Heroes of Konoha

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Another steel cone appeared in Zhao's hand, and then he swung it hard. This time, his purpose was not just to restrict Baimu's movements like before, but to aim at Baimu's heart, making sure to kill him with one blow.

At this moment, Bai Mu has no time to worry about anything happening in the outside world. His body is soaked in the blood of the evil god, and there is nothing strange from the outside. But only Bai Mu himself knows how intense the pain caused by the blood of the evil god is. It almost hits the physical level directly into the depths of the soul, as intense as changing the world.

The pain was so deep that he didn't know whether his body was in self-preservation mode or was paralyzed. Bai Mu only felt that the real world was becoming more and more empty, his body was getting lighter and lighter, or maybe it was just a moment when the light opened.

The bright classroom, the energetic responses, the piles of rolls of paper, and the blackboard densely filled with formulas, are equally familiar and cordial.

Everything before was like a dream. He was still the most obedient and good student with the best grades in the class. Teacher, hey, isn't that Teacher Hong?

It seems that a classmate asked him to play with him. He is in class now, and none of his classmates know that he is dedicated to studying and will not waste time on playing, so they should not come to him. Hey, this orange-red color How could a classmate with blond hair and a troublesome bad boy appearance appear in the fast class? Isn't this Naruko? Shiro is also there, and there are a large group of dreaming classmates behind her.

Something was wrong in the dream, but where were his classmates in reality?

Bai Mu suddenly looked around and suddenly found faces that were only slightly familiar. The older ones were at most twelve or thirteen years old, the younger ones were only five or six years old, and most were still young. This was a high school, not an elementary school.

"Who are you?"

There was no answer, each face looked very painful and stiff, and the eyes stared directly at him, as if begging him.

Suddenly, the classroom was shattered. He and the children were floating in the air, surrounded by nothing but a dazzling red under his feet. It was a pool of blood. In this world, it seemed endless. It was a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood was rolling, and streams of blood surged upwards, turning into streaks that entangled everyone, pulling them down together.

The children showed no resistance and were easily pulled down. Bai Mu was also pulled down little by little. As long as he was completely pulled into the sea of ​​blood, he would be completely annihilated by the evil god like the previous sacrifices. In blood.

Bai Mu's distant and distant consciousness suddenly solidified a little. He was resisting, resisting the grasp of the sea of ​​blood, and fighting against the power of the sea of ​​blood bit by bit. As a result, the training became longer and longer, and the knot became tighter and tighter. Bai Mu It looked like a red mummy.

Xuehai invested too much power into Bai Mu, which resulted in a much smaller investment in the children. The falling speed of the two gradually became about the same. They both fell little by little. It seemed that it would take some time to fall. Eventually he was swallowed by the sea of ​​blood.

But this trend cannot be reversed by Shiraki's strength. No matter how hard he resists, the difference will only be the length of time.

However, Xiao Lian was not willing to wait any longer. Just when the steel cone flashed a cold light and almost pierced the skin of Shiraki's chest, a shuriken whirled around, causing the steel cone to tilt and fly out laterally. .

"Who?" Zha was furious. He glanced over and saw a man dressed as a cultist rushing out from the side. A kunai stab penetrated his shoulder and blood flowed profusely.

"How dare you betray me?" The attacker was about to take advantage of the victory and attack. The clinker was as if he didn't know the pain and was not affected at all. He kicked the attacker away with a cowardly move.

The hood separated from the head, revealing a thin face, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old.

"You are not a believer of the evil god, who are you?" The young man jumped up from the ground vigorously, holding his crooked forehead protector, showing great fighting spirit: "Tangyin Village, Fujima."

"How did you find that you are the only one here?" Xiao sneered. The believers also stared at Teng Zhen with an extremely dangerous look. Several believers moved behind Teng Zhen and completed the surrounding formation in the blink of an eye.

Teng Zhen clenched his fists: "Your Evil God Cult is ruthlessly attacking so many children. My teachers, companions, and many hired ninjas will soon come to destroy the Evil God Cult."

Xiao frowned slightly. This information made him feel troubled. This time the matter was really big. He originally thought that as long as he could sell Hidan well and Hidan was in charge, there would be no problem, but he didn't expect that Hidan would let him go. If they are really beaten in, even if the Evil God Cult is not destroyed, it will become a mess.

What to do? Just when he was worried, Fujima added: "Your apostle Hidan has been captured without any help. The information here was obtained from his mouth. I will rush to investigate first. Sensei and the others will arrive soon."

Teng Zhen's hands were sweating. He was surrounded by so many enemies. Only by using a strategy to attack the enemy's heart and plunge them into chaos could he have a chance. Unexpectedly, it backfired.

