Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Cloudy wind blows.

In the dark night.

Holding a pair of jagged swords, Inosuke Zuhira was tightly attached to the back of a vigorous old tree.

He suppressed his beating heart.

The breath is heavy.

directly behind him.

ten meters away.

A tall, burly evil spirit with a ferocious face was slowly approaching.

His form is extremely grotesque.

On the human body is a spider-like head with seven eyes, up and down, and a mouth full of fangs.

Horrible.

--too strong!

——This ghost is really too strong!

Zuhira Inosuke's eyes were slightly gray.

Fear densely eroded his mind.

He gripped the handle of the knife.

Trembling.

next second!

Bang! !

A huge bang exploded in my ears!

Aroused bursts of tinnitus.

Sawdust flying!

The leaves are falling like rain!

The ancient tree he was leaning against was pierced by a big hand, and it was torn and cut in half.

Inosuke's mouth was flushed with chills.

Do everything in your power to wrest control of your body from fear.

Then bend and stretch.

Get away.

Stepping on the ground covered with branches and leaves, he stared at the ferocious ghost with shortness of breath.

Intense coercion came roaring like waves.

The pressure made his mind roar.

The evil spirit did not move.

But the murderous aura rushing towards his face made him tremble with fear.

The idea of ​​escaping keeps skyrocketing.

Zuihei Inosuke is in a dilemma!

- can't escape!

—I can't escape! !

——I will definitely become the strongest Chosen One! ! !

——Be sure to defeat him! !

He growled inwardly.

Break free from the quagmire of fear.

He Zuihei Inosuke is the strongest man.

"Come on!" Zuhira Inosuke clenched his swords tightly.

The evil spirit in the field of vision flew over again.

The running posture is like a beast.

The dead leaves are thrown away.

The evil spirit punched fiercely.

Zuhira Inosuke turned over and jumped up.

When volley.

The blood flowed wildly, and the blue veins throbbed like a thin snake.

He crossed his hands, and two jagged blades moved towards the evil spirit's neck from both sides!

"Breath of the Beast. Fang of the Three!"

"Tear the fangs!"

Hissing roar.

The edge of the blade is cut away.

Embedded in flesh.

Bring out strands of blood.

can.

Can't go any further!

The devil's fangs were open, and the seven eyes were fixed on the mouth of Hei Inosuke, which was twitching the blade. The latter wanted to cut off his head in this way.

The roar of a beast.

The evil spirit was furious.

Stand up.

One pressed on the waving double blades.

Then forcefully.

Brute force is instilled on the blade through rough hands.

In the crisp crackling sound.

The Sun Wheel Knife actually had a few cracks.

Zuhira Inosuke's expression changed.

If you lose the Sun Wheel Saber.

Then it would be impossible for him to hurt the evil spirit in the slightest.

At that time, it will be the fish on the chopping board.

Let it be slaughtered.

He desperately wanted to free the Sun Wheel Knife.

He can do whatever he wants.

But it was all to no avail.

The blade cracked and cracked.

Cracks spread like spider webs.

After a few breaths.

Completely broken.

In the ear-piercing sound.

The sharp blade was thrown into the air.

The crackling fragments hissed and pierced the wind.

at the same time.

The huge inertia pushed Zuhira Inosuke away.

He fell hard to the ground.

What was even worse was that at the moment the blade shattered, a fragment of the blade about five centimeters pierced deeply into his abdominal cavity.

Inosuke Hirai held his bloody lower abdomen.

Sitting up grinning.

in view.

The figure of the evil spirit covered it.

A huge shadow enveloped him like death.

This time.

He is really at a loss.

The demon stretched out his arm.

He strangled him tightly by the throat.

Then lift him up high.

Giant power is rampant.

on his neck.

A sense of suffocation washed over my mind like a tidal wave.

Zuihei Inosuke struggled helplessly, his ten fingers forming claws on the evil spirit's arm.

But the latter remained motionless.

Head tilted.

Seems to be admiring his death.

Concentrated gorilla surges up.

The warmth exploded on the tip of the tongue.

Blood oozes out.

It was dark.

The familiar revolving lantern came at this moment.

Zuihei Inosuke began to recall his life.

Who am I.

Who is his mother.

All kinds.

......

Concentrated orangutan dispersed in the hot and humid wind.

In the field of vision is a completely closed high wall.

Layers of tree shadows fill the already confusing place with mystery.

Itachi didn't dare to approach at will.

Watching from afar.

Beside him are workers who have escaped from death with lingering fear.

He sat up tremblingly.

The pupils trembled uncontrollably.

exclamation.

The sound of fleeing.

It rang into a ball in my ear.

There were nearly a hundred people who witnessed that appalling scene.

They are stuck in a tunnel.

Desperately fled outwards.

Even though the man-eating vines seemed to have calmed down, the fear had already overwhelmed everyone.

The shouts echoed in the tunnel, piercing through the ears.

Like waves in calm water.

Stir up a thousand waves.

Those outside the tunnel were confused about the situation.

But seeing nearly a hundred people flee like crazy, they dropped their tools and joined the fleeing team.

a time.

The whole tunnel was in a mess.

The wires that implicated the miner's lamp were torn apart in such a blind and frenzied escape.

The lights flickered and went off.

The world was plunged into darkness in an instant.

And this situation will only lead to the intensification of the situation.

Howling one after another.

Thousands of voices.

fused together.

It's like ghosts walking in the night.

Mourning is everywhere.

Itachi looked serious.

At the end of the tunnel, he was the only one left at this moment.

The guy who was rescued by him in the first place, when he recovered, he immediately ran away like a shit.

Itachi stood in the vast darkness.

My eyes are foggy.

After the last look.

He also turned around and left.

There are many things Itachi wants to prove in practice.

But he knew there was nothing he could do right now.

Just a physical avatar.

Can't even see in the dark.

Now and now.

Or leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Go all the way against the stone wall of the tunnel.

The darkness raged in front of him like a giant beast.

Ferrets have trouble capturing even the outlines of objects.

The eye is pure nothingness.

go further.

The soles of his feet thumped.

Almost fell to the ground.

Itachi frowned.

lean down.

There was a slight breathing sound.

Breathless.

Mixed with whispers like the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"save..."

"help me..."

Then it fell silent.

Dissipates with breath.

Itachi knows.

It died at the hands of a group of workers.

How can the already cramped tunnel accommodate hundreds of thousands of people fleeing collectively, if someone accidentally falls, the feet of those who are running in a hurry will not be of any importance.

It's okay to walk alone.

But what if ten thousand horses are galloping?

I'm afraid I'm going to be smashed to pieces.

Itachi exhaled.

Continue to go outside.

The sound of dense footsteps knocked on my ears.

In this bottomless darkness.

It's like a wild war.