"Surround them!" The warriors who reacted drew their swords and surrounded Ming Jing and Asuma.
Asuma took one look at these people and lost interest. These guys were just a group of ordinary people who had received professional training. There was still a certain gap between them and real samurai, let alone compared with ninjas.
"Who are you?! How dare you break into our territory? I advise you to give up resistance. Otherwise, your sword will have no eyes!" A leading warrior came out and looked at Ming Jing and Asma Leng.
The voice scolded.
"You don't know me?..." Ming Jing looked sideways at the man and asked a little funny.
"Why should I know you?! Who do you think you are? Prime Minister of the Land of Fire? Hahaha..." the leading warrior stared at the mirror and asked with a cold look in his eyes.
"Turns out he is a fool." Ming Jing squinted his eyes, turned his head indifferently, and continued to stare at Xiaozhulou.
"Hundan! How dare you ignore me? Get them all!" The leading warrior roared angrily and charged forward with a sword in hand.
"I'll leave these people to you, Captain Asma." Ming Jing kept staring at Xiaozhulou, not even bothering to look at the warriors rushing up. Asma helplessly blew out a smoke ring, and then bit the filter of the cigarette.
, holding Feiyan in both hands in a defensive posture.
"Go to hell!" The leading warrior raised his sword and slashed Asuma head-on. The sword tore through the air, making a sharp and harsh cry.
With a crisp sound of "Ding!", Asma caught the blow with one hand and slashed it. Before the leading warrior could react, he raised his leg and kicked the person directly away. But the others ignored it and did not
Because the boss retreated immediately after being hit by a move, but instead they rushed forward with shouts.
"Shinichimonji!" Asuma advanced instead of retreating. Feiyan's sharp blade was wrapped with a thin layer of wind-attribute chakra. As Asuma accelerated, the chakra stretched suddenly, protecting it like wings.
On both sides of him, Asma was more direct than the mirror.
Asma was like a tank full of oil, with a pair of flying swallows firing their bows left and right. It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, but no one could block his blow. After a few breaths, seven or eight people were lying on the ground.
The three people hiding in the small bamboo building saw the scene and knew that they could not drag it on any longer. Yamashita Kuchiki nodded towards Hatano Koi and said: "Let's do it!"
"Yeah!" Hatano Xiaoi moved to the window, drew the bow and aimed the arrow at the mirror. The arrow reflected dark blue cold light, and the arrow was obviously coated with a layer of poison. Yamashita Kuchiki opened the door and walked out, he looked at the mirror
Asked: "Are you looking for me?"
Ming Jing stared at the dying old man and asked in a calm tone: "Are there two more?"
"I'm the only one here." Yamashita Kuchiki shook his head and said in a slow tone. He lightly pressed the cane, and suddenly a cold light flashed, Hatano Xiaoi loosened the tight string. Almost in the blink of an eye,
The dark blue arrow is right in front of the mirror.
"Hit!" Hatano Xiaoyi saw the arrow inserted into Ming Jing's forehead. Because the shooting speed was too fast, the arrow feathers were trembling. Yamauchi Kikuto next to her immediately rushed up and squeezed Hatano Xiaoyi away.
Looking outside, I saw Ming Jing falling straight down.
"Hahaha..." Yamashita Kuchiki couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene. This sinner who had harmed their six major families finally died in their hands!
"Really... dead?..." Yamauchi Kikuto couldn't believe it. This was their number one enemy! Killed by just one arrow? It seemed a bit unreal!
"Really dead! I, I killed Kurama Mirror!" Hatano Koi walked out of the small bamboo building and stood next to Kuchiki Yamashita with an incredulous look on her face.
"That is to say, from now on we no longer have to hide here and there!" Yamauchi Kikuto also walked out and said happily.
"Well..." Yamashita Kuchiki smiled and nodded, but when he looked at the center of the field again, he found that Ming Jing's body was missing! The old man's face changed and he couldn't help shouting: "Where is Kurama Ming Jing's body?! Where to go?
Did you?" His words reminded Hatano Koi and Yamauchi Kikuto, and they immediately ran to the place where Ming Jing had just fallen to the ground. There was no trace of blood on the ground.
"It's hard, isn't he dead?!" Yamauchi Kikuto looked around carefully, fearing that the mirror would suddenly pop out from any corner.
"Impossible! My arrow has already penetrated his head. Even if the arrow does not kill him, the snake venom on the arrow can kill him!" Hatano Xiaoi shook her head. She never believed that Ming Jing was still alive.
