Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha

Chapter 893 She Has No Knife

What is the aesthetics of violence.

Compared with Madara's dance, which has a few fake moves per second, and dribbles the ball to show off, Hitomi's fighting style is pure and unaffected, with no redundant movements.

Facing the attack, he didn't even intend to dodge, and the backhand was just a knife, and he took it away directly.

Then rush to the next group of targets.

The whole scene was like an eagle rushing into the chicken coop, jumping around one after another.

For Hitomi, the ninja's attack does not break the defense, but Hitomi's attack, a few swords, is an all-round crushing of hard power. Without the protection and support of the swarm technology exoskeleton armor, the ninja's own fragile body is in front of Hitomi. Like paper.

Life disappears like running water, and people continue to die under Hitomi's knife.

What is the aesthetics of violence.

Originally, violence and aesthetics are irrelevant words, but when combined together, an alternative aesthetic will be produced.

A form of beauty that dazzles me.

Just like Ximen Chuuxue, who was obsessed with swords all his life, pursued the ultimate Tao, fasted and bathed for several days before killing, and treated killing as a sacred thing, which has a unique sense of ritual beauty.

The sword light flickered, and a line of blood bloomed on his body, extending from the top of his head all the way down.

With dilated pupils wide open, aware of his own death, looking at the blue light figure sprinting ahead, there was only one thought left in his mind.

The ultimate violence brings the ultimate strength, and the complex sensory fusion forms the beauty of intensity.

"beautiful."

The ninja split from side to side and fell down.

Hitomi was sprinting in the arena, shouts and screams ringing in her ears non-stop.

"Don't be afraid! She is alone!"

"Surround up!!!"

"Your Highness will resurrect us! Don't be afraid! Give them all to me!"

Hitomi slashed down, and the ninja in front of him raised his sword to resist.

The movements are fast, and it can be seen that he has not slackened in his daily practice. As far as physical skills are concerned, he is at least an elite jonin who can keep up with my three-point strength.

"good."

With one slash, the blade shattered, the flying fragments scattered, the beautiful blue light of the knife flashed away, and the ninja slashed diagonally from the shoulder to the shoulder, and the body fragments fell under the capture of the ground.

The poignant knife light is eternally frozen in the tarnished pupils.

Without looking back, Tong turned around and swung his sword out.

Secret Sword. Flying Swallow
The three-meter-high crescent-shaped chakra sword qi flew out, plowing out gravel and flying soil carved on the ground.

The ninjas chasing Hitomi looked at the flying sword light.

Earth escape. Earth formation wall

One earth wall after another quickly rose from the ground.

Secret Sword. Qian Feiyan

The blade of the sword danced into a phantom in an instant, and sword lights flew out chaotically, like a thousand birds flying close to the ground, flying out with impact.

Behind the rapidly rising high wall, the eyes of the ninjas reflected the beautiful scene of blue light in the sky.

The beauty of despair.

In the midst of the bang, the multiple earth walls lined up collapsed and shattered, and the dust filled the air. After that, the ninja performing ninjutsu lifted his hands from the ground, jumped up, and when he evaded urgently, the lasing sword light came in an instant, messy and smooth cutting However, blue light occupies the entire pupil.

"Do not!!!"

The ninjas in mid-air fell like rain, pattering, and broken pieces fell.

Hitomi continued to sprint, chasing the prey.

The ninja in the distance looked at the field, his face was full of absurdity, his lips were white and trembling.

"What a joke!!!"

The yells of "don't be afraid" echoed in my ears, boosting morale.

But the feeling of fear cannot be dominated by will at all. This is a physiological problem.

"Tens of thousands of people are driven away by one person, am I dreaming!?"

Everyone resisted desperately, roaring and screaming, and quickly fell under the knife one after another.

The blood spots from the pebbles hit from nowhere landed on his face, which felt cold and painful, as if reminding him that he was not dreaming.

No longer caring about the problem of accidental injury, ninjutsu erupted one after another, and the violent sea of ​​flames spread into one piece, sweeping towards the surroundings, the rising waves of fire distorted the air, engulfing the land and the teammates responsible for entanglement.

is that useful?
The organized fire escape team was compact, forming a formation and spewing waves of fire.

No!

Ignoring the sea of ​​flames, Hitomi dashed through the burning, struggling and crying crowd, broke through the sea of ​​flames in a blink of an eye, faced the group of ninjas in front of him, swayed slightly, twisted and danced, his figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and then, as if The laser-like messy sword light pierced the sky, and suddenly appeared in the crowd, dancing and spinning, dancing up and down in a messy manner, piercing from head to tail in the blink of an eye, and then disappearing.

Secret Sword. Hui Tianying Strike
A supersonic sprint and slash, each person only slashes once, and never cuts more.

Hitomi appeared on the ground spinning lightly, brandishing the knife to vibrate blood, and the sharp blue blade on her body retracted into her body.

Behind them, cut marks bloomed on the crowd, hundreds of people fell to the ground slowly and disorderly, blood spurted violently, and the surrounding area turned into a pool of blood, with nearly a thousand pieces on the ground.

The shrill shouts echoed endlessly over the battlefield.

"Eight Commandos!!!"

"Crane Wing Formation!!!"

"Eight Gate Dunjia! Open!"

The green Han light steamed out, and the wonderful smell wafted away. The ninjas wrapped in green light all jumped up together, formed a formation and flew towards Hitomi.

The burning sea of ​​flames broke open under the pressure of the wind, lying low on the ground.

Turning his head slightly, Hitomi looked at the eight-door tactical commando behind him. In the green light waves with a wingspan of hundreds of meters, there were figures with red skin and bulging veins, and they kicked them all together like a big bird with huge wings .

Hitomi vibrated the saber, and the blue chakra light expanded, turning into a ball of light, and turning into shining white.

Immortal Law. Eight Super Secret Swords. Buzzard

Turning around, raising his hand from bottom to top, he slashed at the giant bird of eight gates rushing forward.

A terrifying scream erupted, the air trembled, and in the turbulent violent wind pressure, the tiny blades cut sharply, and a sudden burst of white light covered the sky.

When the white light dissipated in a blink of an eye, the sea of ​​fire was extinguished, and the giant bird seemed to be frozen in midair. When the wind blew, it collapsed like sand, turning into scarlet drizzle and drifting away with the wind.

With one blow, everything was chopped into pieces.

The battlefield fell silent, and everyone surrounded Tong in the field, forming a circle, all speechless.

"monster!!!"

Many ninjas meet living legends for the first time.

It is far more shocking than the cold written description in the classroom and the word of mouth passed down by the seniors.

This is, the apex of the ninja world.

In Hitomi's hand, the Chakra metal ninja knife disintegrated like sand.

This knife is no longer the one given to me by my father. With the advancement of Miki’s technology, the improvement of social productivity, and the completion of mining and exploration technology, chakra metal is no longer a particularly precious thing, especially holding it. After the iron country of chakra metal collapsed, Hitomi did not lack these things that could be used to build railways in the snow country.

"She has no knife!!!"

The ninjas howled angrily, brandishing their weapons and screaming, they rushed up.

Looking around, he was in the center of thousands of troops, facing the endless crowd of people, his pupils and fingers slightly opened.

The blue light of Chakra emerges from the palm of the hand, combining into a pure Chakra lightsaber.

The blue light is deeper and more beautiful.

The mirror-like sword surface reflected the messy corpses and pools of blood all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)