Creation of Naruto Naruto

"Is this the Rain of Thousand Needles... Then, I will rain blood!"

Looking at Gaara who once again blocked his rain of thousands of needles with sand, a look of solemnity appeared on the scarred face, and even the terrifying half of his mouth that was sewn up with needle thread couldn't help but twitch.

"A barrier made of sand?" Scarface looked at Gaara seriously, as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"That's right, using sand to form an absolute barrier. By controlling your sand in the gourd and fixing it with powerful chakra to protect yourself, this is Gaara's unique technique." Kankuro clasped his hands in front of his chest and tilted his head. Looking at the three people overseeing the Rain Ninja Village, he explained with unusual gentleness.

"And... this has nothing to do with Gaara's self-awareness. It is automatic, which means that in front of Gaara, all attacks are invalid."

"hateful!"

"Hmph, just you guys can't beat Gaara."

Kankuro slowly inserted his hands into his clothes, raised his head slightly and looked down at these people, his face full of disdain.

"Stop looking down on people!" He shouted violently, and Scarface immediately rushed towards Gaara.

"..." Gaara looked silently at the man in front of him who was rushing towards him, with a cold expression on his face. Then he slowly raised his little hands, which were more immature than Naruto's, and the palms of his hands met and merged together. .

"Hmph! That guy is dead." Kankuro looked at him with pity.

"Who told him to resist Gaara?" Like Kankuro, Temari said with contempt.

The two of them had the same gaze, looking at the scar-faced body like a corpse, because they knew that when Gaara formed that seal, the person in front of them would die.

"Sand-bound coffin!" After the chakra was condensed, Gaara suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed the scarred man who was charging hard.

Following Gaara's loud shout, a large number of sand snakes surged up on the ground, and one by one they continued to wrap themselves around Toba Man's feet, making him unable to move.

As a stream of sand continued to climb, eventually, his entire body was covered in sand, like a sculpture.

And there was a strong smell of blood on the sand, but it was obvious that it was not his, because he could feel that he was not injured.

Moreover, to be able to pile up sand with such vitality...the ordinary boy in front of me...

At least a thousand people must be killed!

What is that concept?The total number of people killed by the three of them would never exceed two hundred, but the kid in front of him killed more than a thousand people by himself!

This made the scarred man panic, and he could feel the oncoming murderous aura. The substantial murderous aura was like the tide on the coast, rolling in and coming in an endless stream.

But at this time, he was strangling Shaliu's neck tightly, but he could only make a useless struggle.

All the umbrellas on his body were expelled by the sand and fell straight to the ground.

Gaara slowly stepped forward, picked up an umbrella that fell beside him, and opened it under everyone's horrified eyes.

His eyes slowly moved up, Gaara looked at the scarred man who was slowly wrapped in the air by him with sand, and said flatly: "Although, I can stop your noisy mouth, and then kill you, But that would be too pitiful..."

Under Gaara's gaze, the slowly moving pile of sand stopped in mid-air.

The fingers began to curl slightly, and the muscles on the back of the hand also twitched. Seeing this movement, Temari and Kankuro behind Gaara couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if they were avoiding something.

"Sandstorm ruins!"

"boom!"

As Gaara tightened his fist fiercely, the body of the scarred man in the sand ball exploded violently.

The blood rain poured down from the sky, and the whole sky was dyed red. Well, the strong and pungent smell of blood continued to spread in the air, like acid rain that had been soaked with sulfuric acid, and the burning pain came from the respiratory tract. It came, making people want to suffocate bit by bit.

Faced with the extremely cruel scene in front of them, Temari and Kankuro simply looked away and looked away. Although they were used to seeing this kind of scene, it was still unacceptable to them again and again.

He is a human being of flesh and blood, unlike Gaara, his so-called younger brother, who is cold and ruthless, as if he only wants to kill in his entire life.

Compared to them, Gaara looked extremely excited.

Since he was in Konoha, he hadn't seen blood for many days. Coupled with Naruto's stimulation yesterday, he couldn't restrain the urge to kill.

Now that he is once again in charge of and playing with other people's lives, a satisfied smile can't stop blooming on his face, like a bright red flower from the other side, harvesting life.

Dance of Blood Shura——Blood bathing in the sky!

"Ah——!" Two extremely shrill screams rang out across the open space, coming from the two rain ninjas on the opposite side.

It's hard to imagine that two men with fierce looks could actually scream such a shriller than a girl. What on earth could make them both scream with such extreme fear!

Something fell off the heavy bamboo hat, making a dull sound. He moved his hand upwards and handed it to his eyes, and it turned out to be an extremely coquettish blood flower!The red is so transparent, like the best wine for imperial use. The intoxicating red color has a faint sweet and fishy smell that lingers on the bridge of the nose and lingers for a long time.

"There is no pain...because my strength is already strong enough that there is no need for him to suffer. The blood of the dead flowing into the rolling killing flow will give Shura even more power."

After slowly calming down his restless mood, Gaara stared coldly at the remaining two people in front of him, like the soul-stealing eyes of the God of Death, wanting to make the blood flower bloom again in the next second.

"Ah——..." The man's face had turned pale, and his face was terrifyingly cold. He was about to take a step back, but his legs couldn't stop trembling. When the breeze blew, he fell down directly. .

"Then...then, that, the scroll...the scroll...is given to you, please, let us go!" Kneeling in front of Gaara, he kept moving toward Gaara as if begging. Begging for mercy.

"Clap!"

Gaara gently threw the umbrella in his hand horizontally. Facing the two begging for mercy, he did not show any emotion on his face and raised his hand again.

The billowing sand flow swept up the two people's legs, wrapped their bodies as they screamed for mercy, and condensed into two sand balls again.

"Bang Bang!!"

There were no surprises, just as Temari and Kankuro predicted - they were dead!

However, this time the blood flowers did not bloom in the sky. In order to avoid being splashed with blood, Gaara chose to end their lives on the ground, but even so, it could not stop the killing spree.

Ya and the others, who had been hiding in the dark to observe, could no longer control themselves. They were so frightened that their limbs were as stiff as a cold corpse, and their body was more like being nailed to the ground, unable to move.