Hell Paradise from Naruto

Wearing a black hood and dressed in black, the magician held a short and thin wand in his right hand, and Mo Chen's Shadow Knife in the other hand.

His thick black eyebrows are messy and disorderly, his two big eyes are bulging outwards, his nose is flat, and his mouth is square. Judging from the appearance, he looks like a villain.

"The knife is indeed a good knife..."

"What can you do now without a knife?"

The black mage's tone was full of disdain.

However, under the contemptuous and provocative eyes of the Black Mage, Mo Chen, who was standing opposite, did not show any panic at all.

Mo Chen just stood quietly, seeming to adjust his breathing.

"call!"

After Mo Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air, he also leaned forward and pressed down. He spread his hands back and forth, pressed down with his right hand, and pulled up with his right hand.

A moment later, under Black Mage's surprised gaze, Mo Chen's whole body suddenly surged with rapid circles of pale current.

Mo Chen's toes suddenly touched the ground, and in the blink of an eye, his figure burst into a distance of more than ten meters. When he appeared again, the expression on the Black Mage's face had quickly changed to one of horror.

Because in the corner of his eye, he had already caught a glimpse of a blue-white Bagua pattern appearing under his feet.

And Mo Chen, who was wrapped in thunder and lightning, had gathered most of the thunder attribute chakra into his hands, and it looked like he was holding a ball of blazing electric light with both hands.

In a daze, Black Mage seemed to hear Mo Chen whispering: "Thunder gossip..."

Click!

The pale thunder and lightning suddenly exploded, like thunder on the ground, which made people's hearts tighten.

"Well?!"

"This guy……"

"In addition to sword skills, he also knows physical skills?!"

The black mage's pupils dilated in an instant, but it was impossible to fend off Mo Chen at such a close distance just by relying on the mage's physical fitness.

"Two palms!"

Noisy!

Mo Chen curled his three fingers, put his middle finger and index finger together, and inserted hard into Master Hei's Jianjing acupoint and Tanzhong acupoint.

"Uh!!"

When the electric light from Mo Chen's fingertips poured into his body from the acupuncture points, the black mage felt that half of his body instantly became numb and he lost control.

When the Black Mage was still thinking about mobilizing the magic power in his body to break free, and then fight to the death with Mo Chen...

"Four palms!"

"The breast point... Zhangmen point..."

These two precise acupoint strikes actually scattered the magic power that the black mage had gathered.

"how is this possible?!!"

The black mage was roaring crazily in his heart at this moment, but in the next moment, his body seemed to be caught in a thunder storm, and he gradually lost consciousness under the electric light pouring into his body...

"Eight palms!"

"Sixteen palms!"

"32 palms!"

"64 palms!"

Mo Chen's speed is getting faster and faster, and he seems to have turned into a rotating thunder gyroscope. His hands are using various fingering techniques, and through Baiyan's perspective, he is calling out to the key and fatal acupuncture points in the black mage's body. go.

Suddenly.

Mo Chen's figure stopped, and he swept back with his left foot to stop his figure. At this time, the black mage's body was already covered with wisps of white vapor, which also contained the smell of burning. It should be All the internal organs in his body had been almost destroyed by lightning.

It's sizzling!

The pale electric light flashed out again, and Mo Chen took back the shadow knife in the black mage's hand with his backhand, and then before the black mage's shaky body fell to the ground.

A 'swish' sound...

The black mage's head was directly chopped off.

After a short period of shock, the blood in his body finally reacted, squeezing out of the blood vessels and rushing out of his neck.

puff!

Steaming blood spurted out!

The expressionless Mo Chen was holding the Shadow Knife, turning his back to the headless corpse of the Black Mage. Between them, the gushing blood was blooming into a magnificent bloody firework at low altitude.

……

"This ungentlemanly guy..."

"It's so strong..."

"It's better not to be an enemy of this kind of guy..."

Qin in the distance was looking at Mo Chen who had completed the clean beheading with a fearful look on his face.

For some reason, Qin subconsciously touched her fair and fair neck with her slender fingers, and there seemed to be a faint chill on it.

Under the 'sweeping' of Mo Chen and the West Wind Knights, there were very few contractors left in the Paradise of the Dead. Naturally, both parties stepped up their actions. After all, merit points are the most in demand and used high-end items in the paradise. Currency!

And on the other side.

After evacuating the civilians, Tanjiro, Inosuke and Zenitsu were already standing next to the battlefield between Anjuro and Yiwoza.

"Mr. Purgatory!"

Tanjiro shouted anxiously.

"GuluGulu big-eyed boy!"

Inosuke held up two broken-edged Nichirin swords, also expressing concern.

Zenitsu, who had not entered the 'sleeping pillar' state, just looked at Anjurou and Yiwozao in the fierce battle with fear and uneasiness.

Woo!

Xingshoulang waved his sword and raised a wave of red flames, forced Yiwozuo back and shouted to the back quickly: "Don't come over! This guy is not something you can deal with!"

"Hey!"

Yiwozao was like an ape, jumping with great agility to avoid Xingshourou's slashing attack.

"Where are you looking!"

"Leave the weak alone!"

"Use all your strength and focus on fighting me!"

"Xing Shoulang!"

Yiwozuo shouted excitedly.

His speed suddenly increased a lot. Taking advantage of Xingshourou's distraction, Yiwozao hit Xingshourou's blade with his right fist, and then suddenly used a punch to hit the blade. Anjuro's abdomen.

chi...

Xingjuro's figure was directly knocked back nearly two meters by the force of the fist, and his eyes were slightly distracted. However, Xingjuro quickly stabilized himself again.

"Type Two? Rising Summer!"

After a moment's pause, Anjuro sprinted forward again, his Nichirin sword rising from bottom to top, setting off a blazing flame.

boom! boom! boom!

The two of them fought fiercely again, each with a knife and a punch. The blazing flames and the explosive wind of the fists stirred up the dust on the ground and dispersed it.

"There is no loophole, there is no way to intervene..."

"The movement is so fast that I can't keep up..."

"Those two people are surrounded by a different dimension. If I break in, I know that I will definitely die..."

"Even if you want to help, you will definitely be able to do nothing but help..."

There were already streaks of sweat flowing from the headgear on Inosuke's bare chest.