Konoha's talent

Suddenly, there was thundering light all over, and the sound of squeaking birds.

Saitama's figure disappeared again, but a dark smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

One enemy was seriously injured, and the other was not able to keep up with him. Saitama felt that he could keep the two of them here.

Saitama appears on the side of the puffer fish in the watermelon mountain, and the vision of the grass bait man here is blind due to the existence of watermelon mountain.

Looking at the watermelon mountain with half-squinted eyes, Saitama's face appeared sneered, and the knife holder in his hand carried a sizzling electric current, slashing towards his throat!

The Tongcao Baibairen seems to have not reacted yet, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost has lost its combat effectiveness, and Saitama has anticipated the final result.

At this moment, Watermelon opened his eyes wide, and squeezed out the Nin Yin with one hand, and the shark muscle was lying on the ground.

"Water escape-water dragon bomb!"

The name of Ninjutsu groaned in his mouth, Watermelon Mountain completely ignored the ninjutsu that was approaching his throat.

A huge water dragon appeared behind him, then whizzed towards Saitama.

Perhaps it was because of the one-handed Yuji. Although Saitama was surprised that the enemy still thought of yin his own hand at this time, the power of ninjutsu was not strong.

So instead of retreating, Saitama moved forward, unloading the electric current from the knife, and instead let the blade wrap a thin layer of blue chakra.

This is the result of his recent practice. Although the chakra change of the wind attribute is less than half that of Thunder Dunn, he can barely move the chakra of the changing nature to the blade.

The enemy's water escape, and his own use of thunder escape is simply looking for death, the Tianke among the attributes still has a certain effect at this time.

The watermelon puffer ghost looked unchanged when he saw it, and the wild bait man on the side seemed to have expected it. He let go of his hand holding him, his body turned, and his face looked like Saitama.

Damn it!

Shinobu was inserted through the water dragon's head, and as Saitama moved forward, it was broken open and turned into two pools of water.

The blade is like thunder, reaching its extreme point, unreservedly slashing towards the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, who is very difficult to stand.

Saitama seems to have nothing to do with the wild bait people on the side.

Gouyu, who wrote the wheel eyes, turned wildly. Saitama naturally saw the grass bait man wielding a big knife, but as the distance approached, his feet slipped and his body became shorter, avoiding his attack and directly approaching the watermelon puffer fish ghost. .

Damn it!

The knife was inserted into the chest of the watermelon puffer fish again. This time Saitama not only increased his strength, but also twisted the knife in his hand.

The watermelon puffer fish ghost smiled mockingly at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know whether he was facing himself or who, and his eyes began to be apathetic, as if he had expected his death a long time ago.

Saitama resisted the knife and pushed the watermelon puffer fish back a few steps, but then did not dare to stay, drew the knife, kicked the hammer on the hammer chased by the grass baitman, and took advantage of the momentum to pull away.

Only one left!

Saitama stared at the wild bait man, and the shark muscle on the ground over there seemed to feel the death of Watermelon Mountain, wriggling on the ground, climbed onto the watermelon puffer fish ghost, motionless.

The stalker knows that he can't counsel him at this time, he must play his own rhythm on the momentum, otherwise he will only end in death.

If enough time is delayed, someone will definitely notice this and come to support it.

Making up his mind, the grass bait man brandished his two-handed weapon and ran to Saitama over the body of the watermelon mountain puffer ghost.

Since he couldn't catch up with Saitama's speed, he took the initiative to attack and let Saitama adapt to his attacking rhythm.

However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is very skinny.

Feeling the chakra in his body, Saitama felt that one more solution was enough, so he rushed forward.

When the distance was about five meters, Saitama raised his head slightly, and his chest suddenly swelled, as if something was concealed in it.

Immediately, Saitama looked at the enemy who was still running towards him, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his throat became hot, and he spit out a huge fireball. After the fireball left his mouth, he quickly sealed.

"Wind escape-big blow!"

The same action, but two completely different things came out.

The gust of wind pouring out from Saitama's mouth, like a husky letting go, whose momentum is completely unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, I caught up with the fireball that I spit out earlier. The wind boosted the fire, the fireball expanded instantly, and the flames became more sultry!

Turned into a sea of ​​flames, smashing the grass bait man with howling.

This trick is a combination of wind and fire ninjutsu rarely used by Saitama!

The grassy bait who looked like a fireball, his expression condensed, and the hammer in his left hand slammed into the ground suddenly, lifting a piece of soil and blocking him.

The flames raged, crashing on the piece of soil that could block the body of the wild bait.

Click!

This was not a piece of soil summoned by ninjutsu. It was not strong enough to stop ninjutsu. In only half a second, the piece of soil turned into fragments of sand and dispersed in the air.

However, it also bought enough time for the wild bait people.

Saitama looked to the side, and the grass bait man was panting, and his two weapons were hung on his shoulders along the line in the middle.

"no solution anymore!"

The wild bait man put his hands behind his back, and he was constantly twitching, and it was charred black, and there was still white smoke.

Although Saitama's ninjutsu was blocked by him just now, he was still hit by a certain range.

Thinking of Saitama's thunderous sword, the turbulent bait man is also weak.

Raising her brows, Saitama saw that the enemy seemed to have a problem.

No nonsense, Saitama raised the knife and took a few steps forward, approaching the Tongcao Baibairen.

Tongcao Baitman also grabbed the weapon in his hand with a scream, although he was weak, but he would not just choose to grab it with his hands.

Saitama only saw his scorched hands at this time, but still remained indifferent on his face, approaching step by step.

Cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the wild bait, and his injured hand seemed strenuous even to pinch the weapon, and he didn't listen at all.

Pedal!

Saitama's figure disappeared, and instantly approached the enemy.

Bah!

A knife was slashed on the chest close to the throat, blood overflowing!

The Tongcao Bailuo put the hammer across his chest. Although he had just evaded, he was still hit by Saitama.