People are in Konoha, and the battlefield has collected corpses for ten years

Chapter 50 Is Heinously Stable (Please recommend a monthly pass for collection)

"Illusion! The art of the Xia follower!"

printed!

Accompanied by the flow of chakra, a stream of pure spiritual power spewed out, covering Tuhe who was in a rage.

In an instant.

After Tuhe's vision was distorted for a short time, the appearance of Qifeng in front of him changed, and he seemed to be the most feared existence at this time, Orochimaru!
At the same time, Konoha ninjas covered in blood and hatred appeared from every corner, holding all kinds of ninja tools and wearing various seals, locking him.

"Orochimaru!!"

Tuhe roared, forcibly using his anger to cover up the fear in his heart.

One of the main points of using illusion is that when the enemy is affected by his own emotions, the power of illusion will be far beyond normal.

The greater the emotional fluctuations of the performer, the greater the power of the illusion.

At this time, Tuhe was already wounded, and full of unwillingness to witness the death of his companion. He was hit by the illusion of praying for the wind, and his whole person fell into a state of madness.

Seal!

"Earth escape! Earthquake core!"

Rumbling--

Although Tuhe was affected by the illusion, most of his strength was still there.

Accompanied by the crazy emergence of chakras without money, the power of earth escape ninjutsu this time is quite impressive.

The entire ground began to roar continuously, towering rocks were uprooted one by one, and flat ground suddenly sank everywhere.

The terrain changes accordingly.

Qifeng, who wanted to take the opportunity to attack, changed his face, stopped his progress, and retreated.

A wide-range attack is extremely destructive, and he doesn't want to face it at this time.

At this time, Tuhe was like a wounded tiger, showing his ferocity while showing his cold fangs to anyone, raging around without the slightest method.

In Qifeng's eyes, Tuhe was like a headless chicken, attacking the open space fiercely.

He can only choose to avoid its edge.

Huskies meet tigers?
Let's hide first.

But in Tuhe's sight, his attack successfully repelled Orochimaru and severely damaged a large number of Konoha ninjas.

With disheveled hair and wanton howling, Tuhe looked extremely crazy.

But, soon he was stunned.

Because those Konoha ninjas who were repelled by him, suppressed by him, and crushed into powder appeared in his sight again.

Still the same look, same movement, same position.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, a flash of calmness flashed in his crazy eyes, and he figured out the reason just after thinking about it.

He glared angrily at the "Orochimaru" not far away.

"Illusion!!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words.

However, "Oshewan" grinned open, revealing a piercing smile.

I saw that his hands had already formed seals, and the faint voice was silent, but it was clearly transmitted to Tuhe's ears.

"Illusion! The art of seeing Naraku!"

Like a shadow clone, "drilling" a large number of "Orochi pills" from all directions of Tuhe, each with a playful smile.

Tuhe was briefly in a trance.

In the blink of an eye, he found that these "Oshewan" had suddenly appeared beside him, forming a circle and surrounding it.

"Tudun!"

Tuhe just wanted to use seals to perform ninjutsu, but saw...
Bang!Bang!Bang!
These "big snake pills" burst like balloons, and a large number of wet, greasy, smooth snakes of different sizes dropped from the sky, covering his surroundings, and many of them landed directly on his body.

Facing the snake with its sharp fangs exposed, Tuhe's body trembled subconsciously, and the shadow given by Orochimaru enveloped his heart again.

Before he had time to move, he saw these snakes tearing a gap in his body, twisting his body, wagging his tail, coming out of these wounds and entering his body.

For a while, thoughts of nausea, fear, and rejection flooded.

His hands slapped his body frantically, without the slightest bit of strength to restrain himself.

Immediately, blood spattered, and the snakes that intended to penetrate into his body were slapped, strangled, and crushed to death one by one by his own hands.

But in the eyes of Qifeng not far away, Tuhe's behavior is tantamount to self-mutilation.

