Konoha dances on Zanpakutō

Chapter 49 Go to hell, bastard!
Duanlang took Bai and left Kaduo's villa area, thinking about the next plan in his heart.

Now that Bai was caught, it was natural to squeeze some value out of him.

It's just that Duanlang is a little entangled, because he has no idea of ​​cultivating influence outside the village yet, and throwing a genius like Bai to the underground exchange for money is a waste of money.

But before he could figure out why, another question came before him.

"This guy seems to be a hot potato. If he doesn't cut it, if he knows that Bai was taken away by me, he will definitely not let it go."

Thinking of that Kirigakure ghost whose reputation spread all over the ninja world, Duanlang's pace quickened a bit.

He didn't believe that he would not take any countermeasures if he sent Bai Bai out alone, and it would be troublesome if he ran into the other party at that time.

That's right, before Duanlang did plan to use Zabuzhan as his opponent to stimulate his Sharingan to advance, but that was under the condition of perfect intelligence and careful preparation.

If he doesn't cut it now, Duanlang won't be so sure.

But Duan Lang didn't rush to the town, but turned around and got into the jungle outside the town.

Anyway, he has already solved Kaduo, and Kaisha can handle the rest.

If I get in touch with them more, I am afraid that if I lose a capable subordinate at that time, I will not let the people in the town go.

What's more, if Zabuzhan really came to Lanping, going to meet Kaisha and the others by himself would not lead to disaster to them.

"I hope I won't kill him again. That guy is very confident in Bai, so he didn't follow him."

Duanlang prayed secretly in his heart.

It's just that God often doesn't obey people's wishes.

After Duanlang walked through the woods for a while, he keenly noticed a faint mist floating around him at some point.

Under the moonlight, the white mist gradually thickened, covering the verdant forest.

Seeing this, Duanlang immediately stopped in his tracks, and at the same time nervously looked around.

Lanping is located by the sea, fog is not a rare phenomenon.

But in Duanlang's perception, these mist contains a lot of chakra, obviously it will not be naturally generated.

As for who made this fog?

Do you even need to think about it?The famous tricks of ghosts not beheaded are the "fog concealment technique" and "silent killing technique"!

"It's really bad luck! I didn't expect to meet the Lord!"

Duanlang cursed secretly in his heart, and at the same time drew out the Yanluo Jingdian.

It's just that he didn't release the Zanpakuto immediately, but raised his voice slightly: "Since the attack has already been made, why do you want to hide your head and show your tail?"

The sound of breaking waves echoed faintly in the jungle, but there was no response.

He couldn't help swallowing, and felt that the dark forest was like a beast that wanted to devour people, and he couldn't tell when it would open its mouth and swallow itself.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the famous Taodi would be just a rat who dare not see people if he doesn't cut it again!"

Duanlang laughed sarcastically, while letting go of his spiritual sense to perceive his surroundings.

The forest was still quiet, as if there was no life.

And because of the large amount of chakra in the mist, Duanlang's spiritual perception was severely disturbed, not only the accuracy was greatly reduced, but the perception range was reduced from about [-] meters to less than ten meters.

"Damn, after this incident, I have to focus on training my perception."

Duan Lang thought so in his heart, and then fled to the southwest quickly while maintaining his perception of the surrounding situation.

However, after traveling for nearly a kilometer, Duan Lang was shocked to find that the fog around him not only did not dissipate, but was more than doubled in thickness!
"This is impossible!"

Duan Lang's face darkened.

The range of the fog concealment technique is very limited, generally 80 meters is already very remarkable.

According to his judgment, even if he didn't study the technique of concealing the fog, the coverage range would be about 60 meters at most.

I have already run nearly a thousand meters quickly, there is no reason to still be in the fog!
Duanlang put down the white he was carrying in his hand, observed everything around him vigilantly, and thought in his heart at the same time.

Currently, there are two possibilities. One is that he has suffered from an illusion, so he thinks that he is always in the mist.

But Duan Lang quietly opened Sharingan and looked around, there was no sign of illusion, and he was not a person who was good at illusion even if he didn't kill him.

So he quickly denied this conjecture, and there was only one last possibility left.

Thinking of this, Duan Lang swung his knife and carved a mark on the big tree beside him.

Then he flickered again and walked forward.

A few more minutes passed, Duanlang stopped, raised his hand to touch the tree trunk beside him, and found that the mark he had just carved on it was still clearly visible.

"really!"

Duanlang thought to himself, and then backhandedly shot more than a dozen Kunai with explosive charms tied to the ends at the same time.

He purposely weighed those Kunaizai injured for two seconds before making a move, so when they flew into the mid-air more than ten meters away, the dozens of detonating symbols had already been burned out.

boom,

The detonator exploded into a ball of fire.

