Konoha Cat Breeder

Close the knife.

The redness on his face completely faded away, and the bulging muscles on his body also returned to calm, and at the same time, the white airflow surrounding his body returned to calm.

Hearing the piercing and sharp shouts in his ears, Scheeren walked up to him expressionlessly, and picked up the scarlet sickle that fell from the ground.

Feeling the weight in his hand, Sheren turned it upside down lightly. It felt pretty good, and it seemed to feel pretty good in the hand, but it was a weapon worth using.

Turning his head to look at the evil god man who fell on the ground.

"Excellent experimental material..."

But soon, when Sheren glanced at his wound, his pupils shrank suddenly.

What did he see?

The blood had completely stopped at the two shoulder-length severed arms, and more than that, a small lump of tumor-like flesh was slowly wriggling, as if something was about to come out of it.

Not only his shoulders, but also his knees, all had lumps of flesh.

"Hahahaha! It's useless! It's useless!! I have the power of Lord Evil God to help me. Before I kill enough people, you have no way to kill me!"

The eyes of the heretic man were filled with irrepressible piety.

He is definitely the most devout fanatic of Lord Cthulhu, but he can compete with the future Fei Duan.

After Sheren was surprised, the light in his eyes burst out.

"There are really more and more reasons to study him..."

"Aren't you relying on the power of the evil god? Then let me see where the limit of your power is." Sheren looked down at him.

At this moment, the sickle in his hand became a handy weapon, aiming at the newly grown sarcoma on his shoulder again, and gently cut it off.

once.. twice.. three times...

The eyes of the evil god man became crazier, but the blood on his face became less and less, his whole body became paler and paler, and he even felt like he was going to be cracked and broken.

Sheren frowned.

"If this goes on like this, this guy will really die, and the research value will drop a lot, but it's almost to the limit of his tolerance."

As he said that, Sheren took out a scroll from his bosom, and sealed this person who was almost unconscious.

Although his recovery ability has basically been lost, the foundation is still there. Even if he is sealed and unable to breathe, he should still be able to maintain his activity for a period of time.

"There are still some things in this cult of evil gods, but I don't know how much Kono Taro said has anything to do with this cult of evil gods.

Moreover, this so-called evil god seems to have many similarities with the death god created by Uzushio Village in Uzumaki Country. "

Sheren has always been curious about this point.

But now there is not much time to think about these things. If Kono and his daughter make any mistakes because of this, he may not be able to get what he wants.

He dodged and rushed in the direction where the few people were.

The first thing that came into view were the corpses and the three little guys who were struggling under the siege of many people.

Seeing them clenching their teeth and trying to persevere made Sheren very gratified.

These people who broke through the defense line of Sheren and Xiaolan and the three cats were not because of their strength, but simply because they were too weak to be the opponents of the three little guys.

Now Toneri somewhat understands the reason why Tsunade let the three of them go.

Without this kind of real tempering and the threat of death, it is difficult to become a real ninja.

But this time, Sheren didn't just watch from the sidelines, because they had too many opponents, and judging from their current state, it was obvious that they couldn't last long.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three Shadow clones appeared beside him.

How could those youngsters from the Cult of the Evil God be opponents of Sheren?

Even if it's just a shadow clone, it can't stop his attack.

Moreover, not all of these cult members have the strength of ninja. They were just ordinary people, with fanatical beliefs and a certain degree of training, they barely have a little fighting power.

Looking at these people who fell like straws, and the injected blood converging into rivers, flowing on the ground, the thick bloody smell diffused in the air, as if there was a thin layer of light-colored blood mist floating in the air.

Kono Taro looked at the scene in front of him with a straight face, while Kono Yuko beside him was almost lying on the ground and vomited out his gall.

When Asma, Kai and Hong fought before, it was okay to say that although blood was pouring out, punching to the flesh, it would not be so bloody.

But Sheren and his three shadow avatars were all holding sharp round dancing blades, and if they were cut casually, they would be a broken arm and stump, and the corpse would be separated every now and then.

The degree of bloodiness was not at the same level as the three little guys, and Sheren was still holding the scarlet sickle in the hand of the evil god man just now.

Although this weapon can't transmit chakra like a round dancing blade, and it's not as easy to use, but in any case, the hardness and sharpness are still the same. The next big piece.

Even if they don't have any special skills, just slashing and slashing, the gap between Sheren and their strength will eliminate this lack of skills.

唰

The last scythe went down, and with the two corpses falling to the ground, the attack was finally over.

bang bang bang