Chapter 31 Cooperation without words
"spring……"
Jingxia Liye stared blankly at his old friend and murmured in disbelief.
"You actually...resolutely reached this point!"
next moment,
The ground shook slightly.
Quan, whose whole body was on fire and was about to be engulfed by the detonating talisman, felt as if his whole body was wrapped in something warm and moist.
The burning pain in his body caused by the ignition of the detonating talisman gradually subsided.
"Huh? Where's that guy?"
The black-robed Jonin in the distance frowned, and even the violent explosion he imagined did not appear.
"what is going on?"
A strange feeling of being out of control filled his heart.
What happened when I used the instant body technique just now!
But soon, he set his sights on the lingering Ishita Satino, snorted coldly, and swooped over again with the sickle in hand.
"Then let's deal with this old thing like you first!"
"Turong·Tulong Spear!"
Inoshita Satano released the ninjutsu he had prepared.
Chi Chi Chi!
Thorns appeared quickly from the black-robed Jonin's path, but they could only block his steps.
"Don't use a technique of this level to embarrass yourself!"
The black-robed jounin gave a sharp shout and quickly approached the well in a few turns.
At this moment, countless iron thorns with cold light suddenly struck from his left side, covering an area of five or six square meters, and they were at his next foothold.
This is his course of action calculated!
"Can't hide!"
Such a thought flashed through his mind, and the black-robed Jonin narrowed his eyes slightly. He pinched the scarlet scythe in his right hand from the middle, moved it to the left side of his body, and began to spin quickly.
The next moment, he swung the sickle into an airtight windmill.
ding ding ding ding...
The sound of continuous metal collisions rang in his ears, but this little force was not even enough to consume much of his physical strength.
Ding!
The last iron thorn glowing with silver was knocked away by him, and the movements in the black-robed Jonin's hand stopped.
With an evil smile on his lips, he looked towards the direction from which the iron thorn was shot, but only saw an empty wasteland.
"interesting!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sense of shame at being teased filled his heart, and his face couldn't help but darken.
Then he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the staggering Jingxia Uno, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
Whoosh!
The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.
At the same time, Inosha Satano felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, and an unprecedented sense of crisis made the hairs on his body stand on end.
His eyes began to scan back and forth quickly around him.
"where is it?"
Drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. In this life-and-death crisis, his entire mental state had collapsed to its lowest point.
But still couldn't find the slightest shadow of the black-robed Jonin!
"Where are you looking?"
A gloomy voice sounded from behind, making Jingxia Satano's expression suddenly shaken.
laugh!
The kunai in his right hand quickly slashed behind him, but it only cut through the air.
The next moment, his whole body was blown away.
The figure of the black-robed jounin kept his feet raised and appeared where he originally stood.
"It's over! Old ghost!"
Looking at Inoshita Uno who was flying backwards, the black-robed Jonin had a sneer on his face and threw his right hand forward.
A spinning shuriken like a cursor flew towards the well-inhabited Uno Posora who had just landed.
Coming soon!
laugh!
A wall of earth suddenly rose out of thin air in front of Ishita Uno, blocking the shuriken at the last moment.
"who is it!"
The black-robed jounin gave a sharp shout, with a shameful and angry look on his face.
The old man's body had just landed on the ground, and there was no possibility of forming a seal to perform ninjutsu. So who should have placed this earth formation wall?
He was blocked from fatal blows one after another, and at this time he was already furious.
But he didn't notice that a square dungeon suddenly appeared around his feet, completely burying his body in the next moment.
His eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment he immediately raised his head to look above his head.
Bang!
A dull crash sounded, and the space above his head was instantly covered!
Earth Escape · Earth Prison Technique!
Through the gap in the dungeon that was as thin as his calf, the black-robed Jonin looked at Inoshita Satino, who was lying on the ground and panting.
He shook his head tremblingly. The irritability in his heart was almost making him lose his mind, but he gritted his teeth to hold it back.
This was the first time that he had been forced to this point by several chuunin!
Taking a deep breath, the black-robed Jonin's face gradually calmed down.
"I have to say, you are very good at using this technique. Normally, you would probably use it as a way to suppress the enemy, right?"
Looking at Jingxia Liye, he spoke calmly.
"The timing of the release of the ninjutsu was perfectly timed by you, and the movement of this jutsu was also minimized by your exquisite chakra control, but... what's the use of this?"
"Huh...huh..."
However, Jingxia Liye was still breathing heavily and could not speak at all.
"I choose to believe in you, Mo. You will definitely not let me down, right!"
He murmured in his mind.
Next second,
A high-pitched eagle cry resounded in the sky.
The black-robed Jonin and Inoshita Rino turned their heads at the same time, one looked surprised, and the other's expression changed drastically.
A rotating storm that was as big as half a house fell from the sky. The surrounding air was driven by it and began to spin wildly. Finally, a tornado with a diameter of several meters was formed in mid-air.
Exploding Rasengan!
boom!
A shocking explosion sounded throughout the space, and even Mousse Watanabe and another Jonin of the Evil God Cult who were several hundred meters away couldn't help but look in the direction of the explosion.
The expressions of both of them changed slightly at the same time.
The next moment, when he saw the familiar wind-attribute chakra aura spreading, Watanabe Mousse seemed to have thought of something, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"It's that boy's psychic beast!"
In his impression, among Shangguan Mo's psychic beasts, the only one whose strength could impress him or even sense danger was the Wind Eagle.
However, after several cooperative battles, he discovered that although Wind Eagle could summon wind attribute chakra, its efficiency was very low.
He didn't know why Feng Ying often had a long casting process when releasing ninjutsu.
In this way, the enemy will notice the movement and will soon be on guard.
But now that Shangguan Mo has let Feng Ying use ninjutsu, it means that the battle there has reached a critical moment, and with the power of Feng Ying's ninjutsu, he believes that it is difficult for any ninja to be able to compete with it. Survive the terrifying power.
Even he didn't have the confidence to face countless violent and subtle wind blade cuts!
……
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The wind eagle beneath him was still spitting out wind blade skills frantically towards the center of the smoke-filled explosion.
Compared to the Explosive Rasengan, which has a casting time of seven or eight seconds, this wind blade technique is much smaller in both power and casting time.
But it’s cheaper and more stable!
boom! boom! boom!
After half a minute, Shangguan Mo, who was sitting on its big head in the water tank, couldn't stand it anymore and patted Feng Ying on the head.
"Okay, okay! Even an iron man will be blown to ashes by you! Don't make that old man Ishiza Rino mentally retarded..."
He looked towards the edge of the smoke, but did not find the old man.
The underground field, which was only fifty meters away from the center of the explosion, was completely covered in smoke and dust.
With a gray face, his eyes were straight now, his face was blue and white, and he almost felt sick.
He just felt like his head was buzzing!
