"Hey, do you only have this little power, Madara?"
There is an inexplicable sacredness in the pure white, and the beam bullets fall like a sudden rain, and with the continuous buzzing sound, everything is melting.
Red magma flows on the pitted mountain ground, and boiling bubbles burst out.
Being pinned to the spot by the indiscriminate bombardment of light bombs, Madara resisted with difficulty, his whole body surrounded by bright purple electric light. Even so, like fire bubbles blazing through, large areas of his skin rose up.
Homosexual killing is the most basic principle of ninjutsu.
To deal with Chong Ji's Thunder Escape, it is natural to use Thunder Escape.
However, this is not an ordinary thunder escape, and my own immortal thunder escape cannot completely cancel each other out.
Is the one used on the opposite side the same immortal method?
The fatal high temperature is scorching the whole body.
The skin is cracking and melting, the brain is boiling, and human oil is flowing like a trickle, dripping onto the ground that is gradually turning red like lava under your feet, and wisps of green smoke are rising amidst the sound of frying meat.
pain...
Inhuman pain...
Suddenly I remembered the scene of fighting Zhili in that invisible fire hell many years ago.
The hidden and smoldering offensive is everywhere, testing the body and will at all times.
"Just magic..."
His face had turned into a pulpy lake, with hot oil dripping continuously, along with the half-cooked and slightly curled flesh.
"Don't look down on Uchiha's bloodline!"
Four invisible figures rushed out and stood in front of Madara Uchiha. The white light they shot hit the time and space clones, and they all changed paths and dispersed. As a human shield, it was just right.
"It's really good..."
The breathless body recovered rapidly. Under the power of Hashirama's cells, it regenerated at a high speed. The granulations grew like grass and trees. It healed quickly, and the dissolved muscle connections gradually restored the mobility of the limbs.
"A mere oil girl has grown to this point."
Why did you come to this stinky girl alone when she was dying?
Madara asked himself that he could still handle it steadily.
But he didn't expect that reality dealt him a huge blow.
"Hahahahahaha..."
The laughter started...
The corners of his ulcerated mouth couldn't stop rising.
This is the battle.
A moment of life and death.
favourite!
Approaching the freezing point of death, the almost solidified dead blood is boiling, burning like a raging flame.
This is what it feels like to be alive.
"The art of car-loving, fanning and bewitching the opponent to find opportunities."
"The technique of angering the car, irritating the opponent and making the opponent lose their cool."
"The mourning car technique is most commonly used by female ninja children to arouse sympathy from the opponent and look for fatal opportunities."
"The art of playing a car can make your opponents envious of you, and you can win them into your own camp by agreeing to conditions."
"The art of fearing cars uses ghosts, gods and other means to make opponents fearful and lose their will to fight."
"Together called, the art of five chariots."
"Together with the Eight Ninja Gates, it is a compulsory technique for ninjas."
"Chongji, as a senior, I have to admit that you have mastered the art of the five chariots. Except for the mourning chariot, you have mastered the art of joy, anger, joy and terror. You are worthy of being the disciple of that insidious woman."
"Then, let me test your eight ninja skills."
As he spoke, the skin on his body had healed rapidly, revealing new and delicate skin.
"What kind of technique is this?" Meiji stopped her hand and asked coldly.
The spots in front of him have returned to their youthful appearance, and hair as black as steel thorns is constantly sprouting from the scalp that was burned and bald.
The momentum is completely different from before.
Rejuvenate yourself?
An unruly young handsome face looked at Mei Ji in the air.
"He is indeed the reincarnation of Indra." The horned old man said, "What a genius, but too cruel."
"The so-called ninja war is an intelligence war." Madara looked down at his hands, clenched his fists, and said, "The constant entanglement with Hashirama has made me gradually arrogant and forgotten a lot."
"I must have been interested in telling you before."
"But now, I recognize you."
"You are right, I rely too much on these convenient eyes."
"But don't think that Uchiha only has these eyes."
"First of all, the eight ninja disciplines, swordsmanship."
After forming a seal, the long sword was channeled out. Holding it in his hand, he pointed at Mei Ji in the air.
"Chongji, you claim to be a god, but you don't know how to use a sword."
"Interesting." Mei Ji slowly descended from the sky, followed by the mayflies emitting white light around her, tapping her toes on the ground. This posture gave the answer to the challenge, and said: "The art of angry cars, use
It’s pretty good.”
Showing that he was not irritated.
"Swordsmanship..."
Recalling the bruised nose and swollen face that was beaten by the old man when I was a child, I couldn't help but smile knowingly under the mask.
When the hands were clasped together and pulled apart, a sword hilt appeared from between the palms.
With the movement, the sword blade emerges inch by inch.
It's just an ordinary-looking thin sword.
The blade of the sword is straight and slender with no curvature.
It is classified as a stabbing sword.
"The sword is 1.2 points long, the name of the sword is Naginata, and it is made of bio-steel carbon fiber alloy..."
His fingers stroked the sword inch by inch, and the sword lit up with a purple light like a clear spring following his fingers.
"My sword is coated with poison."
"All kinds of pathogenic bacteria, viruses, insect venoms, snake venoms, frog venoms and other biological toxins and synthetic toxins that you can't imagine."
"With your physical fitness, you will definitely win the bid."
"Nerve paralysis, muscle dissolution, blood coagulation, limb paralysis and atrophy, internal and external bleeding, incontinence, all kinds of death methods you can think of."
"Don't be careless by relying on super-speed regeneration."
"Otherwise, you will die miserably."
"It's miserable..."
After finishing her words, Mei Ji looked at Madara, flicked the sword with her fingers, and a buzzing sound of the sword sounded like an insect.
“What a reminder of generosity and kindness.”
But it's more of a threat.
Madara said: "The name of the sword is Kusanagi Sword, Taito. The materials used to make it are unknown, and the maker is unknown. It is a cursed sword that can only be held by the dead. The living will die if they touch it."
The horned old man in the underworld narrowed his eyes.
It was made by me.
Because retirement life is boring, you always have to find something to do.
Mei Ji focused her eyes on the sword. The sword was wrapped in a layer of mist and mist, and the ancient inscriptions could be vaguely seen.
"The Sword of Hell..."
This thing is very similar to the same thing.
Child's sword.
It's not the appearance, it's the way you feel.
Mei Ji probably understood the power of this sword and asked for a weakened version of Dao Yu.
"So, are you prepared to die?"
Meiji looked into Madara's eyes.
"Of course." Madara replied, putting on a posture.
Just like a child, his body will continue to be counterattacked by this force.
Meiji slowly lowered her body, held the sword behind her, and assumed an offensive stance.
A gust of hot summer wind blew past anxiously, and the falling leaves rolled up and fell into the red magma on the ground, burning instantly.
With a synchronized loud noise, the two figures disappeared from the spot and rushed towards each other violently.