The Lost Clan of Naruto

"Aren't these two people afraid of heat?"

Looking at it from a distance, Chojuro couldn't help but stick out his tongue. He was very surprised to collide with the two of them at such a close range of flames. Such a distance, for the high temperature flames, is no different than putting the enemy and himself in attack Within range!

"Such a fire escape confrontation is totally unpleasant." Uzumaki Zhishu seems to be sighing, and seems to be suggesting that there will be a greater fire escape confrontation next.

From the very beginning, what the two people said about relying on cooking to compare fire escape was just a polite joke.

But how can two arrogant people forget this easily?

They are just waiting for a flashpoint.

Of course, if this flashpoint will never come, then these two people will never have this battle.

But Uzumaki Zhishu deliberately provoked such a battle.

"I also want to see if my Huo Dun can face an opponent like Shui Ying!"

In the eyes of Uzumaki Zhishu, a strong fighting spirit ignited!

Immediately afterwards, his right foot slammed on the ground, and the strong reverse thrust threw him into the air.

He has never had such a good time to test whether his ninjutsu is qualified.

He knows that his ninjutsu is definitely a very good existence, but he cannot measure how good his ninjutsu is.

Can you defeat the shadow class and even stronger opponents with this!

In almost every crucial battle before, he relied on his tyrannical physique to solve the enemy.

Even with the collocation of ninjutsu, it will not be the most critical means.

In that kind of battle, he dared not bet his life on ninjutsu, but put it on his more trusted and used physical skills!

Whether his ninjutsu has the ability to fight against the strong of the shadow level has never been tested!

"Let me use Fire Escape once!"

Zhishu Uzumaki, who was already soaring in the sky, stepped in the wind and looked at Terumi Ming below, the young Shui Ying of the fifth generation.

Chapter 571

From the side of the whirlpool Zhishu, a sea of ​​flames gradually spread, but in the blue sky, it was not so conspicuous.

Terumi Ming's complexion became more solemn, and he secretly said, "The strength of the people of the whirlpool family is so strong that the chakra is so strong, and the chakra is used so wantonly, and there is no trace of fatigue."

But be cautious, this "offensive" to her kid must be taught.

In the view of Uzumaki Zhishu, such a battle was because the two had a tacit understanding of comparison.

But this time, he was wrong.

Even if Terumi Ming did not lose the thought of comparing fire escape ninjutsu with him, at this moment, all she thought in her heart was to teach Uzumaki Tomoki.

Ms. Uzumaki did not expect that the word "marriage date" was so sensitive in Terumi Ming's heart that no one could mention it.

And when Tomomi Uzumaki uttered this word without evasiveness, it can be said that he directly filled Terumi Ming's anger!

Suddenly, the three fire-red molten lava surrounding Terumi Mei quickly expanded like a hormone!

When Ms. Uzumaki looked at it with Kagura's eyes, he could see which three fire dragons Terumi was heading toward the chakra.

The fire dragons made of these three molten lava seem to be observing some secret rules, hovering around Terumi Ming, but its huge body still pushes down several giant trees that have become charcoal from time to time.

As early as the beginning of this battle, the frightened beasts and the birds began to flee.

As for those who were not frightened, they were all turned into charcoal together with this forest.

It is foreseeable that in the future, the boundary of the mountain cemetery will be evacuated to the center by a considerable distance.

But compared to this huge area, this short piece is still not enough.

The three dragons of lava have become more and more clear, and the scales of the dragon are attached to the snake-like dragon body with extremely layered feeling.

Zhishu knew that this was not something Terumi Ming did intentionally.

Because when a technique reaches its limit, even unintentional actions can manifest even more terrifying forms.

This is the source of part of the myth, and because of this form, it is more suitable for offense and full of deterrence.

"Sure enough, the strong at this level have unexpected means."

With that, Uzumaki Zhishu inserted his right hand into the sky and into the boundless blue sea of ​​fire!

Suddenly, the originally calm sea of ​​fire seemed to have some kind of exploding foreign matter, and it started!

Purple-blue flames are jumping in the sky, bursting!

In the end, it gradually split apart, and spear-like flames stood in the air, like a rain of flames shot by the gods.

Chojuro looked at this scene in the sky on a hill one kilometer away.My heart is already full of shock.

"Is this the method of shadow? Why can't I do it like this?"

Chojuro saw the gap between himself and Uzumaki Chiki, but he didn't feel any cowardice.

Because he knew in which direction he would become stronger next.

"As long as I do Hokage, I will probably become a person who can be trusted by others."

Almost every elite Shangren has mastered the combat methods to deal with all different situations.

Moreover, they all have their own unique aggressive offense.

But they are still elites, and facing the strong of the shadow level, there is still a big gap in many cases.

And this gap lies in how to use the techniques they have already mastered.

Do you follow the usage of the technique itself, or add your own thinking to the technique, and even let the technique undergo a qualitative change, or a state of deformation.

For example, the Art of Fireball, when used in the hands of a strong man like Shadow, can even easily become a state similar to Art of Fire of Fire.Even stronger and more varied is unknown.

But when it comes to this level, the technique has become a state that can be changed at will in their hands.

"I really haven't missed Chakra, I don't know how Chakra should use the little devil on the blade!"

Terumi Ming's hands were sealed, but her slender legs did not stop, constantly moving her position.

The blue arrow rain like a sea of ​​fire from the whirlpool wisdom tree had obviously reached the level of inevitable avoidance.