Konoha dances on Zanpakutō

Chapter 12
An elite Jōnin plus two Jōnin were easily defeated by an 11-year-old boy. At this time, Uchiha Tetsuhiro will never forget the humiliation in his life.

So as soon as Duanlang made a move, he immediately realized that the opponent's move just now was exactly what Uchiha Itachi used when he defeated him yesterday.

This surprised Tie Huo, but Duanlang didn't give him time to think, and directly kicked his opponent's temple with a high kick.

It's still Uchiha Itachi's moves!
Tie Huo focused his gaze, raised his hand to block Duanlang's sweeping kick, then kicked him up and hit the opponent's shoulder, kicking him far away.

However, Tiehuo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but looked at Duanlang who rolled a few times on the ground in surprise.

Because Duanlang's movements are very proficient, without any sloppiness, as if he has practiced it thousands of times.

Although Sharingan has the ability to perceive the enemy's movements and copy them, Tiehuo knows very well that even his own Sangouyu Sharingan cannot imitate Uchiha Itachi's fierce and swift movement in such a short period of time. momentum.

"Could this kid not only collude with Anbu, but also with Itachi Uchiha?" Tie Huo naturally refused to believe that the copying ability of the other party's Sharingan surpassed his own, and a guess immediately popped up in his mind, "No wonder he didn't want to Go after Itachi, they turned out to be a gang!"

Just when Tie Huomao made up a huge conspiracy, Duanlang reluctantly got up, only feeling the blood in his chest surging.

"It seems that you are hiding it very deeply," Tie Huo quickly formed a seal with both hands, "but your resistance ends here!"

Art fire escape ho fireball!
Looking at the huge fireball that occupied his entire field of vision, Duan Lang couldn't help but change his face.

Although he can also use this ninjutsu, whether it is temperature or scale, it is obviously not at the same level as that performed by Iron Fire.

"If this kind of ninjutsu is hit, I'm afraid it will be abolished even if it doesn't die!"

Duan Lang immediately judged the situation clearly, so he backhanded Yan Luo Jing Dian in front of him.

Respectfully, Nine Heavens Mirror Valley!

The golden phantom lit up, like a solid wall blocking him.

Then there was a loud bang, Pang Shuo's fireball exploded on the golden phantom, and Duanlang felt that his poor pupil power had been exhausted in a blink of an eye.

Then the golden phantom shattered violently, and the engulfing wave of blazing air instantly engulfed him.

With a bang, Duanlang flew far away, and finally hit the ground after knocking down several big trees.

However, he seemed to be seriously injured, and after a few twitches, he became motionless.

Tie Huo in the distance frowned and stepped forward, looking up and down at Duan Lang.

At this moment, Duanlang's clothes were completely torn, turned into strands of rags hanging on his body, and most of the exposed skin showed a scorched black color, as terrifying as a mummified corpse.

Seeing this, Tie Huo spat: "What, this trash won't die, right?"

As he spoke, he kicked Duanlang's body, but there was no response.

"Hey, can't you? I'm waiting to dig out information from you!"

Tie Huo bent down, wanting to investigate Duan Lang's information carefully.

But at this moment, a slight sound of cloth being torn suddenly came from under Duanlang's body.

Tie Huo secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong, but when he realized it was already too late, a white glow burst out from under Duan Lang's body, aiming directly at the center of his eyebrows.

"Shoot him, the magic gun!"

Duanlang uttered the liberation language coldly, with a cold murderous aura like the light of a knife.

Hearing the other party's voice, Tie Huo's heart was filled with ghosts, but luckily his Sangouyu Sharingan was still open.

With the help of dynamic vision, Tiehuo barely reacted and tilted his head, and then the stabbing blade brushed his cheek.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Tie Huo let out a scream, covered his right eye and staggered back.

Blood spilled from between his fingers, and soon covered half of his face.

It wasn't until this moment that Duan Lang forced himself to stand up, the hand holding the Zanpakuto was still trembling slightly.

In fact, although Jiutian Jinggu was shattered by the bombardment of the fireball just now, its reflection ability has actually dispelled most of the impact.

So although Duan Lang appeared to be on the verge of life and death, he was not seriously injured.

It's just that he understands that with his current situation, it is absolutely impossible to defeat Iron Fire head-on, and at the same time, he is sure that the other party will despise him, so he will definitely not take more precautions.

So Duanlang simply remained motionless and pretended to be in a coma, creating opportunities for himself to fight back.

Facts have proved that his prediction was not wrong, which also allowed him to successfully complete the revenge against Iron Fire.

Looking back indifferently at his opponent who was howling in pain, Duanlang felt extremely happy in his heart.

After all, he has long been displeased with this guy. Yesterday he was almost arrested because of Tie Huo's suggestion, and today he wandered around in a life-and-death situation.

So Duanlang didn't intend to let the opponent go, but aimed Zanpakutao at Tiehuo again, preparing to give him a fatal blow.

"stop!"

"and many more!"

At the same time Duanlang raised his knife, two bangs sounded from a distance at the same time.

Although Duanlang was very familiar with these two voices, he didn't intend to distinguish the identity of the person who came, but acted as if he had never heard of it.
Shoot him sharpshooter!
The sharp white light exuded a cold murderous intent, pointing directly at Tiehuo's throat.

However, Tie Huo, who was still screaming miserably, keenly sensed the killing intent. After dazedly seeing another flash of white light with his single eye, he subconsciously rolled over to the side.

laugh,

The extended blade pierced into the ground without hurting the enemy.

Duanlang, who missed this opportunity to eradicate the enemy for nothing, gritted his teeth and secretly hated: "Damn it! My pupil power is still too weak, and it can't even reach the speed of the original sharp gun!"

It's just that he still didn't give up, and after retracting the blade, he wanted to use his last pupil power to try again.

However, at this moment, a Kunai flew towards Zanpakutodao like lightning.

Duan Lang's hand trembled, the weapon was thrown out of his hand, and then two figures came down, standing between him and Tie Huo.

"What do you want to do?"

The white-haired man strangled Duanlang's neck and growled angrily, spraying his face with foul-smelling saliva.

Duanlang only felt that the other party's big hands were like a pair of pliers tightly clasping his throat, and the suffocation from lack of oxygen made his eyes black.

He looked hard, and found that the man turned out to be Uchiha Yatsushiro, and he couldn't help but scream inwardly.

But in the next second, Uchiha Yatsushiro was pulled away by another person: "Yachidai, calm down, go and see how Tiehuo is doing!"

Hearing this, Uchiha Yadai's face turned blue and pale, but in the end he chose to compromise, and threw Duanlang to the ground with a wave of his hand: "Yes, Master Fugaku."

Duanlang who fell to the ground took a few deep gulps of fresh air, then looked up at Uchiha Fugaku: "Hey, you are finally here, patriarch."

There was a bit of sarcasm in his voice, and then his tense nerves finally relaxed, and before the embarrassed other party could say anything, he rolled his eyes and fell into a coma.

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