The world of Naruto that begins with the immortal body

A sword pierced the chest, and the injury was naturally very serious, but for a ninja, such an injury was not considered fatal.

"Cough cough cough~"

He covered the wound on his chest with one hand, and blood continued to flow along his fingers. The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost coughed twice with difficulty.

The lobes of the lungs were severely damaged, and every breath was an unspeakable torture.

The body is shaking a little and the pain is bearable, but the fear of death is difficult to hide

"Let me go......"

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost didn't know how he spoke. He couldn't see or imagine what the begging look on his face would look like.

It was so difficult to say a single word, but he unconsciously said three words.

There is great terror in the face of life and death. Tsukimi Tong knows that the instinct to survive often goes against reason.

It's funny to say that he thought of his teammates who performed missions together in Konoha.

They are obviously at such a tender age, and they are obviously full of fear when facing death, but at the last moment they can die calmly.

And many high-level ninjas, no matter what ninja village they are in, are obviously ready to sacrifice at any time, but when they really need to die, they often want to live in an ignoble way.

"..."

Tsukimi Tong didn't say anything to the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost's begging for mercy, but just stepped on the water and walked to him step by step.

He didn't ask if the other party had any capital to let him go. The moment he appeared, the outcome of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost was actually doomed, and he had never been in the habit of deceiving people who were about to die.

With the figure of Xiguashan Puffer Ghost, even if he is half-kneeling, he can almost look at Tsukimi Kiri's level.

Watching the boy walk in little by little, the suffocating feeling of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost became even stronger.

What is more terrifying than death is waiting for death

Kisame and the other three Mist ninjas also approached with difficulty. They did not try to escape, because according to the Mist ninja's policy, if they left their captain and escaped, even if they returned to the village safely, they would not escape death in the end.

As for defecting

Not every ninja has that kind of courage and strength.

Secondly, not every ninja is a loner. They live not just for themselves. They have families, families and family members. The choice between heroes and traitors is actually very simple.

Kisame and the others quickened their pace, and veins popped up in the hands holding Kunai. They wanted to take away the Watermelon Mountain Fugu Ghost, even though they knew there was little hope.

"Go ahead"

I don’t know who shouted, just like the horn of the final charge, it can inspire the last trace of bloody courage.

The tragic scene could not touch Tsukimi Tong. He had seen this kind of scene too many times, and even he himself had been so bloody and brave.

But there is absolutely no comparison between the opponent he faced at that time and the opponent he faced now.

If courage is useful, what else can we do with strength?

Yue Jingtong closed her eyes as a sign of respect for them and as a way of mourning for them.

title guidance

Irresistible force spread out from Tsukimi Kiri's body, and the four Mist ninjas, including Kisame, were directly pulled towards them. Even if they plowed deep ditches under their feet, they could not slow down at all.

In the chaotic force field, even ninjutsu cannot be used. All they can do is protect the whole body with chakra, and then try their best to maintain body balance.

The blazing white chakra sword is swung with light, and the splashing blood is like butterflies in the rain, which has a unique kind of beauty.

Snapped

Muddy water splashes

The three mist ninjas, who were not even jounin, fell at Tsukimi Kiri's feet without any resistance. Only Kisame barely used his kunai to block the boy's casual attack.

Kisame without Samehada muscles is like a shark without teeth, and Tsukimi Kiri is completely uninterested.

opportunity

When Tsukimi Tong turned around and took action, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost saw hope, and his expression instantly turned into desperate madness.

They were only one meter apart, and without that kind of twisted force field, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost squatted down and rushed forward regardless of his injuries, his big sword muscles taking advantage of the situation.

Closer

The watermelon mountain puffer fish ghost's eyes are flashing with hot light

Chakra, as long as Samehada absorbs chakra, his injuries can be healed, and as long as he has the opportunity to display his sword skills, he is confident that he still has a chance to win.

嘭

A ripple exploded out of thin air in the rain curtain

Tsukimi Kiri kicked Kisame away with a kick, and at the same time, the great sword Samehada had already slashed him.

咚

a dull sound

Samehada's sharp barbs suddenly appeared, and Tsukimi Kiri instantly used chakra to protect his whole body.

Ah ah

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost roared wildly, with a hint of pleasure in the roar.

Samehada's muscles swelled crazily against Tsukimitiri, and in an instant it became like a strange agouti enlarged hundreds of times.

Tsukimi Kiri was pushed by Samehada and kept sliding backwards, and a long ripple appeared under his feet.

absorb absorb

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost was extremely glad that the other party underestimated his enemy. He was eager and eager to

He longs to drain his opponent's chakra and is eager to see the opponent's limbs broken and crawling helplessly in the mud.

One breath...two breaths...

The strength accumulated in a big burst of energy slowly disappeared, and the pain in the chest came again.

Don't Have

The expected chakra did not return from Samehada, and the expression of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon became a little stiff.

“Have you had enough fun?”

A faint voice sounded, Tsukimi Kiri grabbed Samehada's barbs with one hand and pushed Samehada away.

The boy's expression has not changed, his clothes have not wrinkled, and the chakra on his body has not weakened at all.

"How, how is it possible"

The blazing white chakra on the opponent's body was so obvious, but why didn't even a trace of Samehada's chakra feed back?

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost was frightened. This situation was something he had never encountered before.

Just when his heart collapsed, a strong force suddenly came from Samehada, and Xiguashan Pufferfish Ghost couldn't react in time and almost lost his grip on the handle of the knife.

Just when his heart shrank, thinking that Tsukimi Kiri was about to fight back, he felt the Samehada muscle on his hand suddenly tremble violently, and then he saw the big mouth on top of the Samehada muscle make a hissing sound of pain, and the blade felt like an electric shock. The fish began to twist wildly

patter

Sameji broke free from the hands of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost and rolled to the side, rolling wildly in the mud, as if he was experiencing unspeakable pain.

