The second time deletion ended, and when the flow of time returned to normal again, Lei Luo's figure suddenly flashed in another location in the eyes of the fog ninjas.
It was as if he crossed the magma-covered area dozens of meters away in an instant and arrived at the other side unharmed. As for how he moved in the middle, no one could understand.
That scene was like the world suddenly changed at this moment, and the scene in front of my eyes jumped directly from the previous frame to the next frame like a slide.
At the last moment, the lumps of magma created by the melting structure were still in mid-air and were about to fall to the ground.
And the huge chakra representing the liberation of the flat-eyed butterfly has just flown towards Lei Luo, and is about to hit him.
But at the next moment, the molten magma had fallen to the ground at some point, and had even melted the earth into a sea of fire. However, no one saw the process of it falling or even interacting with the ground.
The light blue chakra giant sword also moved sideways for a long distance unknowingly. It was not until the familiar explosion sounded in the distance that all the fog ninjas felt like they were waking up from a dream, and they all realized:
Most of the flat-eyed butterfly's attacks have failed.
But...what's going on with all this?
Why did the scenes and sounds seen in the eyes and heard in the ears undergo such huge changes so abruptly? It was as if the pictures, sound waves, and images...were torn apart all of a sudden?
In the middle, what about the Melting Escape and the Flat-Eyed Butterfly, their attack, flight, and even the series of failures?
Where did the process go?
Why do they see in their eyes only the results of various things that have reached the end?
Countless fog ninjas stared closely at Lei Luo's figure, thinking about the above series of questions in their brains, but before they could figure it out, another loud roar sounded in the field:
"Melt Escape. The art of melting monsters!"
The one who spoke was still the old man just now, and his melting attack still covered the vicinity of Lei Luo.
However, perhaps he also understood that it was impossible to hit Lei Luo with the speed of melting, so the old man cunningly chose the point of attack on Lei Luo's path, and its position was exactly in front of Lei Luo.
.
His steps paused slightly, and Lei Luo stopped temporarily. He did not rush to use the time switch to cross this distance again, but turned his head slightly and looked behind him.
Not far away, I saw an old man with gray hair and a scowl on his face. Judging from his attire, he must be the elder Kirigakure, standing in front of the Kirigakure ninjas.
At this time, the old man was raising his head, spitting out lumps of condensed magma from his mouth, rushing towards Lei Luo from high in the sky, while using the corner of his eye, he waved towards Lei Luo.
A playful look.
Even though he couldn't speak, Lei Luo somehow understood the old man's meaning. The other person seemed to be expressing a provocative emotion, as if to say: Are you going to run away?
Judging from the old man's chakra reaction, Lei Luo judged that the other man should be a strong man who had reached the shadow level.
And judging from the fact that the old guy was able to accurately find his position twice in a row and intercept the attack in time, the opponent was undoubtedly able to react to his speed and had very rich combat experience.
but……
"court death."
Saying these two words extremely coldly, Lei Luo turned around and ignored the magma that was about to fall from his head. He just narrowed his eyes and quickly estimated the distance between himself and the old man.
Thirty meters... barrier free...
"Time to delete."
At this moment, the familiar feeling of fragmentation appeared in the hearts of many Mist Ninjas again, and the melting magma quietly emerged on the ground again.
It felt like in a corner they didn't know, the molten magma had completed a series of processes from falling, contact, collision, to burning.
But compared to these, there are obviously more important things now that deserve the attention of the Mist Ninjas.
Tsk!
The blade cut through the air, and then a sound sounded like it was being inserted into some object. The old man who was breathing out melting energy was seen. From his raised neck, a piece of dark red light suddenly protruded.
Blade.
The cold and sharp long knife pierced the old man's neck in a straight line, stabbed out from the throat, until its tip reached about half a meter in front of him, and then slowly stopped.
In other words, this puncture shot from the old man's back to the neck obviously went straight into the handle.
A large amount of blood spurted out and merged with the melt that was still flowing outward in the air, adding a dazzling blood-red color to the dark yellow and burnt black magma.
Soon, the melting ninjutsu was interrupted, but the old man's open mouth did not close.
However, compared to the magma he spat out before, what is now spurted out of his mouth is streams of blood.
A look of pain flashed across his face, and at the same time he unconsciously stretched out his palms toward his neck. His fingers kept twitching, as if he was trying to grab the blade coming out of his throat.
This seems to be an instinctive reaction to a sudden fatal injury, and it also seems to be a crazy struggle that is not willing to accept death.
But in short, with his throat pierced, all his actions were in vain.
Chi pulled the blade out from the neck of the old Kirigakure in front of him and shook off the blood stained on it. Lei Luo asked expressionlessly:
"Puke, why don't you continue to vomit?"
After saying this to himself rather nervously, Lei Luo saw the old man slowly falling down, his body falling to the ground with a weak plop, blood splashing everywhere, he couldn't help but smile, obviously
I am very satisfied with the success of this offensive.
Raising his eyes and scanning around, Lei Luo found that the expressions on most of the Mist Ninja's faces seemed a little dull, and even more faintly mixed with a look of disbelief, as if they had not yet reacted to the old man's death.
come over.
Even the holder of the Ninja Sword Hiramoku Butterfly, who had previously launched a giant chakra blade attack at Lei Luo, a rather young-looking Mist Ninja, couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw this situation, and his steps moved unconsciously.
He took a step back and became speechless for a moment.
In short, the atmosphere in the venue fell into an eerie silence, like the calm before the storm.
"hehe."
With a chuckle, Lei Luo clenched the long knife in his hand, moved forward, kicked the ground hard, rolled up a circle of air waves, and rushed towards the predetermined direction again with extremely ferocious inertial force.
Its rumbling sound made it move like a high-speed rail train.
As for the corpse left on the spot, in Lei Luo's opinion, it was just an insignificant episode that happened when he penetrated the Kirigakure line.