The Great Master of Illusion in Naruto World

In a tree hole in the Death Forest, Ming Jing and Moon Breath were sitting by the campfire. The two of them watched the flames beating boredly, together with the patter of rain outside, as if the whole world was sleeping. Before long, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and then a tall figure lifted the wooden board blocking the entrance and walked in.

"Pheasant, fish, and two rabbits." Walking to the bonfire, Qing Yan untied her robe and put down the cleaned prey. Moon Breath took out a scroll from the shoulder bag around his waist and spread it out, and pressed the knot with both hands on the scroll. Only a "touch" was heard, and there were more pots and pans on the ground, as well as various condiments.

"For the pheasant, it's ready to be called the pheasant, the fish is made soup, and the two rabbits are roasted." Ming Jing glanced at it and said with a smile.

"Okay." Yuexi nodded softly, and processed the food without rushing according to Ming Jing's instructions. Ming Jing swallowed, watching Moon Breath making the dishes intently, while Qing Yan controlled the fire. Suddenly, Ming Jing turned his head to look outside, and said with a smile: "Huh? Some guests are here, I'll entertain you."

The monthly interest was stunned, stopped the work in hand, and then continued to work after a while: "Master, pay attention to safety!"

"Hmm!" Ming Jing walked out while twisting his neck. The rain outside seemed to be heavier. He looked around, smiled and shouted: "Don't hide, I know you are here. Are you going up one by one, or together?" After a while, the sound of rain is still that of rain, and the sound of wind is still that of wind... ...

"Heh... that's the case, then I'll do it myself." Ming Jing squinted his eyes, and he slowly raised his hand, then completed the seal in an instant: "Feng Dun·Blade of Baifeng!" The next second , Nearly a hundred translucent wind blades, thin as cicada wings, appeared beside Mingjing.

Under the control of Ming Spiegel, the wind blade rotated a circle in the air and flew towards the surrounding bushes and grass.

"What?!" The people hiding in the dark were startled and jumped out from where they were hiding. Der Spiegel counts, no more, no less, just three teams. After the nine people on the opposite side jumped out, they made a tacit understanding of choosing three directions, just to surround the mirror.

"I remember you, the kid from the Biye family. It seems that you have found a good partner!" Ming Jing suddenly looked at one of the teams and said with a smile.

"For the mission, those of us who are not strong enough can only do this." Biyefang stood up, looked at Mingjing with solemn eyes and said: "So, please cooperate with us! Give the scrolls in your hands to We will be fine."

"I'm very curious, you have three teams, how do you divide the scrolls you grab? Or do you need different scrolls for each team?" Ming Jing asked with his hands behind his back, looking at the nine people opposite. Tao.

"You have ten seconds to think about it!" Biyefang didn't seem to hear Ming Spiegel's question, his muscles were tight, and he seemed to be ready to attack at any time.

"You will answer." With a move of Ming Jing's fingers behind him, nearly a hundred wind blades that had disappeared in the forest reappeared behind those people!

Seeing that the nine people were about to be cut open by the wind blade, Bi Yefang squatted on the ground in the blink of an eye, bit his finger and pressed with one hand: "Psychic Art·Shantong door!

With a sound of "Boom!", two big earthy frogmen who looked a bit like kappa appeared in front of the mirror. The two frogmen stretched out their arms and actually protected all the nine people on the opposite side. The wind blade cut the two frogmen, leaving only a few deep marks.

"Huhu..." Bi Ye Fang squatted on the ground panting, looking up at Ming Jing, a little more jealous in his eyes. The guy in front of him clearly looks almost the same size as him. But the strength is much stronger than him. However, there is only one person!

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky, smashing towards the mirror like a meteorite.

"Huh? Interesting." Ming Jing was taken aback, scanning Biyefang's confident smile, and she couldn't help but a little interest in her heart. He raised it with one hand, grabbed the calf of the man who fell from the sky, and slammed it to the ground!

"Bump!" With a sound, the figure was directly smashed into the mud. Ming Jing stepped on the man's back, and suddenly he couldn't move.

"That's it, it's really a good battle plan!" He looked down at this man, and when his mind turned around, he knew that this man had gone to the sky. The psychic technique used by Biyefang was drilled out of the soil, and this person stood in the position where the mountain boy broke out of the ground, and lifted himself into the air by that force. Then climb the tree and find a place to hide.

At this moment when Ming Jing was distracted, in the eyes of Binobo's companions, this was a very good opportunity for a sneak attack. As a result, those people started together without much discussion. Suddenly, various kunai, shurikens, and Senbon threw them at the mirror. Looking at that picture, there is a sense of spending money all over the sky.

"Feng Dun·Suppress!" Ming Jing made a seal with both hands and took a sharp breath.

When Biyefang looked at Mingjing’s Jieyin, he immediately shouted in a panic, "Hurry and hide behind the mountain boy!"

"It's too late!" The other tall and sturdy man who had been following Bi Ye Fang gritted his teeth and pressed Bi Ye Fang on his body, facing the terrifying ninjutsu with his back.

"Huh!" Ming Jing vomited at the kunai, shuriken, and Qianben, and the huge wind and waves directly blew these hidden weapons back and forth faster. Trees, flowers and grasses with thinner branches and some smaller stones were blown off.

These concealed weapons were like bullets, and they were embedded in the trunks and boulders, only a few of them hit the group of people. But even like this ~www.NovelMTL.com~ When the storm stops, everyone will have large and small scars.

Ming Jing walked over and looked at the nine people lying on the ground, only their chests were undulating, and said: "Now, you can hand over the scroll!"

"The scroll can be given to you, but I also hope you can let us go." Biyefang sat up with difficulty, looking up at Mingjing and said.

"Good!" Ming Jing nodded.

Biyefang didn't expect Mingjing to promise so much pleasure. He looked at Mingjing seriously, as if to engrave Mingjing in his memory: "I believe you, the five guards, give it to him!"

"By the way, is your mission really the same as I guessed?" Ming Jing asked when the man named the five guards put the two scrolls in place, instead of picking them up immediately, he looked at Biyebo.

"Yes, our three teams have different tasks. Our team's task is to capture the scroll of heaven and send it to the central tower. The other two teams also capture the scroll. However, they need to grab the scroll of earth and the scroll of people. "Binobo felt that there was nothing to hide from this kind of thing, so he nodded happily and replied.

"Heaven, earth, man...In addition to these three scrolls, have you seen any others?" Ming Jing continued to ask.

"Not yet." Biyefang shook his head.

"Let's go! I won't be in such a good mood next time." Ming Jing waved with one hand, and the two scrolls placed on the ground by the five guards floated into his hands. Bi Ye Fang smiled bitterly and nodded, then he helped his companion and left slowly.

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