Naruto system rampages in another world

Black and red smoke floated in the air, and the air was filled with a horrible smell.

Under the hazy wind, a ball of blood exploded on more than a dozen arenas almost at the same time. Correspondingly, the delicate bodies of the female nuns in Muhen Valley were like rag dolls, their limbs torn apart. Sprinkle all over the ground.

Arenas No. 1 to 20 are all occupied by Qingyun Sect. Similarly, there is no arena in Muhen Valley.

"Master Mugu, there is no use in having too many people." Qin Hao stared down indifferently and said calmly: "The difference between life and death is not an arithmetic problem."

The voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp knife that pierced directly into Mu Meizhi's heart. Her face suddenly turned red and turned the color of pig liver, and she said harshly: "It's not over yet. Sect Master Qin's words are probably too early. "

"Although the current situation seems to be at a disadvantage for Muhen Valley, how could I not know that this was my deliberate arrangement." Mu Meizhi's eyes revealed a murderous intention: "Sect Master Qin, I don't know if you have heard of this. Not a word"

"The higher you stand at the beginning, the harder you fall in the end. You disciples don't know what secret techniques they used to improve their strength, thinking they would take advantage, but..." Mumizhi's face suddenly changed. You have to calm down, and said proudly with a trick to see through you: "Their increasing strength is directly proportional to the number of enemies they kill. That is to say, as long as our sect kills these people standing in the ring, what will happen next?" The people who step into the ring again are far different in strength. I don’t know, but what I said is right.”

"Haha." Qin Hao sneered.

This sneer fell into Mu Meizhi's ears but turned into a strong person.

"Next, our sect will not make the same mistake again. You, Qingyun Sect, have no chance." Mu Meizhi's eyes sternly shouted: "Mu Yi, Mu Shang, Mu Hua, Mu Qing... Go and give it. This sect will kill them."

The names of 10 people were reported in a row. These people were the true disciples of Muhen Valley, and they were the absolute trump card in Mu Meizhi's hand.

Whizzing

A sharp sound broke through the air, and ten figures suddenly shot toward the ring. <>

Among them, a pair of twin sisters is the most eye-catching.

"What a pair of beautiful figures. We haven't seen each other in just a few years. The strength of Mu Yi and Mu Shang is probably at the sixth level." Old Bingchi's eyes lit up and he praised: "These two people One person's cultivation is equivalent to two people's cultivation, and the two people's strengths are superimposed on each other. It can be said that they are uniquely blessed on the journey of cultivation."

"That's natural. The two of them have been valued by this sect since they were young and have devoted all their efforts to cultivate them. Perhaps, within a few years, even this sect itself may not be their opponent." Mu Meizhi's face softened slightly, and her tone There is an indescribable pride.

bass

A loud and high-pitched bow sound echoed in the valley.

Ring No. 13.

Mu Yi stood with her feet slightly apart, a large bow more than 5 meters long was inserted into the ring like a sharp sword. She suddenly turned to one side and gently pulled the bow string with her right index finger.

The biting cold air suddenly filled the entire arena, and the cold air became thicker and thicker. The rich blood energy in all directions also became cold, freezing into ice-blood pimples.

What seemed to be ordinary drops of blood were becoming thicker, and the cold air and blood merged together. As the bow string trembled, a two-meter-long arrow was formed in the air.

There seemed to be countless blood pimples colliding in the middle of the arrow, and then they were solidified by the cold air. The arrow was spinning strangely, like a spiral.

哧

In the air, a black shadow suddenly froze.

An arrow pierced the throat.

Spike

A fist-sized hole was opened in the throat of the gardener in black, and endless cold air flowed down the hole, covering his entire head. <>

The gardener in black fell straight to the ground, and his head cracked into pieces of bloody ice with a "bang".

On the side, on the 14th stage.

The same headless corpse fell to the ground and expired. The difference was that the neck was scorched black, and some black charcoal pieces were scattered on the ground.

"That's all for their beautiful bodies. What's even more rare is that one of these two people is of the dual element of wood and water, and the other is of the dual element of wood and fire. When the two of them work together, they are compatible with water and fire. It's wonderful. ." Old Bingchi looked at Mu Yi and Mu Shang as if looking at a pair of peerless jade.

"It's a pity. If I could practice the Bingchi Jue of our sect, I would definitely..." Old Bingchi sighed, with endless regret in his eyes.

"Humph."

Mu Meizhi snorted disdainfully, "My proud disciple, please stop having such wishful thinking."

"Spiritual bodies, ice, wood, and fire." Qin Hao listened to the conversation between the two, and a pair of Sharingan rotated faintly, "Are these two the ones who injured Zabuza?"

"Some time ago, a few little bugs ran into my territory in Muhen Valley, but they were able to escape with their lives from my two disciples. It is very rare for this sect. I want to see these three with my own eyes today. What are these little bugs capable of?" Mu Meizhi looked at Qin Hao and sarcastically said, "I don't know if these three bugs can escape with their lives today."

While he was talking, the rabbits and falcons were also rising in the nearby arenas. Several gardeners in black bravely made several cuts on each other's bodies without fear of death. As a result, they all had their heads disfigured and could no longer die.

Qin Hao's eyes flickered, and he looked at Mu Meizhi and Bingchi Lao'er with a half-smile. His index finger tapped on the chair handle very rhythmically, "It seems that Mu Guzhu has great confidence in them. It just so happens that our sect I also have great confidence in my disciples..."

The slightly hoarse voice was like sand rubbing against the skin. The pupils of Bingchi Lao'er and Mu Meizhi both shrank. They both heard the strong malice in Qin Hao's tone. <>

"Zhang Lang."

Qin Hao said lightly.

"Firehand Zhang Lang, isn't he dead?" A name flashed in Bingchi's mind. He was a little surprised. According to his information, Zhang Lang died in Guangcheng Ancient Heritage.

"There is something wrong with the intelligence. This is not a good sign." Old Bingchi's heart suddenly sank when he saw one of the group of people wearing black wind hats slowly walking out behind Qin Hao.

"metropolitan."

Zhang Lang took off his wind hat, revealing a fierce face. In his scarlet pupils, the black magatama was as black as ink, like black flames burning.

"No. 14 Arena, so that Master Mu Gu can see what the real flame is."

"Yes, I will not disappoint the sect master."

A black fire seemed to flash across his bare forehead. Zhang Lang casually pinched the wind hat, and the whole wind hat turned into ashes. Others were like a beam of black light. Suddenly, he stood on the 14th stage, exuding madness and addiction. The smell of blood.

"Jima Lu" Qin Hao finished his words.

The black wind hat suddenly cracked from the middle, revealing the cold, cold, pale face underneath. Kimimaro suddenly opened his dark pupils, and there seemed to be endless coldness in his eyes, and his whole person seemed like a sharp sword of white bones. , the sharp sword energy stings the human eyes with pain.

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