The next moment, Samehada cut through the air, with a sharp and ear-piercing roar, and crushed the upper body of the white clone into a pile of broken ice. Kisame obviously succeeded, but there was no trace of pride in his eyes.
Just because, those ice dust fragments scattered by the wind seemed to have independent consciousness, flying to another location one after another, and with the sound of crackling ice, the white clone appeared intact.
"Is this an ice clone? No, that's not right..."
Kisame, who witnessed the whole process of the white clone's transformation from being completely broken to being restored to its original state, frowned and muttered to himself, while retreating continuously as if facing a formidable enemy. Finally, he shouted with a gloomy face:
"What kind of monster are you?!"
The white clone didn't answer. He still raised his hand lightly and slowly put his fingers together. Seeing that Kisame had retreated twenty or thirty meters away, even though he knew that this guy was also a clone, he still took a step forward.
, stabbing out the arm.
With just one step, he crossed more than thirty meters. At the ghost-like speed of the white clone, Kisame had no reaction. His chest was instantly pierced, and then his body exploded into a spray of water.
A crow clone and a water clone both lost their lives in a matter of seconds, while the white clone remained calm from beginning to end, seemingly unhurried, calm and composed to the extreme.
Itachi, who was hiding in the woods at the bottom of the mountain, couldn't help but feel deeply troubled after receiving these feedbacks: He is a genjutsu-type ninja, and his ninjutsu is not bad. However, it seems that it is a bit too late to successfully complete the attack.
With the speed shown by the white clone, if he fights hard, he will probably be killed before the attack hits the opponent. Whether it is illusion or ninjutsu, it is difficult to have time to fully release it.
Even Tsukuyomi, if he is attacked by his opponent the moment before they look at each other, he will definitely die first. Although the time it takes to release Tsukuyomi is usually negligible, but now...
Itachi had no doubt that the white clone could make the most of this time difference.
After all, the other party is a person with time ability.
"what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, a curious question rang out. Itachi's expression froze. He immediately interrupted his thoughts and cast his gaze forward. He saw that the white clone had arrived five meters in front of him at some point, and wisps of faint light spots dissipated on the surface of his body.
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Under the shade of the tree, two figures, one black and one white, faced each other. Itachi did not dare to act rashly for the time being. For the first time, he looked at his opponent with a pair of kaleidoscopes, without trying to cast any illusions.
"I'm thinking about how I can defeat you."
Looking at Itachi who was pretending to be calm or really calm, the white clone touched his chin thoughtfully and asked: "Are you Uchiha clan so arrogant? You know you are outmatched, but you still want to fight to the death.
kind?"
Itachi frowned when he heard the sound, and his paralyzed face finally showed some expression. It was probably a trace of suspicion mixed with vigilance. The words of the white clone were clearly expressing one meaning: I have met other Uchiha people except you.
Sasuke? Although this is the only explanation, Itachi's intuition...
The one Bai pointed at was probably not Sasuke.
"Looking at the way you took the initiative to attack me without hesitation, you probably received instructions from someone, such as Obito? Oh, to you, that guy should be called Uchiha Madara."
The white clone smiled casually, and said the words that made Itachi confused in an understatement, but before he could ask further questions, there was a sudden roar above his head, and he saw dense white birds swooping down, each one the size of a football.
"Art is explosion! Drink!"
Following an excited shout, a rumbling explosion instantly resounded across the sky. The entire forest where the white clone and Itachi were was engulfed in endless fire, and the violent hurricane even swept hundreds of meters away.
In the high air, Deidara stepped on the big white bird, raised his arms high, with a look of intoxication on his face. On the side, Scorpion looked at the dense smoke and dust rising from the ground, and said to himself:
"An explosion of this magnitude and a sudden attack should be enough..."
Before they finished speaking, dots of white light suddenly appeared in the air directly in front of the two of them. The next moment, the light spots gathered into one, and the white clone appeared. Without saying a word, he stretched out his palm towards them.
"not good!"
Noticing the movement of the white clone, Scorpion's expression changed. Without thinking much, he instantly jumped to the side. Since he lost the foothold of the big white bird, he quickly fell straight to the ground below.
As for Deidara, who had just been immersed in the "art" he created, and his reaction was a beat slower, he was unfortunately overwhelmed by the pale freezing air released from the palm of the white clone, and his entire body turned into ice pimples in just a moment.
Without Deidara's control, the big white bird's wings stagnated, and it was about to fall from the sky. The white clone stepped forward in time, pinched Deidara's neck, and directly carried him to the ground. The target was the Scorpion who had just landed.
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A white light flashed in the void. Before Scorpion could stand completely, he heard the sound of clicking. He was dumbfounded. Only then did he realize that the white clone was holding Deidara in his left hand, and his right hand was on Fei Liuhu's back, flying across the air.
A beautiful arc.
After a backflip, he landed lightly on the ground with a snap. The white clone standing behind Fei Liuhu casually threw Deidara aside and glanced behind him to see:
This bulky puppet was covered with a thick layer of ice and could not move. It was obvious that the scorpion was trapped inside and could not get out for the time being.
Even without using high-dimensional abilities, elementalization, high-level ice escape, quantum displacement, Scorpion and Deidara are no match for the white clones. As soon as they showed their faces, they were tragically killed instantly.
There was no calculation, no strategy, no tossing or pulling, just a random move, which crushed all the resistance of the two Akatsuki members. At this moment, the white clone...
"It's so boring."
The two shadow-level masters of Akatsuki were defeated in an instant, but the white clone did not feel proud at all. Instead, he shook his head helplessly, feeling deeply disappointed by the weakness of his opponent.
To be honest, she misses Bing a little now.
Noticing the footsteps coming not far away, the white clone looked up and saw two figures rushing towards the deep forest. However, when they were more than ten meters away, they stopped and stopped.
Come forward.
"You died so quickly? Are you sure you're not joking?"
Hidan was holding a scythe and his eyes widened in a daze. He first took a closer look at Scorpion and Deidara who were frozen into lumps of ice. After a while, he focused his eyes on the white clone with a dull expression.
When he found that the other party was looking at him, he shivered unconsciously.
Next to Hidan, Kakuzu calmly took a step back, raised his hands slightly, and tried to address the clone in a friendly manner: "Your Excellency, Imperial Master, this is all a misunderstanding. We will disappear from your eyes immediately, how about that?"