Every slap with unrestrained force seems to be slapping the snake, but it is actually self-mutilation, and the blood that bursts out is not the blood of the snake, but his own blood.

all of a sudden.

Tuhe, who was already covered in blood, looked more like a blood man crawling out of a pool of blood.

The difference was that the blood on his body belonged to others before, but this time it was his own.

His complexion became extremely pale, his feet staggered, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.

With the passing of blood, the flow of chakra in the body became disordered, breaking away from the illusion.

Raising his head, he looked at Qi Feng standing on a raised rock not far away, feeling an unexplainable bitterness in his heart.

Now, he finally calmed down.

After there is no blood to send oxygen to the brain, the feeling of hot head also came down.

But he was not happy, because he could clearly feel his own state.

Weak, tired, downcast.

Qifeng, who couldn't control his emotions for a while, was quietly caught by Qifeng, and based on it, he created an illusion, which caused him, who had a certain fighting power, to become what he is now.

Unwilling!

But what can I do if I am unwilling?
I saw Qifeng put his hands together again.

His mouth moved, and he spit out a few words lightly.

"Illusion! Art of shackles!"

Click!Click!Click!
The wooden shackles that appeared out of thin air, bone-like chains drilled out of it, and were wrapped around Tuhe's wrists, ankles, waist, neck, and many other places. The bone chains were covered with fine barbs. Every movement will be accompanied by a bone-piercing pain.

The whole person opened his arms, closed his feet, and stood stiffly in Qifeng's sight.

What made him even more desperate was that Qifeng never had any intention of getting close to him again from the beginning to the end.

Just watching from afar, watching with a smile, the distance between the two has become his most desperate gap.

nonsense.

Of course Qifeng won't get close, others don't know Tuhe's strength, isn't it clear that Qifeng who witnessed him entangled with Dashemaru just now?

Look at the surrounding environment, it is a masterpiece born in the hands of this seemingly seriously injured Iwanin.

The ghost knows if he has any other cards.

Qifeng stood and watched quietly.

This situation lasted for a while, Tuhe's eyelids were heavy, and slowly drooped down, the deep red blood filled the pits under his feet, and the dripping blood made a clear "tick" sound, which seemed to be in the quiet environment. So abrupt.

Qifeng thought for a while, and shook his right hand out of thin air.

"Bone escape! Bone spur technique!"

A pale, sharp bone slipped out of his arm and was held tightly in his hand.

Push your feet hard and throw it hard!
Pfft!

The bone pierced into Tuhe's chest.

"burst!"

next second.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

The sound of piercing was endless, and a large number of fine bone spurs gushed out of Tuhe's body, directly strung them into a bone hedgehog exactly like Qifeng.

After doing this, Qi Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Must be dead.

As soon as he stepped forward, a stabbing pain penetrated into his mind, as if his head was about to explode in an instant, the pain was unbearable.

However, the pain came and went quickly.

While sweating all over his body, his complexion also became a little pale.

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Illusion is really a headache."

Combined with the consumption of spirit, the layout of the illusion, the grasp of the situation and the factors that need to be considered in various aspects, illusion is an extremely brain-intensive way of fighting.

Consecutive victory over two rock ninjas, thanks to the blessing of the experience card, Qifeng also felt that his head was not enough.

But these two battles made Qifeng fully understand the power of illusion.

The point is, the fighting style of illusion really fits his fighting philosophy very well.

There is no need to get close, no dangerous contact with the body, and slowly grind the opponent to death. This kind of fighting method is really too stable.

Incredibly steady.

After taking a few breaths, he took out a cigarette from his arms, held it to his mouth and took a deep breath.

With the stimulation of nicotine, bitterness fills the mouth.

Slowed down a little.

Jump off the rock and walk to the side of Tuhe's corpse.

Qifeng showed a little surprise.

"Red light? Although it is very faint, it is indeed red light."

The red light, that is, the red corpse, represents the accurate shadow!

(End of this chapter)