"That's it." Xiao burst out laughing, then turned around and ordered, "Hidan-sama is coming soon. We all need to be prepared. Before that, I will personally deal with this troublemaker."

"Priest, you are injured." The cultist's reminder was only met with a cold look in the eyes: "You are not allowed to interfere, go and kill that damn sacrifice for me."

As if to demonstrate deliberately, Zha directly tore off the sleeve of his robe, exposing the wound to the eyes of the believers. He only heard a slight squeaking sound, and the wound healed as quickly as visible to the naked eye. However, compared to the strong muscles around it, The skin after recovery from the wound appears wrinkled, like the skin of an elderly person.

Being able to become the greatest priest here is not just based on the mysterious blood of the evil god and his words. He also has certain strength. At least it is not a problem to deal with Fujima.

Fujima quickly formed seals and used Earth Release and Rock Stab to kill continuously.

The scorpion bypassed the thorns protruding from the ground, and relying on its body strength advantage, it attacked with powerful and heavy continuous attacks. Teng Zhen was helpless, and was knocked out by a cane.

Zheng Zheng wanted to give chase, but what he saw out of the corner of his eye almost made him angry to death. He saw Bai Mu lying well in the blood of the evil god. As for the believers, they all had hesitant expressions on their faces, and they all stayed where they were without making a move.

"Why don't you take action against Ozawa, Gakiita, and Noma?" He called the names one after another. As a result, the named believers did not dare to look at him, let alone take action.

Shiraki's previous words had an effect. He is an apostle. The facts are before our eyes. The believers have witnessed many sacrifice scenes. Believers, outsiders, young boys, strong middle-aged, weak genin, strong jounin , all of them were sacrificed, but everyone was either annihilated by the evil god's blood in the blink of an eye, or wailed for a while, and was annihilated by the evil god's blood in no more than a minute at most. There were no exceptions. This shows that the evil god is favored by the evil god. It doesn't matter whether you have faith or not, your age, or your strength. What does that have to do with it? The only explanation is that Bai Mu is really favored by the evil god.

If Tsunade or a similar strong person were here, they would not be surprised, but for these believers who have little knowledge and are full of evil gods, Bai Mu's current state and what he said formed a mysterious halo around him, making them unable to help. Dare to act rashly.

Not to mention them, even Xiao couldn't help but wonder if Bai Mu was really favored by the evil god. Otherwise, why hadn't he been annihilated by the evil god's blood? These believers didn't dare to take action, and he had just killed him himself. but was blocked

Zha turned around to kill Shiraki, and was about to do it again, but was blocked by Tengzhen. He couldn't help but become agitated, but Tengzhen made a determined attack, knowing that he was trapped here, rather than escaping without hope, he would capture the thief first. Capturing the king is the best strategy.

The mentality is going up and down. The more Xiao wants to deal with Fujizhen as soon as possible, the less he can do it as soon as possible, the more anxious he becomes.

Poof~ The demon's abdomen was pierced by a kunai. He was so anxious that he was stunned, suddenly became furious, and stabbed with his crutch with his backhand. Fujima also wanted to deal with the demon as quickly as possible, so he did not retreat. With a backhand, the kunai opened a big hole in the abdomen of the demon. He only turned his head to avoid the assassination of the cane, but he did not completely avoid the tip of the steel cone. It crossed his cheek, taking away a trace of blood.

But this bit of bleeding doesn't even count as an injury. Fujima looked at the large wound on the abdomen that was bleeding, and wondered how much resistance a person with such an injury could have. As long as he caught the disciple before the cultivator could react, he would win. .

Tengzhen suddenly felt a strong force, and he was pushed several meters away, but he immediately reacted and rushed forward. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his right leg, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

I saw the demon's crutch piercing the leg of a straw man in the ground. He turned around and shouted: "Believers of the great evil god, use the power given by the evil god to entertain this apostle. Under the witness of the evil god, you must use The strongest curse power, together with the apostle who will be born, will push this sacrificial ceremony to the highest level."

As he said that, the sprite stabbed the straw man hard again. Teng Zhen, who had just gotten up, felt pain again and fell to the ground.

Xiao spoke in a way that echoed the thoughts of the believers. Naturally, it was no different than before. The believers took action one after another, first a few, and eventually all of them. Everyone put the straw man into the blood of the evil god, and with the help of the power of the blood of the evil god, Build a Curse Link with Shiraki.

Then, they held the needle with their dominant hand and slid it on the back of the other hand. In the blink of an eye, they skillfully drew a triangle-in-a-circle pattern. The blood flowed from it, giving off a hint of darkness and a faint smell of evil. , their expressions became excited and fanatical.

Turning over the hand, the palm is on top, and the five fingers are spread out, corresponding to Bai Mu's limbs and head respectively. The palm corresponds to Bai Mu's body. The believers hold the silver needle and stab it at the palm.

