Master of Ninja World

Seeing the shiny sand wrapping up to me, there is no dust and no avoiding, letting the sand erode and wrap myself, and calmly closed my eyes, facing such a desperate situation, there is no sense of fear.

However, this appearance of being clean and calm has a different meaning in the eyes of others.

"Trash, Lao Tzu has been out for such a while, and a supply force of hundreds of ninjas will be wiped out in less than half an hour, a bunch of useless things!"

The voice of the incoming person is like a rainbow, the aura is calm and powerful, the body is strong and the skin is dark, the majestic voice lingers in the sky, and the voice of Chakra stirs ripples in the sky.

But he is a monk!

"To be annihilated by such a kid, it's unreasonable, Shayin Village's face has been lost by you!"

Seeing Wu Chen who was subdued by his own ninjutsu in an instant, the thin monk raised his mouth with a touch of disdain, and immediately looked around the stumps and broken arms, his cold eyes didn't use the slightest pity, instead he cursed mercilessly.

"Qiang Qiang..."

A roar resembling the impact of steel rang out, and the sturdy man subconsciously raised his head to see that it had been transmitted from the dust-free sand before.

"Yes, it's not dead yet. I don't think you have two brushes for this trash."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and the rickety monk had a slight smile on the corners of his mouth. He hugged him in front of him, and looked with interest at Wuchen who was heavily wrapped in Jinsha. He looked expectant and curious. It was not difficult to see that he wanted Wuchen to break free.

It seemed to look forward to the dust-free performance, it was a cat play mouse.

"boom!"

The golden sand surrounding the dust-free burst instantly, like a goddess scattered flowers, and dust-free was exposed to the air intact. Looking straight forward, he saw this mysterious man looking at himself with a joking expression on his brows. Suddenly frowned, his face became gloomy, and the murderous look in his eyes was fleeting.

Thumb forward, pointing to the monk.

"laser!"

The straight speed of light jetted out and came to the front in the blink of an eye.

"What a weird trick, you don't even need Jieyin."

The bald monk looked at Wuchen in surprise, and immediately smiled at the oncoming light beam. He was not afraid, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and his demeanor was extremely calm and he did not put Wuchen in his eyes.

Quite a feeling of being cold from high places.

"Relying and selling old bastard, you pretend to be forced, I will make you cry later!"

The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Wuchen looked at the calm Lao Hei Tan ahead, his nose was already crooked, and at the same time he raised his guard secretly. This guy has a mysterious origin. There are only four people known in this world who can use magnetic escape. , Such a character who emerged out of thin air has never heard of it.

"boom!"

When the beam of light was about to penetrate the monk, the heavy sand stood in front of him, blocking the dust-free attack.

"Boy, what's your name, my name is a blessing."

Removed the metal-containing sand that was in front of him, Fenfu raised his head, said in a proud tone, and stared at Wuchen with a downward gaze, like a proud rooster.

"Shut up, what kind of thing are you? I haven't heard your name before, it means that you are a long sleeve, and if you are a long sleeve, you must have the consciousness of a long sleeve, especially you, an ugly bastard with no human rights! I am not qualified to know the name of Xiaoye!"

With a suffocating dust in his heart, he immediately started the offensive, using all the most vicious words I could think of.

"You said I was ugly?"

The old monk called Fenfu twitched his mouth severely. He didn't understand the dust-free words, except that he heard the words "you are such an ugly bastard who has no human rights", and he became angry. Chakra walked away angrily.

Fenfu’s old face is hot| sore and painful, Wuchen’s vicious words are more sad than beating him.

"Die me!"

The blessed eyes were red, full of anger, and the thin body suddenly swept away, but the palms were huge, and the big hands comparable to the palms of a bear opened, grabbing at the dust-free neck, with a grinning smile on his face.

Seeing this battle seems to be moving the dust-free head.

"Dare to say I'm ugly? It's him|you didn't even recognize you as a bastard when you beat me!"

He was blessed and roared, seeing Wuchen motionless, and he was about to succeed. There was endless refreshment in his voice, and the smile on his face was as scary as a ghost.

However, Wuchen just laughed weirdly.

The pitch-black eyes turned sharply, and the five-pointed star kaleidoscope writing wheel stared at the big hand grabbed by Fenfu, grinning, staring at the thick and powerful big hand, and an irregular black fire light flashed in his eyes.

"Amaterasu!!!"

The corners of his eyes suddenly flowed with blood stains, and the black flames burst out, almost instantly falling on Rakshasa's arm.

"It hurts! Damn bastard!!"

Severe pain instantly spread to nerve cells everywhere in his body. Raksha looked at his right arm in surprise, and found out in horror that his right arm was wrapped around a black flame!

"Writing round eyes?... Damn boy, you belong to the Uchiha family?!"

"I am the one who wants your life!"

Grievously laughed, Wuchen's whole body floated with golden luster, and an instant body appeared behind Fenfu, and the cold sounded with killing intent.

"Have you been kicked by the speed of light?"

"Now I will let you taste what it feels like to be kicked at the speed of light, kicked at the speed of light!"

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