He wanted to pull out the Muhiramu, but he felt as if his arm was frozen and it was difficult to move!

The other ninjas were also suppressed by this coercion and were unable to move. Their hearts were beating wildly, their blood was accelerating and flowing chaotically in their bodies, their faces were flushed, there was a buzzing sound in their brains, and before their eyes appeared

A blurry ghost image......

You have to die, you have to die, you will definitely die if you continue like this!

Every cell in their body was screaming, telling them to escape from here as quickly as possible, as far as possible, but their bodies seemed to have pressed the pause button, and seemed to be solidified in amber.

The insects have become terrifying specimens.

Tick ​​tock~

A drop of water fell, creating ripples in the puddle.

This sound is just like the sound of nature that saves life, melting away the fatal sense of oppression.

A figure appeared in the puddle, and the ripples of the puddle reflected a pair of scarlet pupils. There were three magatama in them slowly rotating, and the invisible power of the pupils overflowed.

Kakakka~

The ground within three feet of him cracked apart inch by inch, and spider web-like cracks quickly spread outward.

Kisame Kisaki, who was more than three meters away from him, seemed to be hit by a roaring car and flew away. His strong body was no different from a rag doll that was swept away by the strong wind.

His body was like a fired cannonball. After being ejected more than ten meters, a big crater was made in a big tree directly behind him. The big tree let out a painful howl, and the avenue cracked.

Appeared on a thick tree trunk, and finally broke into two pieces with a sad cry.

The prosperous upper half of the tree trunk fell backwards and lay heavily in the arms of Mother Earth.

The dried persimmon Kisame slowly slid down the half-remaining trunk of the tree, and the blood flowing under the brown bark was like the tears of blood shed by the big tree before it died.

Qianye quickly restrained his spreading pupil power, and all the stationary ninjas present finally regained control of their bodies. They fell to the ground, breathing heavily, their bloodshot eyes were blurred, and their ears were blurry.

It was full of harsh noises.

Only the Jonin's situation was slightly better.

But the good is limited.

Gui Deng Man Yue's arm finally grasped the beloved knife behind him, but his arm muscles were twisted into a ball, his body was covered in sweat, and he was so weak that it was difficult to even lift a kitchen knife.

Kaguya Bamboo banged his teeth against this two-meter-long little giant with muscles like pieces of hundred-forged fine steel, but he didn't have the courage to look directly at the man who appeared!

Qianye's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw the miserable appearance of these mist ninjas.

'The pupil power has increased too much and is somewhat difficult to control.'

'Fortunately, I restrained my pupil power urgently, otherwise these mist ninjas would have been killed alive by the pressure generated by the overflow of pupil power.'

'It seemed like a figure was ejected just now.'

Qianye glanced around and saw Kisame Kisame leaning under a tree, vomiting blood, and his eyelids twitched even more.

His original intention of coming here today was to show his merits to the great heroes like Inikaki Kisame!

As a result, as soon as the flying trees fell...and as soon as they showed their divine power, these heroes were left half dead.

‘We must master the power after the explosion as soon as possible, otherwise the people close to us will die from this one day, but...’

Qianye's body flashed and he appeared twenty meters away, almost teleporting.

He looked at the bloody Kisame, and rich life energy emerged from his palms.

Kisame Kisaki, whose consciousness was somewhat blurred, quickly recovered from his injuries under Qianye's treatment.

Although the injury has recovered, Kisame's consciousness is still in a vague state, thinking that he has already started to run around:

"Fire...Hokage-sama, I didn't expect that I saw you before I died. Hokage-sama, Kisame has failed to live up to your high hopes..."

Kisame murmured, not having much fear of death in his heart, but more guilt.

He felt guilty that he had failed Qianye's high expectations.

"I must send this information back..."

Qianye listened to Kisame's muttering to himself, and despite his face, he felt a little guilty: "Kissame-kun, it's me."

"You are out of danger. Although you have made such great achievements here, it cannot be used as an excuse for you to be lazy. If you want to report to me, it is better to report in person."

Kisame gradually became conscious after hearing Qianye's words: "Fire...Hokage-sama?!"

"it's me."

He half-knelt down in front of Qianye: "My subordinate, Kisame Kisaki, pays his respects to the Hokage-sama!"

The voice of dried persimmon Kisame is very loud, comparable to the loudspeaker hanging in the village.
Chapter completed!