I can't be so dirty when I came to Hokage

Speaking of the dance clothes slowly, using a lot of chakra with a lot of Chakra, I have rushed into the Gurchu Yue Yue!

.......

"I didn't say it ... useless."

Guanchuan Yue Yue hidged its own attack hands slowly, a wooden stick flew out.

"Wooden and plugs."

In his body, Chakra is also elite tolerance, and it is nothing to use in a tree.

And the printer .. He has never practiced before, the strength of the body is relatively weak ...

The front of the past also seems to have been shake, but it is still coming to him from time to time.

"Ok?"

Feel the sense of crisis from yourself, Guichuan Yushui quickly hid! Evue the long knife that has just been rushing.

"Damn - what to hide!"

The other hand of the dance dress, the long knife in the hands left a wound in the chest of Guichuan Yue Yue.

"Hey, how did she stand up?"

"Dance ...... ..." The tap is also slightly surprised. He didn't think that the dance clothes were still moving .... and .. looks like it is really not hurt, Even if the physical strength is not consumed ... Ah .. It may be that Chakra has consumed a lot because it is used.

Especially the summoning is too, the big half of Chakra is gone ...

"It hurts, hurts, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt - hurts -!"

On the side of the dance, the dance is called to move the feelings from their wounds, and the two sorts of long knives in their hands are constantly moving toward the Guichuan Yushui.

"I was chopped by me."

"Available guys -"

After all, Gu Chuan Yue is just a general person, the movement is very stiff, very unflexible, and there will be many wounds on the body.

Wooden cloth!

The next moment, countless wood rises from the ground to block the fatal blow of the dancer.

In his opinion, the dance clothes is just that it is forcibly suppressed his own feelings, because I don't know the reason (afraid of death) and stand up and fight.

So ... just wait for a while, she naturally has no strength!

"Will n't let you succeed!"

boom--

When the dance clothes are in the feet, kick the ground out of a small crack, and then the whole person is fast, and it is rushing to Guichuan Yue Yue on the basis of the instant.

When the talent of the dancer is still AA .. She thought when she was bored, I didn't think of the power of other worlds in this world?

This feeling allows the dancer to cultivate a week.

Even with the addition of shadow, in the absence of his imagination, she did not create six o'clock ...

But ... in this moment, a lot of Chakra instantly gathered on the feet, then .. instantly broke out.

With a way that is similar to the foot of the fly, it will increase its speed in a moment!

Before the wooden clam, I came to Guichuan Yue Yue, I went in the long knife in my hands!

Puchi -

Chapter 61

"Wow--"

Feel the pain of your heart's position, there is a wooden

"I am going to ... death ..."

The sight of Guanchuan Yushui is a little blurred.

In front of you, I usually have my own lifetime.

When you are playing, every day when you are long ...

"do you died...."

Gurchya Yushui has closed his more and more heavy eyes.

This ... is not bad ...

"- -"

Dancers breathed the roughness and see that there is a little unrealistic feeling in the Guan Chunyu on the ground ...

"Forget it ... I am really not true, cut down, say! Do people want to make a knife!"

The dance dress wanted to start the knife and set off the head of Guichuan Yue Yue.

Looking at the face, but still can see a trace of casual smile, and smile ....

"What does it mean .... Don't you care about your death .... or ..."

"Hey - good! Dancer."

Looking at lying on the ground, I lost my life and nodded slightly.

"How? War is not hurting? So helping me take me, my physical strength and Chakra are exhausted .. Haha."

"Um ... hurts -"

When you look down at the dance, you will feel a concentrated persistence.

"Haha, it is really this."

I also looked at the dance clothes that I fell to the ground smiled: "It seems ... Sure enough, I have to wait until I recover."

.....

"do you died...."

Ji Liang Jie looked at the head of Guichuan Yue Yue, a slight frown, frightened to fall into the ground.