Konoha's talent

The cold wind in the air continued to strengthen, blowing between the two armies, and patches of dust were rolled up, covering the sky and the sun.

Fallen leaves and fiasco, there is nowhere to hide in the wind, and they keep moving with the wind.

Not breaking out in silence, just dying in silence, all the ninjas here chose to break out.

As a result, the two opposing forces began their first collision, and the sound waves continued to fluctuate in the wind, and words similar to killing and rushing were wrapped in the cold atmosphere and continued to spread between the two armies.

Countless figures are intertwined, countless ninjutsu fights.

Suddenly, countless ninjas fell on the charging road, making a violent cry.

In large-scale battles, life is small and terrible.

Oshemaru stepped on Wanshe, as if still communicating with it, and at the same time restraining the enemy's king, Yakura!

Saitama ignored it, and followed the army and rushed into the battle group.

He is like a dragon going out to sea, and a beast is out of the cage, unstoppable. Every enemy that comes into contact with him is wailing and falling to the ground in a blink of an eye, unable to get up again.

The blue and white figure shuttled on the battlefield, harvesting humble lives.

Thunder Dunge is a wide-ranging technique that can accelerate, damage, and even increase resistance.

Although Lei Dun's training is difficult to achieve in all the escape techniques, unfortunately, Saitama is very proficient!

The high-speed movement speed obtained by stimulating the cells not only requires strong physical fitness to support, but also requires dynamic capture of the Shalanyan.

Saitama satisfies all these conditions, and naturally it is unstoppable!

As far as the current battlefield is concerned, Saitama is afraid to encounter Yakura, who is Mizukage, and Terumi Mei, who has two bloodstains.

The former is the speed and strength not to lose yourself, the latter is the physical ninja like ninjutsu restrain yourself.

If Saitama's attack methods are flawed, it is the deficiency of Chakra.

Although the amount of Chakra in Saitama is almost several times that of the normal ninja, the endurance of Chakra is still slightly insufficient according to this style of play.

The corner of his mouth outlines a smile that makes the enemy feel terrible, and the violent electric current wanders through his body. Saitama's speed increases, and he shoots forward a distance like a teleport on the battlefield.

And on the route where he jumped out, a few Wunin passed him by.

Lei Guang stopped, and Saitama revealed himself.

Damn it!

Every enemy who rubbed his shoulders with Saitama sprayed a bloody arrow on his body, then covered the wound, fell to the ground, no life!

Saitama no longer suppresses the chakra's surging, his hair rises without wind, and he no longer cares that the thunder-attributed chakra stimulating cells will cause some damage to the body, and the speed has increased to a terrible point.

In the air, a burnt smell continued to permeate.

"..."

For a while, the fog around Saitama was cleaned up, and a terrible blank area appeared in the battle group.

A group of Wunin seems to be afraid of being killed by Saitama, so they dare not cross the blank and face Saitama directly.

Those Shangren are silent, and Saitama, who has killed several Ninja Seven, has become notorious in their circles, facing such an enemy, they are also deeply powerless!

Saitama's speed is not as unrecognizable as Hiraijin of Hafeng Water Gate, but you can barely see a track, but you can't do it.

This kind of battle also made Wuren even more mad. He was able to barely catch a trace. The body, or the movements, couldn't keep up with Saitama's attack. In the end, he could only watch him go to death.

This is completely different from the silent death of the enemy of Bofeng Shuimen. This is a rhythm to watch oneself die, more terrifying than the unclear death!

Therefore, although there are still many Mizuna around Saitama, no one dares to cross the mine pond.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded from behind the mist, and two figures rushed towards this side, and in a blink of an eye they landed on the opposite side of Saitama.

Tongcao bait people and watermelon mountain blowfish ghost!

Saitama didn't have a trace of expression, just slowly raised the sword in his hand straight, and the blade was squeaking with electricity bursting into it!

The few people didn't speak much, they just started fighting.

The watermelon mountain blowfish ghost has a special physique. He had eaten Saitama head-on with a chidori before, and it didn't take long for him to recover his combat effectiveness.

Although it may have something to do with Wuyin's medical unit, it should not be underestimated.

As for the other ninja, Saitama doesn't know much about it.

As the owner of the Blunt Knife-Touchi, the Tongcao Bailuo doesn't have much impression in Saitama's memory. The lack of opportunity to play makes Saitama not much information.

Therefore, there is still a need to test his way of fighting.

Be careful, Saitama wraps electricity around his body, covering most of the parts.

duang!

A hammer hit the place where Saitama was staying before, and the place was plunged in an instant, making dust everywhere.

Without waiting for Saitama to fight back, the scaly shark muscle swept in front of him.

A stronger electric current erupted from his body, and Saitama hid, and at the same time leaned forward, slashing out.

"Ok?"

Watermelon Mountain's slightly bloated figure still dodges Saitama's attack dexterously, and at the same time makes a surprised voice. He didn't expect Saitama to fight back.

Bang!

A missed hit, Saitama would naturally not continue to entangle him. She had already seen the savage bait man come a few meters away from him again, waiting for an opportunity to launch an attack.

With a kick at the place where the shark muscle was wrapped in a bandage, Saitama instantly left.

Saitama landed not far away, her body pressed down again, and assumed an offensive posture.

"I come!"

The wild bait man yelled, caught up, and chopped it down!

Damn it!

Saitama staggered to avoid it, and at the same time made a slash on the left shoulder of the grass bait, splashing blood.

I saw a snorted snoring from the tongcao wild bait. Regardless, the knife in his right hand swung a circle, passing a strange range in the air, and continued to chop towards Saitama's back.