There is a problem with my spiritism in Naruto

At the moment when the puppet was about to approach everyone, in the small sand nest, Fujiwara Hatter and the ninjas of the Yamanaka clan seemed like ants in a frying pan, turning into countless black shadows and scattering in the desert.

After retreating a certain distance and standing still, the man with a face full of rape from the warrior group of the Kingdom of Wind also walked out.

After walking to his puppet, he glanced at Fujiwara Hajime and others in front of him with eyes that were like looking at ants, and suddenly a teasing smile appeared on his face, "Are you the only ones here?"

"Retreat." Fujiwara Hao said only one word without any further words to the man in front of him, and then everyone stepped back without hesitation.

But the moment they turned around, they found that in the surrounding yellow sand, six or seven more puppets emerged from the ground covered with sand and dust, surrounding everyone.

"Be careful, it's a ninja." The leader of the Yamanaka family glanced at the wagging fingers of the man with a grease-painted face, and after saying this to his companions, he immediately took out the kunai in the ninja bag behind him and became alert. .

"Don't hesitate later, just run away after I take action." Fujiwara Haji's eyes were fixed on the man with a painted face in front of him. After finishing speaking, Fujiwara Haji's feet suddenly exerted force, and there was a burst of force in the sky. The yellow sand rose, and Fujiwara Haori also disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing Fujiwara Hao disappear, the man with a painted face subconsciously controlled the puppet to move and rush towards the Yamanaka family ninja who wanted to escape.

However, without even taking off, these puppets were torn apart by an invisible force in an instant.

All the messy banging sounds were so dense that it sounded like there was only one sound.

When the puppets turned into countless tiny parts and exploded and fell around, the man with his face covered in oil paint was suddenly shocked.

So fast

Before this thought came to an end, a very bad feeling arose in his heart again.

It was the kind of thing he would do when he was about to die in countless battles. .

The feeling of death approaching.

Unable to capture where the attack came from, and unable to see the trajectory of the attack, this man with a painted face could only quietly put his hands behind his back, and then quietly began to form seals.

In a small movement that was difficult for others to notice, the man with a painted face hid his body on the puppet he was carrying behind him.

But at this moment, Fujiwara Hao's attack also followed.

When Fujiwara appeared in front of him, the man with a painted face widened his eyes angrily and shouted suddenly.

A puppet covered in iron suddenly appeared from under his feet, and it swallowed the whole man with his face covered in oil paint.

After a crisp neighing sound, Fujiwara Haori seemed to be like a ghost, turning a strange arc and returning to his original position, and turned around and chased his companions without hesitation.

Peace once again returned to this desolate land.

After more than ten breaths, the samurai group behind arrived belatedly.

Seeing the wooden iron puppet motionless, these people looked at each other, and for a moment no one knew what to do.

A warrior who seemed to be the leader walked out of the crowd, approached the iron puppet, carefully reached out and knocked on the iron, and then said loudly, "Sir, the enemy has left."

But there was still no movement among the iron puppets.

The leader of the samurai group waited for a while, but suddenly found a slender crack on one side of the iron puppet.

If you don't look carefully, this tiny crack can easily be missed.

With a little curiosity, the leader of the samurai group reached out and touched the gap. The moment his fingers touched the iron sheet, he felt a stinging pain on his fingers.

He took his hand away as if he was electrocuted, but found that there was a long, slender and deep wound on his finger.

How could this happen? The warrior leader was surprised, but suddenly he heard someone behind him shouting with a trembling voice.

"You, look"

When the man shouted that, the people standing next to him subconsciously followed his finger and looked everywhere.

The soil under the iron-armed puppet had been dyed bright red for some time.

At the bottom of the iron arm puppet, there is still a little sticky blood dripping down the edge of the steel skin.

"My lord is injured, please get him out," the leading warrior shouted hurriedly as soon as he noticed the blood stains.

At the same time, he drew out his katana, inserted it into the edge of the gap and began to pry hard.

After struggling for a long time, everyone finally opened the iron puppet along the crack.

But when everyone rushed to the gap, the scene inside the iron puppet made everyone feel that their hearts seemed to have gone cold.

Inside the iron puppet, the man with his face covered in greasepaint had long lost his original appearance. The entire interior of the puppet was filled with pieces of minced meat and stumps, as if a large meat grinder had been placed inside.

Not to mention the corpse, not even the larger pieces of meat could be seen.

"What the hell happened?" the leading warrior whispered to himself.

The iron puppet was filled with dense slash marks, but no one could explain how these slash marks appeared inside the puppet.

In this strange silence, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands tightly grasped the hearts of everyone present.

He didn't see the means of attack, nor how he attacked. The moment the puppet was cut into parts, the adult hiding in the puppet was directly torn into pieces by unknown means.

Driven by this panic, a word came into everyone's mind.

That is, escape.

Dividing line

At this time, Fujiwara Hatter, who had run away, was like a dead dog, being supported by the ninjas of the Yamanaka family and moving forward in the yellow sand.

"How are you now?" one of the Yamanaka family ninjas who was supporting Fujiwara Haori asked.

"I don't know." Fujiwara replied weakly.

"What happened to that man? Is he dead?" the ninja of the Yamanaka family continued to ask.

"I don't know." Fujiwara replied weakly.

"We have been exposed now. If we want to continue to steal those people's equipment, we are likely to be discovered by those vigilant warriors, and there are ninjas among them. Do we need to send someone back to talk to Mr. Xiaobai? Report?" the ninja of the Yamanaka family continued to ask.

"I don't know." Fujiwara replied weakly.

"Tsk." The man from the Yamanaka family frowned, looked at Fujiwara and said angrily, "You are now the captain of our team, can you say something constructive?"

"Huhu." Fujiwara tilted his head and fell asleep directly.Li Yidao said that he would like to thank the Chinese dack super-faced man for his recommendation vote.I just joined the job recently and I come home very late every day. If I am coding, I will try to write as much as possible and then distribute it on different days.Thanks again to all my readers who support me.above.