Chapter 337 War...

The chakra knife that overflowed with white light stabbed Sand Ninja's eyes, and they suddenly remembered a customary rule handed down from the Second Ninja World War.

Although that rule was not established in the Kingdom of Winds,...the Kingdom of Winds also paid a very painful price for it.

That rule is—

——If you encounter Konoha Baiya unfortunately during the mission on the battlefield, then you can give up resistance and put saving your life first.

And the characteristics of Konoha Shirato that everyone can give up the mission and put their lives first as long as they see it are silver hair and the chakra dagger that overflows with white light.

At this time, if you look carefully, you can see that the boy's back is stuck with a short knife.

Could it be that this boy is the legendary White Fang?

no, no...

Age doesn't match.

Konoha Baiya, who was revered by everyone during World War II, was a young man with firm eyes, a gentle smile and a gentle attack, but he was extremely ruthless. The one in front of him must be ten years old, right?Well, I can barely lean towards the boy——

After confirming that this boy was not the legendary Konoha White Fang, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, someone began to ask: "Who is Konoha Baiya?"

Since the Second Ninja World War, the situation in various countries in the Ninja World is still tense.Therefore, many things that are regarded as secrets of the village have not been passed on to other countries.

In some countries located in remote and backward areas, it is even more difficult to obtain some confidential information.

Even if some information reaches the ears, no one will believe it.

Like White Fang's suicide.

Who would have thought that Konoha Baiya, who is well-known in the ninja world, would stab the Baiya knife that helped him make a famous name in the ninja world into his heart under the pressure of gossip...

"He's my father..." A warm smile appeared on the corner of Fu An's mouth, he calmly looked at Sand Shinobi who was idly grinding his teeth while the enemy was not fighting, and said with a smile: "Why? Do you know him? "

"No, I don't know..."

"If you don't know each other, it means we don't have friendship. Since we don't have friendship, stop chatting here... Let's fight!"

While speaking, the long knife in his hand that was overflowing with white light was raised quickly.

When it fell again, the half-damaged puppet turned into pieces of waste.

The sand ninjas whose puppets were destroyed quickly retreated to the back, and immediately several sand ninjas wearing gas masks rushed up manipulating the puppets. Toxic gas sprayed out.

When they were grinding their teeth just now, they had already communicated with their companions about the next tactics in a unique way...

The first step in tactics is poison gas.

The five puppets had a large amount of poisonous gas, and in an instant, they completely covered the battlefield in this corner.

They saw the boy's figure engulfed in poisonous gas...

Just when they thought they had succeeded, a chill suddenly appeared on the back of their necks, and they turned their heads in astonishment. Unexpectedly, halfway back, they rolled onto the blood-stained sand...

When consciousness remained, under the white clouds, the silver-haired boy didn't even look at them who died, but quickly rushed towards the other sand ninjas who were still alive.

Before the consciousness was completely dissipated, I heard the sound of many heads rolling down the sand...

Fear struck, and the last trace of nostalgia for the world quickly disappeared.

What a weird speed...

Terrible power...

A boy like a god of death!

……

……

Swing a knife, behead, defeat.

Shape fear.

Fu An himself didn't expect things to go so smoothly... Because it went so smoothly, he always felt that the enemy had other big moves against him.

Therefore, when attacking the enemy, he did not take it lightly.
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On the other side of the battlefield, under Su Heng's agitation and the protection of the light barrier, the Ibli family, who had already turned into smoke and had already mastered the manipulation of smoke, were invincible.

Sand Shinobi also released poisonous gas at the smoke transformed by the members of the Iberi clan...

However, the poisonous gas is, after all, a dead object that is forced to move.Compared with the white smoke that has self-awareness and can dodge or escape, dead objects are obviously at a disadvantage.

And I don't know if it's a hallucination or what, when the poisonous gas is emitted, it always gives people the illusion that the poisonous gas can't get close to the white smoke transformed by people.It seems that the white smoke is naturally resistant to poisonous gas.

So in the end, Sand Shinobi gave up his plan to attack with poison gas.

After giving up the poisonous gas attack, they originally planned to besiege the enemy in a team of four, but the smoke transformed by the Ibli tribe was so flexible that they quickly escaped along the gap between the siege before the siege started.

After several rounds of attempts, although they managed to kill a few Iberi tribesmen with their poisoned weapons, the ninjutsu they lost was immeasurable.

"Use wind escape ninjutsu!" I don't know who made such a suggestion.

This suggestion was immediately adopted.

The smog is afraid of the wind... a small wind can't blow it away, so a strong wind!

However, what is surprising is that after a few rounds of Fengtun ninjutsu, it did not pose the slightest threat to the Iburi people...

"Are Konoha's ninjas ghosts?" Some sand ninjas with poor psychological endurance collapsed, and their companions with slightly stronger psychological qualities immediately prepared to scold them. Who knew that when they opened their mouths, white smoke gushed out from the outside. enter.

After recovering, the viscera were already exuding heart-piercing pain...

After falling to the ground and howling miserably a few times, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and he gradually stopped moving.

……

……

Sand ninja's poison gas attack is invincible.

The smoky attack of the Ibrahim family is almost unsolvable.

The balance of the battle gradually moved to Konoha's side.

Although the sand ninja kept marching towards the battlefield and throwing troops, it was obvious that this was a stupid act that got twice the result with half the effort.

A few sand ninjas who had just been thrown into the battlefield had better brains and knew to attack Su Heng, the head of the Ibuli clan.

However, when they were roaring and rushing towards Su Heng, a silver-haired boy silently stood in front of Su Heng, and then raised the long knife in his hand towards them.

……

After some fighting.

A man with most of his arms cut off desperately held a pale young man in his arms, and prayed to the silver-haired, blood-stained enemy with cold and ruthless eyes: "Please let me go!" Son, as long as you let him go, I can do anything...he is my life!"

"Father..." The dying boy, whose shoulder had a blood hole stabbed out, raised his bloody hand with difficulty, and gasped, "Didn't you say that? Boys are born to defend the country, to fight for the country." Death is a very honorable thing. Therefore, please don’t do such a humiliating thing as bowing your head to the enemy and begging for mercy... What I want to be is a hero who stands up to the sky and doesn’t even blink his eyes when he dies!"

"No, I don't want you to be a hero, I just want you to live..."

The man's stubble-covered chin, dripping with tears, desperately pressed against the young man's pale forehead full of sweat.

He murmured: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have instilled such thoughts in you back then. Don't talk anymore...I don't want you to sacrifice your life for the country. I only want you to live, as long as you live..."

(End of this chapter)

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