Konoha's talent

Itachi's eyes were shining brightly, staring there with expectation on his face.

He didn't expect that Zhishui was still alive. With such an injury, he died immediately after seeing Zhishui. He didn't expect that there was still life.

Thinking of this, Itachi was a little lucky.

"Uh...Uh!"

Zhishui was lying on the ground, with a big opening in his left chest, and the blood had soaked the clothes on his upper body. After the medical ninja treated him before, he let out an unconscious cry.

"How is he?"

The medical ninja squatted down and asked the first ninja who took over Shisui.

"Very serious, but the injury that penetrates the left chest is very lucky."

"The enemy seems to be about to attack his heart, but this person's heart is the opposite of ordinary people, on the right chest."

"The other penetrating wound pierced the lungs. It should be that the internal bleeding was severe and hindered the wounded from breathing."

"Well, help me prepare, I want to drain the blood from the wounded, and ask them to come over again to suppress the bleeding!"

"To understanding!"

...

"Boom!"

Saitama kicked it out and collided with the hands of the third generation, and a powerful air flow instantly swelled from the intersection of the two.

"Humph!"

Three generations of strong fighting spirit, stood up on the right leg without serious deformation, and glide towards the rear.

"Crack!"

Three generations squeezed his left leg and forcibly pushed the severely deformed place back in the opposite direction, and his face became even paler instantly.

"clatter!"

Saitama did not give much space to the three generations, and once again deceived him.

"Huh!"

The right leg swept out, covered with thunder and lightning, it looked amazing.

"His!"

Although the third generation temporarily restored some mobility in his legs, it still hurts to move.

Moreover, the injury of the leg also affects his movement and speed. Even if the reaction in his mind can keep up with Saitama, the movement of his body still cannot keep up.

"Boom!"

This foot kicked heavily on the face of the third generation.

The third generation wears a ninja helmet on his head, and his cheeks are soft-looking leather armor.

And this kick of Saitama directly kicked his helmet flying, causing the whole person to fly to one side.

"Thunder Dun-Thousand Bird Sharp Gun!"

Saitama sank, his right hand stretched back, and a dazzling light radiated from his palm.

"Wow!"

A long spear condensed by lightning, tore through the air, and pursued towards the third generation that flew out, and its speed was even faster than the third generation!

"Lei Dun-Lei Boom!"

When the person was in the air, the three generations also reacted, putting their hands together in front of their chests and launching ninjutsu.

"boom!"

He opened his mouth slightly, and a thunder and lightning that looked like a laser sprayed out of his mouth, greeted with Saitama's ninjutsu coming from the front.

The two ninjutsu was also thunder and lightning, and they collided in an instant, making a roar.

"Hey!"

But obviously, Saitama's ninjutsu is even better, and the stalemate for less than a second directly tore through the three generations of ninjutsu, and continues to move towards the third generation.

"clatter!"

As soon as Saitama threw ninjutsu out, he chased up again, extremely fast, and came to the third generation almost in parallel with his own ninjutsu.

"Boom!"

Saitama smiled, and then pressed his right hand on Sandai's chest, and a shot of helix pill burst directly on Sandai's chest.

"Puff!" Three generations spouted a mouthful of blood, and the body that hadn't stood still flew back again.

But this time, Saitama didn't give him a chance to leave his side again, grabbing the shoulders of three generations, and sending his right hand to his chest again.

The lightning flashed by, and the three generations' faces were aside.

"Hey!"

"Uh…"

Three generations' eyes were round, and they couldn't believe it, but then they still waved out with an elbow and forced Saitama back.

With another "babble", Saitama pulled out the hand inserted into his chest, took out the blood, and splashed it on the ground.

"Huo Dun-Long Yan!"

In the next moment, the three generations launched ninjutsu.

A flame ejected from his mouth, and it rushed at Saitama, who was close at hand.

"Tudun-Tuliubi!" A dirt wall instantly rose up and stood in front of Saitama.

"boom!"

The flame sprayed on the earth wall, and the three generations also swept backward through this gap.

"clatter!"

Three generations and a half knelt on the ground, with one hand on his chest, still looking forward.