"Where is that Konoha ninja?" Yamashita Kuchiki suddenly remembered something and shouted with his eyes wide open.
"What Konoha ninja??" Hatano Xiaoi and Yamauchi Kikuto were stunned. They didn't see other ninjas!
At this moment, the three of them felt the ground shaking. They finally stood firm, but found that the small valley was completely shrouded in shadow. When Kuchiki looked up from the mountain, he was almost scared out of his wits! They saw Mingjing transforming into a giant, shrouded in shadow.
The shadow in the small valley is none other than the Mirror himself!
"What, what is this?!" Hatano Xiaoi looked at the super large version of the mirror with a shocked face. Yamauchi Kikuto next to her swallowed and said: "This guy... He is not a human at all! He is
Let the incarnation of evil become a human! Is this his true form?!"
"Huh!" Ming Jing snorted coldly, and took a picture with his huge palm that covered the sky and the sun. The air flow it drove directly blew away the rotten wood under the mountain and the small bamboo building behind him.
"Boom!" Yamashita Kuchiki felt that the whole world was shaking, like a magnitude 7 earthquake, the earth was cracking and the river was flowing backwards. If he hadn't happened to land on the fluffy roof of the small bamboo building, I'm afraid his old bones would have been handed over here.
.Kuchiki at the foot of the mountain barely stood firm and looked up at the small valley with difficulty, only to find that it was covered by a huge palm!
"Xiaoyi, Juren..." Yamashita Kuchiki was stunned. He guessed in his mind that the two companions had probably been photographed into meat pies.
Ming Jing slowly raised his palm, and at the same time his gaze fell on Yamashita Kuchiki. Yamashita Kuchiki trembled all over, as if Ming Jing's gaze had materialized, as if a terrible gravity was pressing on him.
The old man suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted with tears: "Master Prime Minister, please, for the sake of my age, please let me go!"
"When you were chasing Taiyi, did you ever think that he was still young?!" Mingjing bent down, and his head bigger than the sun occupied all of Yamashita Kuchiki's sight. He said coldly: "I let you go back then, but it wasn't
In order for you to avenge me!" He exhaled into the wind, and as Ming Jing spoke, Yamashita Kuchiki could only desperately hold on to the exposed rocks, otherwise they would be blown away.
"Yes, I'm sorry! Minister Zuo ordered us to do it! We didn't want to either." Yamashita Kuchiki screamed.
"Do you think I will believe your sophistry?!" Ming Jing's eyes widened and his aura surged. He was so scared that the rotten wood at the foot of the mountain shivered, fearing that Ming Jing would swallow him alive.
He quickly swore and swore: "I swear, what I said is true!"
"Hmm..." Ming Jing hesitated slightly, then thought for a moment and then said: "Tell me, where is the kidnapped person now?"
"We secretly sent them to the royal capital. We just need to create a coincidence. Then the deputy minister of the interior will cooperate with us and send the two experts back to the prime minister's palace." Yamashita Kuchiki stated his plan without any hesitation.
Come out, as for the life and death of the Deputy Minister of the Interior? Never mind his business!
"Where are the two more genin?!" Ming Jing continued to ask.
"He, they... were killed by Yamauchi Kikuren..." Yamashita Kuchiki's eyes flickered and he whispered.
"That's it..." Ming Jing's tone was indifferent. Just when Yamashita Kuchiki thought he could escape, an oversized palm fell from the sky, and with a "Boom!", there was another slap-shaped palm on the ground.
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After Asma got rid of the group of warriors, he came to Ming Jing. He glanced at the arrow stuck at Ming Jing's feet and asked curiously: "Aren't you going to arrest someone?"
"No need!" Ming Jing took a breath, turned around and walked back: "Go to the Royal Capital!"
"Okay!" Asma shrugged and followed Mirror.
Not long after the two left the small valley, the real Ming Jing came out from a corner. He pressed on Xiaozhulou with one hand: "Wind Escape·Thousand Blades!" In an instant, Xiaozhulou was attacked by eleven thousand words.
The wind blade cut open again and again.
"Huh?!" Asma, who hadn't walked far, was stunned, looked at the 'Ding Mirror' and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?" 'Ding Jing' looked at him doubtfully.
"Ah! It's nothing." Asma thought for a while and finally shook his head.
Dragon Appearing in Tea: A-level illusion, a damaging illusion that magnifies one's body a hundred times.