The Spicy Eyed Crimson Liuhu

“Who! Who dares to invade my Bloody Clothes Pavilion?” Aoki was also awakened by the sound of explosions and shouts outside his door. Aoki has not experienced such a large-scale battle for a long, long time. Most of the Xueyi Pavilion headquarters are disciples of Qingmutan, almost all of these people grew up watching him grow up, Qingmu watched his nephews fall in a pool of blood one by one, his sad voice It is also resounding through the sky.

“Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Holding a huge dragon-headed wooden staff in his hand, Aoki also joined the battle. Although the people in Akatsuki’s organization are pretty good, they are still a little bit worse when they meet Aoki. Occasionally glanced at other places, Aoki saw that Ruijin, Houtu, and Chiyan were all resisting the sudden attack of powerful enemies.

Sure enough… is what Bi Shui said true?

The Akatsuki organization has really summoned two thousand ninjas to attack the Blood Clothes Pavilion!

Although the number of people in the Bloody Clothes Pavilion is not much less than 2,000 people, Aoki knows how many of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. Even the young and middle-aged people in the Greenwood Altar are mostly people who are not very proficient in fighting. Can such a battle really go on?

Just when Aoki was still questioning himself, a poisonous needle with some dark green color shot towards Aoki silently. No time to think so much! Now that the battle has already begun, no amount of frustration is useless, let’s fight the enemy well!

With a swing of the dragon-headed wooden stick in Qingmu’s hand, the poisonous needle shot at him fell directly to the ground.

Looking in the direction from which the poisonous needle was fired, a bloated man with a black background and red clouds was standing there. A somewhat huge scroll was placed in front of the scorpion, and the scorpion hiding in the crimson amber formed seals in its hands, releasing the puppets sealed by itself in the scroll. Counting roughly, there are hundreds of these puppets.

Strands of chakra condensed into chakra lines and connected to each of the puppets, and each of the puppets started to attack people who were close to the scorpion with their sharp weapons everywhere as if they were alive.

Puppeteer?

Aoki is very old and can be regarded as well-informed. Although there are not so many puppet masters in Sand Ninja Village, Aoki has seen some. An ordinary puppet master can manipulate three or four puppets at the same time, which is already good. But the puppet master opposite him is directly controlling hundreds of puppets, and he can control them as freely as his arms and fingers. That kind of people……

A piece of information kept flashing through Aoki’s mind. Only the talented puppet master who betrayed the sand ninja at the beginning—the Red Sand Scorpion—has such strength, right?

That’s right, this is the red secret technique that the Red Sand Scorpion once used to wipe out a country, a hundred machine drills!

Seeing the lives being snatched by puppets one after another in front of him, Aoki’s hand holding the dragon’s head wooden stick was even stronger. The inner strength of his whole body was surging, and with a flick of his ankle, he rushed towards the red sand scorpion as fast as an arrow. Xie obviously didn’t expect that Aoki’s seemingly old and decayed body could burst out with such a powerful force in an instant, and Aoki was already in front of Xie in the blink of an eye.

The dragon-headed wooden stick was raised high and smashed towards the scorpion with great force, and the scorpion quickly controlled Fei Liuhu to block the tail behind him on his body. The moment the dragon’s head and wooden staff came into contact with the tail, a sound of gold and stone intersecting came out.

I don’t know what the material of the tail is, it’s extra strong. But when the dragon’s head and wooden staff smashed together with its tail, a huge air wave was generated and the hat on the scorpion’s head was directly knocked away. Seeing Fei Liuhu’s appearance, Aoki’s mouth twitched unavoidably.

This is too ugly, right? There are three sparse strands of hair on the head, and the figure is also short and thick. After comparing the information about the scorpions I have seen, is this person really the Red Sand Scorpion?

“Your Excellency must be the disciple of Chisha Scorpion of Sand Ninja Village?”

Calculating that Scorpion’s age is actually not young, it should be possible to accept a disciple, right? After all, there is a big difference between Fei Liuhu’s appearance and Xie’s own appearance. The person in front of me can really only be described by the word ‘spicy eyes’.

Scorpion didn’t answer Aoki’s words, but manipulated Fei Liuhu, and continuously shot poisonous needles from Fei Liuhu’s body, trying to force Aoki away and distance each other. Facing the dense poisonous needles, Aoki really had no way to parry and could only keep waving the dragon-headed wooden staff to shoot down the poisonous needles flying towards him.

The hundred puppets were divided into two teams under the control of the scorpion, and one of the teams had seventy puppets surrounding Aoki and constantly attacking Aoki. The remaining 30 puppets were either controlled by the scorpions or cooperated with the ninjas of the Akatsuki organization or paired up to continuously attack the disciples of the Blood Clothes Pavilion.

And Aoki could barely keep himself from being attacked in the siege of seventy puppets, but he had no more energy left.

He could only just watch helplessly as the disciples of the Blood Clothes Pavilion were being slaughtered continuously.

The situation on Chiyan, Ruijin and Houtu’s side is also not optimistic. In the sky, there is a man with long golden hair who keeps dropping some birds made of clay that can explode. These clay birds are constantly attacking the disciples of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion, and many small birds are also attacking the buildings of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion.

To be honest, these three altar masters didn’t have any means of long-range attack. They only had internal strength but no sword energy, so they couldn’t blast out the sword energy like Nangongzhe to cause long-range damage. One by one, they were like fire brigades constantly running around the front of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion. It would be exhausting to keep the front line from collapsing.

But Nangong Zhe and Bi Shui were standing in the iconic attic of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion at this moment, watching the disciples of the Bloody Clothes Pavilion continue to die.

“This time…whether it is victory or defeat, the Blood Clothes Pavilion will definitely suffer a serious injury…”

Nangongzhe couldn’t help feeling slightly, but only slightly. It is not uncommon that Nangong Zhe has seen more intense battlefields than now, so there is no special sentimentality.

“It doesn’t matter, although the Blood Clothes Pavilion will be severely damaged this time, it will also stimulate their hidden potential. The Blood Clothes Pavilion should never be an alliance where a group of weak people gather to protect themselves, but should be more aggressive and full of energy. Show off your muscles to the ninja world.”

Bi Shui looked at the bloody clothes of the ex-banished seniors hanging in the attic hall, and said cruelly. But there is still unavoidable unbearable flash in the eyes, this is the Blood Clothes Pavilion…

(end of this chapter)

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