What's going on? Could it be that the other party's chakra is poisonous?

The pufferfish ghost in Xiguashan was at a loss, and his heart was even more despairing.

Before, he only thought that the other party had the ability to restrain himself, but now he found that even Chakra was completely restrained.

Malice, like the malice of God

Maybe this is the helplessness of fate

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost no longer attempted to resist, but sat on the ground in a cross-legged posture.

He didn't need chakra to block the rain and mud, so he just sat cross-legged, feeling as if his heart was dying.

Tsukimi Tong walked over and grabbed the same sword that seemed to be electrocuted. The sword was originally twisting very fiercely, but once it was held by Tsukimi Tong, it instantly became quiet.

The slightly trembling blade showed that Samegai was not feeling well at this time, but due to his fear of Tsukima Kiri, Samegai restrained his instinct.

Seeing Samehada's reaction, Tsukimi Tong smiled inwardly.

There are many abilities in the ninja world that can absorb chakra, but there are almost no abilities that can absorb natural energy.

The blazing white chakra emitted by Tsukimi Tung is a mixture of natural chakra and star seed chakra.

Natural chakra has all the properties of natural energy. Absorbing his chakra is equivalent to absorbing natural energy. It is no wonder that Samehada eats up his stomach.

Of course, being able to absorb part of the natural energy and remain unharmed is also part of Samehada's unique talent. If it were some ninjas, they would have been petrified or mutated long ago.

Kisame staggered over again, without making a move, he just stood in front of the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost and remained silent.

He also understands that there is no point in resisting. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on Tsukimi Tong’s wishes.

After feeding Sameji a little star seed chakra, Sameji immediately recovered from his weak state.

The body swelled a few times again, and the shark muscles twisted, as if they had taken stimulants.

The barbs on the body were reduced, Samehada bent over and stuck out his tongue, and kept rubbing his head on Tsukimi Tong, like a puppy begging for food.

Tsukimi Kiri ignored Samehada's pleas and waved the sword hilt a few times before becoming less interested.

Samehada's ability is dispensable to him. If he really encounters an enemy that he finds difficult, having Samehada won't be of any use.

Samehada's tongue was licking all over her body, which made Tsukimi Kiri feel a little nauseous.

Kick the shark's muscles with your feet to signal it to be more honest.

It's no use being ugly. The boy looked at it with disgust and threw it to Kisame.

Kisame stretched out his hand to catch the hilt of Samehada's sword, a confused expression on his shark-like face.

From the trajectory of the opponent's thrown knife, he knew that it was thrown to him, but why?

"Get rid of the pufferfish ghost in Watermelon Mountain and forget what happened today and you can live."

Tsukimi Kiri said calmly, while Kisame frowned and had a complicated expression on his face.

"why"

"No reason, I just like your face."

"..."

Kisame didn't know what to say for a moment. With his blue-gray skin and shark-like face, he had been regarded as alien by everyone since he was a child.

But today, there is an enemy who cannot resist and says that he looks pleasing to the eye...

That feeling is really weird

Ah

Hearing that Tsukimi Kiri wanted Kisame to kill him, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon showed a sarcastic expression.

No one knows Kisame's character better than him. Kisame is a very pure ninja, or a tool. He will completely obey the orders of his superiors, and he will definitely not do something like this that goes against ninja.

Next second

噗

The sound of flesh and blood being crushed sounded. The sneer expression on the face of the Xiguashan Pufferfish Ghost had not yet subsided. The sword was cut off. As the former owner, the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost didn't even groan, and his neck was completely crushed.

The fate of sharks has been to kill each other since birth, whether it's their teammates or their leader...

Kisame stared at the dead eyes of the watermelon mountain puffer fish and said silently in his heart,

He is a subordinate of the Watermelon Mountain Blowfish Demon, but he is also a ninja of the Mist Ninja. In fact, he has been looking for opportunities to get rid of the opponent since he betrayed the village.

Although this situation is completely different from what I imagined, the ending is still the same.

The Watermelon Mountain Fugu Demon still trusted him at the last moment, which made Kisame feel a little ironic.

It was clear that in every mission, the opponent would issue an order to get rid of his teammates to prevent intelligence leaks, but now that the roles had been reversed, he seemed to have thought nothing of it before he died.

"I have done as you asked, can I go?"

"Please do"

Tsukimi Kiri shrugged.

Kisame glanced at the young man and showed a meaningful smile. Then he turned around and walked slowly step by step, as if waiting for something.

One step, two steps, dozens of steps in a blink of an eye, and the imagined attack did not come...

Kisame turned his head and found that the boy was not looking at him at all, but was groping on the Watermelon Mountain Fugu Ghost.

"You believe me"

Kisame didn't even know why he shouted out. Is it because of a psychological gap?

In his expectation, when he turned around, the other party would pierce his heart with a chakra sword.

In the game of the powerful, the powerful often force the weak to kill each other, and then lament the darkness of people's hearts while standing on the moral high ground to kill the remaining people.

They force the weak to create evil, and then dress themselves up as the embodiment of justice to eliminate evil. Many powerful people like to have fun with this. He has seen this kind of game many times.

I thought I would play the role of a criminal ninja who killed his superior and be judged by the other party, but judging from the other party's reaction, it seemed that he really let him go.

Kisame was not a fool. Tsunade's situation and the relationship between him and the other party were there. He knew that he had a reason to die, but he didn't expect that the other party seemed to really trust him and would not leak what happened today...

A strange emotion was brewing in his chest, and the rain was running down his face. It was still so cold that Kisame raised his head and grinned.

Since you trust me, I will repay your trust.