praise you."

Sangsuke didn't speak, he just raised the hand holding the broken knife tremblingly, wanting to attack Sanshoyu Hanzo again with his body shaking.

The attack was not completed, and Sanshoyu Hanzo did not take any action, he just watched Sangsuke lying on the ground with pitiful eyes.

"It's the poison of the salamander fish that hit you." The salamander fish Hanzo said in a deep voice, "I smeared this poison on my sickle, you can rest assured that it's not a serious poison, it's just a paralyzing poison."

"After enduring the short-term pain, the pain will soon be replaced by paralysis, about two days later... No, it should be one day later, and you will die." Sanjiao Hanzo looked pitifully and puzzled, "Ming You know you won't be my opponent, but you don't want to be used by me in order to survive, I really don't know if a person like you is stupid or stupid."

Sangsuke didn't speak, his whole body was trembling at this moment, his blood red eyes glared angrily at Sansho Hanzo.

Until this moment, he has not given up.

Even Sansho Hanzo, who was an enemy, was still moved.

"Even if this is the case, don't you want to give up? I recognize you, Sato Sasuke, you are a strong man with strong beliefs."

Sansho Hanzo stuck the sickle in his hand to the ground, and sat beside Sansuke.

"I have met many people, all kinds of people, but without exception, they are all weak."

"The weak will choose to abandon their beliefs in order to survive." Sanshoyu Hanzo said to the mourner like an old friend for many years, "Even if such a person is alive, he is no different from that walking dead."

"But you give me a different feeling from them. You are the kind of person who would rather die than violate his own beliefs."

"Sato Sasuke, you are a respectable opponent." Sansho Hanzo pulled out the sickle and held it in his hand, "If you weren't the one who forged the Sato family, maybe I would let you go, but for the sake of To achieve my belief, I have to kill you."

"...People like you also have beliefs?"

"I have." Sanshoyu Hanzo said firmly, "My belief is to bring peace to this world."

"...an executioner with blood on his hands, who wants to bring peace to the world?"

"That is a sacrifice that must be made in order to carry out your beliefs." Sanshoyu Hanzo replied indifferently, with the sickle in his hand aimed at the heart of Suzu, "Dear opponent, it is time to end your pain."

"Really. What if I don't agree?"

The lying body turned over suddenly, Sangzhu tremblingly raised his blood-stained right hand, a somewhat smug smile appeared on his frail face.

What was pressed under his body was the formation he had drawn with his own blood.

"I don't want to comment on whether your beliefs are right or wrong, but my belief is that I can't just die so easily before I finish what I should do."

"This is not only my belief, but also the truth of the 'world'."

Sanshoyu Hanzo slashed at Sansuke without the slightest hesitation.

At this time, the refining formation drawn with blood burst into dazzling white light.

The formation formation has been launched!
(End of this chapter)