Chapter 33 The fly self-destructs and performs extraordinary feats again
Shurikens flashing with sharp aura kept falling from the sky, like a goddess scattering flowers.
The jounin of the evil sect gradually became tired of dealing with it.
The ninja sword in Watanabe Mousse's hand was swung so tightly that he knew Shangguan Mo's tactics, so he no longer used all his strength with the sword in a fight. He would often make a splash with one strike, but when the Jonin of the Evil God Cult caught it, he discovered Just a feint.
call out!
The next moment, another shuriken shot came from a direction and angle he could not imagine.
It went straight to his butt!
The scarlet sickle in his right hand swung back violently, knocking away the shuriken that shone with cold light.
His whole body began to tremble, like a volcano about to erupt.
"Ah! Ugh!"
He just opened his mouth to yell, but something small got stuck in his throat.
"vomit……"
His body's natural reaction made him lower his head involuntarily, wanting to gag and spit out the foreign matter in his throat.
But the next moment, a burning sensation quickly rose from his throat.
"Why does this feel so much like a detonating talisman?"
He couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
Boom!
An extremely dull and tiny explosion sound came out from between his teeth. Visible to the naked eye, the skin at his Adam's apple began to ooze blood, which slowly condensed into a drop of blood and slid down his neck.
a drop,
Two drops...
The pupils of the Evil God Sect's Jonin slowly widened, and he lowered his head to look at the Adam's apple that felt like a needle pricking pain, but he only saw a scarlet blood mark on his chest! He was clearly aware that there was an extremely small wound on his trachea, which would have been normal, but now was a critical moment in the battle.
This small wound is destined to be the source of his defeat or even death!
In the sky, Shangguan Mo shook his head slightly.
"This self-destructing fly is easy to use, but its power is too small. It explodes from inside the body or in an extremely fragile place like the trachea, but it doesn't penetrate it..."
After throwing the last shuriken, Shangguan Mo thought of the psychic beast that he subconsciously ignored - the self-destructing fly!
This kind of psychic beast, which in his opinion was almost purely auxiliary, once again exerted an unexpected effect in the battle.
……
Attaching chakra to the ninja sword in his hand, a sharp cutting aura emerged from the blade.
The gray-white chakra was like a fatal brilliance, flickering in the eyes of the evil cult jounin.
Wind Escape · Weapon Attachment!
When the enemy began to defeat itself from the inside, Watanabe Mousse relied on his many years of combat experience to begin to strengthen the enemy.
Just to speed up the deterioration of his injury!
Dangdang Dangdang!
The two figures began to clash rapidly, the sparks from the collision of weapons almost never stopped, and the sound of metal collision was endless.
In Shangguan Mo's sight, the figures of the two people were almost invisible at this time. He could only see the movements of the two people clearly when they paused when the weapons were clashing.
"Is this a Jonin?"
Shangguan Mo murmured to himself.
There are almost no shortcomings in the existence that can be called a jounin. Even a single body technique is enough to crush the current Shangguan Mo thousands of times.
The fierce confrontation lasted for several minutes. Just as Watanabe Mousse felt a little tired, the Jonin of the Evil God Cult finally decided to give up.
clang!
His huge scarlet sickle struck the ninja sword that Watanabe Musi was blocking, but his feet quickly stepped on the back of the ninja sword.
With the force of this counter-shock, he quickly retreated towards the rear.
Drops of blood fell from the hem of his clothes, leaving a trail of blood wherever he passed.
"breeze!"
Shangguan Mo's eyes lit up and he patted Feng Ying on the forehead.
It immediately understood what Shangguan Mo meant, spread its wings, and fiercely chased the man.
At the same time, a whirlwind began to gather in his mouth.
A few seconds later, its huge mouth that was torn to the extreme suddenly became ferocious, and a ball of white sphere rotating at high speed in the mouth was quickly hit towards the Jonin of the Evil God Cult thirty meters below.
The next moment, the sky collapsed.
The forest beneath it that it had just stepped into immediately suffered an unprecedented blow.
The powerful shock wave smashed all the trees within a dozen meters around the center of the explosion into pieces. Countless wood chips flew in all directions, and the branches within a fifty-meter radius began to sway wildly, as if they might break at the next moment.
Shangguan Mo frowned.
"Self-destructing fly, share perspective!"
As soon as the command in his heart was issued, the scene in front of Shangguan Mo suddenly changed drastically.
The surrounding environment suddenly changed from the vast sky to an ancient primeval forest. Trees that seemed to reach to the sky stood beside him, and the sky was filled with yellow sand and dust.
Suddenly, there was a turbulence in front of him, and a raging wind swept the dust and rushed towards him. This apocalyptic scene scared him and he quickly lay down.
This time, he felt something was wrong!
Why is this ground so soft and full of flesh when pinched?
"Choo Choo Choo!
Brother! itch! "
Feng Ying's thoughts echoed in Shangguan Mo's mind, causing him to react quickly.
"Fuck! This perspective sharing is so real, I almost thought I was that self-destructing fly that just got swept away by the sandstorm!"
Cursing secretly, Shangguan Mo calmed down and began to search for the figure of the Jonin of the Evil God Cult.
Faced with the Explosive Rasengan, which takes a very long time to cast, a Jonin who is not restricted in body shape should have many ways to avoid this attack and fly to the center of the explosion.
Therefore, the evil sect should not be as motionless as if it were dead.
Then he dispersed all the self-destructing flies around the smoke to prevent anyone from trying to sneak away.
He also began to investigate the perspectives of self-destructing flies one by one.
Soon, from the perspective of a self-exploding fly, he spotted a giant figure crouching slightly behind a towering tree in the smoke.
"over there!"
Cutting off the perspective of the self-destructing fly, Shangguan Mo shouted sharply and pointed downward at the three o'clock direction with himself as the central axis.
Except for him, the three teachers all began to release ninjutsu in the direction he pointed. The next moment, a two-meter-long wind blade condensed from Feng Ying's mouth and slashed towards the target location.
boom!
In the aftermath of the explosion, an embarrassed figure jumped out, looked up and stared at Feng Ying hatefully, and then ran in the opposite direction without looking back.
"What a thief!"
This Jonin of the Evil God Cult is extremely determined in mind and shows absolutely rational psychological qualities in life and death, but he actually goes against the grain and hides instead of running away.
Shangguan Mo gritted his teeth secretly. If he hadn't been cautious, he might have really escaped today because this guy was fishing in troubled waters.
"Xiao Feng, keep chasing!"
In fact, Feng Ying had already chased after him without him opening his mouth.
Looking at the figure running wildly in front of him, a very human expression of shame flashed in his eyes.
call out!
It spit out another wind blade from its mouth, but the Evil God Ninja quickly dodged it.
By the time Watanabe Musi and Li arrived at the battlefield, Shangguan Mo and others had already gone away.
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