Compared with pricking a straw man with a needle, directly using one's own body as the medium of the curse will make the curse stronger. However, for this kind of curse that damages eight hundred people, the believers only dare to use their palms instead, but it is enough to bring the curse power. There is a certain increase.

What's more, with so many believers using it at the same time, no one can bear it. Xiao thought proudly, and stabbed him casually, causing Teng Zhen to fall down again in incredible pain.

The intensive influx of cursed power immediately made the blood of the evil god boil, but to Bai Mu, this boiling was not the kind that represented a very high temperature, but instead was bone-chillingly cold.

In the world where Bai Mu's consciousness appeared vaguely, Bai Mu felt that he was completely frozen, his body was irresistibly pulled lower and lower, and the rolling waves of the sea of ​​blood lapped at his body.

The sky was black with a meteor shower. Meteorites hit Bai Mu's body intensively, and another kind of pain that was different from the bone-chilling pain came over. Bai Mu's body, familiar with this kind of pain, automatically launched a counterattack when his consciousness was not enough to control his body.

The qi in Bai Mu's body began to surge wildly. He had never been able to completely control the qi. It was as if the qi was a spiritual naughty boy who would come out to cause trouble for him from time to time. He had suffered enough in the ninja school for so many years. Sometimes it was even serious enough to be sent to the hospital.

But this time, the disadvantage turned into an advantage.

Qi's previous pattern of counterattacking curses has formed inertia. Now Qi continues to counterattack according to inertia. It even surges flexibly in Bai Mu's body without any hindrance due to autonomous reasons. Compared with Bai Mu's manual control, this It's just the pianist's fingers dancing, showing a beautiful and flawless rhythm in the flow.

A light-colored air shield appeared on Bai Mu's body, which was invisible and qualityless, but the black one immediately hit the air shield and broke into pieces one after another.

Although the autonomous surge of Qi exerted great power due to its perfection, this naughty boy soon evolved into a wild horse. Bai Mu's body became increasingly hot, but Qi ignored him and continued to indulge in wanton behavior. Playful.

The boundless heat seemed to embrace the heat of the sun, forming a tit-for-tat situation with the bone-chilling cold.

The sea of ​​blood rolled around, like a monster opening its huge mouth and swallowing up Bai Mu in one mouthful.

Quiet and silent, it seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment. A semicircular gap suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​blood. Bai Mu was lying on his back in the center of the gap, and the upper half of his body was burning with flames, as if there was something. A momentum that wants to dry up the sea of ​​blood.

The lower half of Bai Mu's body was sinking and floating in the sea of ​​blood. The sea of ​​blood kept coming up, threatening to extinguish the flames.

At this time, the children were no longer important. The blood-red horses returned to the sea of ​​​​blood one after another, leaving the children floating in the air and ignoring them. The power of the sea of ​​​​blood became more and more powerful, like an angry bull targeting Bai Mu. The sea of ​​​​blood continued to pour in, but it was still unable to fill the gap. The flame was still burning strong, burning more and more fiercely.

The curses of the believers have been carried out for several times, but looking at Bai Mu, the demon has not been annihilated by the blood of the evil god. He can't even see this trend, and he can't help but feel shocked and angry. Fujima was unable to withstand the curse attack, but he stubbornly delayed the attack and was so angry that he kicked Fujima away.

"Fui, let me control this guy. He will perform the sacrifice ceremony to show Hidan-sama later. If something goes wrong, you will take his place."

Fu Jing responded solemnly and hurried over to control Teng Zhen. Xiao ignored him and rushed straight to the altar, not even willing to waste a minute.

How long Bai Mu lasted, whether it was five minutes, ten minutes or more, was meaningless. Even Xiao couldn't help but believe that maybe Bai Mu was really the apostle favored by the evil god.

But

The crutch flew towards him like an arrow from the string. After throwing it with maximum strength, the whole body tensed up and his eyes moved rapidly from side to side, catching any accidents that might happen.

Will the believers hinder him? Without the courage, will a third party appear? Without the evil god, will Baimu continue to be favored? Even if it is really favored, Xiao has decided to eliminate all accidents even if he does not care about his own life and uses his body to block it.

Therefore, Bai Mu must die, and he must be the apostle favored by the evil god. No one can take away this glory.

In the demon's pupils, only the shadow of the crutch remained. It was closer, closer, and it reached the chest. Just stab it in like this, so hard, it's impossible.

An ordinary hand suddenly appeared in front of Shiraki's chest, and he grabbed it on the steel cone at the tip of the cane. The seemingly unstoppable attack came to an abrupt end.

Xiao's eyes almost popped out of his head. Is there any third party coming to save Bai Mu? Is he really favored by the evil god?