Naruto: Onmyoji

The moment the folding fan was waved, all sounds disappeared.

The originally strong murderous aura buzzed continuously in the air, gathering from all directions and turning into a frenzy sweeping across the place. But now it has disappeared, leaving only the sound of the folding fan opening.

There is a fierce and sonorous aura hidden in the fan, like a sharp knife being drawn out of its sheath, gradually revealing its majestic killing intent.

The bamboo illusion surrounding Orochimaru disappeared, and Wannian Bamboo appeared in front of everyone with heavy breathing. Then, the bamboo in his hand was wrapped with a sword flower and pinned to his waist.

After a few moments of leaning, a flute sound rose from his mouth.

In this flute sound, weak ripples spread out from the center of the fan, spreading in all directions.

Wherever it passed, everything turned into fly ash, the ancient trees lost their lives, and the blood became much darker. Everything seemed to have been taken away, and the colors were no longer bright.

White mist emerged from the air and spread around the fan. It was not thick, and you could vaguely see the figures inside, just like the breath of winter, spreading thinly.

A biting chill rose up, lingering in every inch of the roof.

Obviously my body can still feel the heat of the sun, but my mind is sending out a 'cold' message all the time.

Orochimaru was stunned and subconsciously stepped back, but the cry he just made was stagnant in mid-air. A ubiquitous murderous intention had locked onto him and penetrated into his body, trying to freeze his soul.

In the end, he and the first and second generation Hokage were taken away together in the white mist, staring at the vague figure in the depths.

Everything seemed to be at a standstill.

……

In the drifting white mist, only the flute sound of ten thousand year bamboo remains.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flute suddenly changed. Under the originally calm voice, murderous intent began to slowly gather, and an undercurrent surged, like a wave constantly impacting the land.

At this moment, a harsh scratching sound suddenly sounded from the bass, hitting everyone's heart.

"This is...the sound of a long knife rubbing against the ground."

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed and he instantly guessed the source of the sound.

The sound of scratching echoed in the bass, shocking everyone. Wherever they passed, there were turbulent waves.

This is not physical damage, but pure mental coercion.

The sound of the flute surged, drowning the auras of Orochimaru and the others. The murderous intention accompanying the flute sound was like a pillar of strength, easily breaking down their aura barrier. Those so-called murderous intentions, so-called momentum, so-called The fighting spirit is nothing under this aura.

It's like a pile of sand on the beach. When faced with huge waves, it has no resistance at all and is easily destroyed like a joke.

"boom."

There was a crisp sound.

The terrifying aura turned into a blade, merged into the sound of the flute, and ran forward. Orochimaru's aura barrier that he had finally rebuilt was defeated again.

Only cold sweat dripped on the glazed tiles under my feet.

The auras floating around Orochimaru were stimulating him all the time and destroying his mind.

For a moment, his narrow eyes widened.

On his body covered with mucus, the almost substantial Chuck surged, and his two palms were like phantoms, constantly flying in front of his eyes.

"Woodun, cutting technique."

"Water Escape Water Dragon Ball Art."

The frozen ice turned into debris, and the water escape created out of nowhere under the Second Hokage's technique set off a turbulent wave, and then transformed into a dragon-shaped posture and bombarded towards Boya's position.

"laugh."

Countless branches flew out, flashing

Shining light.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Sarutobi Hiruzen had already formed the seal of the earth flow wall, but was stopped by Boya who was standing beside him.

"It's okay, Hokage-sama."

Behind him, a graceful figure loomed.

"boom."

The sound of breaking tiles was heard.

The subtle explosion came from the figure behind, like something broke inadvertently, and an extremely strong murderous aura flowed out from behind, passing by Sarutobi Hiruzen, gurgling outside.

At this moment, Sarutobi Hiruzen's body almost froze.

At this last moment, a cold voice echoed in Boya's ears: "Look carefully, seize the opportunity, I will only use one sword, and only swing it once."

There was no emotion in his voice: "Whether it's life or death, it's up to you to control me."

In this situation, Boya could vaguely feel that countless eyes were gathering here from unknown places, waiting for his performance. This was what Yan Mo had told him before, the calamity of life and death.

"An attack of this magnitude is worthy of two incomplete souls." The harsh voice was deafening, echoing in the white mist.

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The clear flute sound still echoed in the Four Flames and Purple Formation, and as the white mist extended in all directions, a monstrous murderous aura gathered.

At that moment, Orochimaru's eyes widened.

"laugh."

In the deepest part of the thick fog, an enchanting figure wearing hunting clothes rushed out from behind, dragging a long knife on the spot. Wherever she passed, all the murderous aura was concentrated on her knife, without any trace of it. Give way.

The Water Dragon Bullet Technique had already collapsed before it even approached, falling to the feet and turning into a surging tide.

Behind this figure, the sky suddenly darkened, and a silver-white moon rose from the end of the tide. The moonlight fell down, revealing a large bamboo forest, reflecting the clear brilliance of the bright moon.

The moon is born on the sea.

At this moment, all eyes are on the bright moon and the knife under the moon.

"kill."

Everything is bland.

The long knife under the moon waved gently, gently crossing the two people's bodies, and gently looking through Orochimaru's eyes, everything did not contain the slightest smoke.

Like an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace to be found.

"Come, fight, fight, all, count, group, move forward... Onmyoji: Soul-breaking Bird."

After an unknown amount of time, when the flute sound began to fade away, Boya scolded softly, Charman's bloody thumb moved across the fan, and a miniature yin-yang technique appeared.

"Chirp."

The chirping of flaming birds sounded from behind him.

A flash of fire flashed, and the big fiery bird flew out, circled in the sky, and then landed on the fan in Boya's hand.

"Onmyoji: Reverse Killing."

The next moment, Boya's expression changed, and in the gradually dissipating fog, he became filled with murderous intent.

"laugh."

Two streamers flashed.

The mercenaries and Boya who had been prepared for a long time collided in the air, passing by Orochimaru one on the left and the other on the right, bringing up a large amount of blood, which splashed everywhere.

"Clap."

The two arms fell on the tiles at their feet. The moment they made contact with the ground, a tattoo of a flame bird appeared on them, and then the two arms lost their normal color.

"Bang, bang."

Two streaks of white smoke suddenly appeared, and the magic of the reincarnation of the dirty soil was unlocked.