Blown by the storm blown by the aftermath of the explosion, the thick fog dispersed a bit, revealing a tall figure.

The man had short black hair, the lower half of his face and neck were tightly wrapped in white bandages, and a forehead was tied obliquely on his head.

"The peach land will not be cut again!"

Duan Lang narrowed his eyes and immediately recognized the other party's identity.

But no matter how he looked at Duanlang up and down, his eyes flickered with undisguised ferocity.

He is an irritable and irritable guy. Although he didn't show up because of Duan Lang's taunt just now, the flame in his eyes obviously shows that he is not in a good mood.

"I didn't expect you to be able to see through the maze I set up. It seems that I underestimated you."

Zai Bu Zhan's voice was hoarse and rough, like rubbing sand on glass, which made people very uncomfortable.

However, in his words, there was some appreciation for Duanlang.

Because Zabuzhan once discovered by accident that when there is no reference object, the direction of travel of people will unconsciously deviate to the right.

Just now he used this principle to guide Duan Lang to circle around within the envelope of the Fog Concealment Technique.

Generally speaking, people who are trapped in the special technique of hidden fog will keep moving forward to find a way out, and eventually exhaust all their strength and be easily killed.

That's why he was so surprised after Duanlang easily saw through his special fog concealment technique.

But Duanlang sneered at the praise of not beheading again: "Ghosts will not be beheaded again? That's all, they only use this little trick."

Duanlang was not polite in his words, because he had already seen through the little trick of not beheading again.

Because normally speaking, people's rightward movement is on a large scale, and it should not appear in such a small distance.

Obviously, Buzhan did some tricks on the road, which led to the result just now.

That's why Duan Lang made such insulting remarks, obviously he was extremely disdainful of the method of not killing again.

Seeing the other party's attitude towards the Wuyin technique that he is proud of, Zai Bu Zhan seemed a little angry: "Do you know what you are talking about, brat?"

"I think I should know better than you."

Duanlang answered without giving in.

"you…"

Zabuzhan wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a delicate voice.

"A-won't you behead your lord again?"

Both Duanlang and Zabuzhan were shocked, and looked at Duanlang's feet at the same time.

It turned out that at some point, Bai, who was in a coma, had come to life, and was staring blankly at Zabuzha.

A bit ashamed appeared on his delicate face: "I'm sorry, if I don't behead my lord, I couldn't complete the task you gave me..."

Bai also tried to struggle while speaking, but Duanlang had already tied up his captive with a special cowhide rope firmly in Kaduo's villa, so his struggle had no effect.

"Yo, I remembered."

Duanlang bent down slightly, grabbed Bai's back collar and lifted him up: "This kid should be your capable subordinate again, sir, right?"

"Hmph, it's just a tool."

No more gloomy face.

"Really?" Duanlang watched Bai's face turn pale with interest, "If you don't want your tools to go wrong, please make way for me."

Zai Buzhan's face remained unchanged: "Since you caught him, it proves that this guy is a useless trash, do you think I will let you go just because of a trash?"

Bai Wenyan stared blankly at Zabuzhan, his big eyes were filled with mist, obviously he couldn't accept that the adult he swore allegiance to just abandoned him like this.

Duanlang shook his head frivolously: "Tsk tsk, he is indeed the one who betrayed his own village. He really has a cold heart."

"This world is like this," Zai Buzhan looked at the two of them coldly, "Useless guys have no qualifications to be needed!"

As he said that, he thought of the village he used to be in, that cruel village called 'Blood Mist', and the chill and murderous aura in his heart increased a bit.

He lowered his head in despair, and crystal tears ran across his fair and tender face.

Duanlang didn't care about Bai, but took a step back, opening the distance from Zabuzhan.

He is very clear that at this moment, Bu Zhan is observing the flaws in himself, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will violently attack.

The two confronted each other for a while, and then Bai seemed to have figured something out, and suddenly raised his head: "If you don't want to behead your lord, you are right, a waste like me is not qualified to be needed! Please do it, Don't worry about my life!"

Is the degree of brainwashing already so deep?

Duanlang couldn't help but be speechless in his heart.

Then he lowered his head, with a bloody gleam in his eyes: "Give me peace for a while!"

hum~
Bai Bai's gaze met his, and he felt a sense of drowsiness welling up in his heart, his head tilted and he fell into a coma again.

"This is Sharingan? He's from the Uchiha clan!" Zabuzhan on the opposite side saw it clearly, and then made a judgment, "But it looks like it's just a hook, and the strength is not much stronger."

Kirigakure and Konoha only had a big battle a few years ago, so Zabuza is very clear about the strength division of the Uchiha tribe.

Seeing that Duanlang was just a Uchiha with one hook jade, he made a decisive decision and rushed forward brandishing the beheading sword in his hand.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

(End of this chapter)