Konoha, proctoring room.

“Hahaha, is this the current ninja of Shayin, won’t you even see blood.”

The leading Mist Shinobu showed his sharp teeth and laughed unscrupulously.

Ignoring the leader of the Sand Hidden Village, Maji had a somewhat ugly look, and Loquat Juzo raised his eyebrows at the third generation Tokage Onoki who was sitting in his seat:

“I said, Third Generation Metokage, wouldn’t that disciple of the Great Snake Pill you want to see also be this kind of goods?”

“Hmph, a guy in Wuyin Village who doesn’t know the height of the sky and the thick of the earth.”

Onoki narrowed his eyes when he heard this, and his gaze was a little unkind.

However, the Mist Hidden Village, which has the name of the blood mist, has always been smelly and hard, and he just snorted coldly:

“Konoha’s ninja old man can’t care about it, the subordinates of our village are all excellent ninjas, it’s best to ask your subordinates to be careful.”

“Hehe, Konoha’s ninja is also very good, please be patient and read on.”

As if he hadn’t been provoked, Ape Flying Sun said with a smile.

“Yes?”

Loquat Juzo tilted his head, leaned on his decapitation knife, and hey:

“I’ll just look forward to your Shinobu performance.”

“It’s not enough, if you don’t kill this guy, even in our Wuyin Village, it’s different.”

Someone was about to retort, but suddenly, everyone was attracted to the picture on the monitor.

Poof!

Withdrawing the ninja knife in his hand from his companion’s body, he added two scrolls to his uncut hand.

On the ground, the two Mist Ninjas who teamed up with him were dead.

“I said, this guy, it’s different.”

Looking at the blood-stained Zaibu, Loquat Juzo smiled, a little gloating:

“Your biggest mistake was to make the second exam a solo exam.”

“He’s a misty ghost.”

“…………”

The room was quiet for a while, watching the peach land that kept shuttling through the woods, like a silent Shinigami who killed one ninja after another, and many people only felt their scalps numb.

It is worthy of being a foggy hidden village known as the blood mist.

Maybe in terms of strength, compared with the above patience, it is not enough to see if you don’t cut it, but this ruthless style makes people feel frightened.

Suddenly, someone thought of an intelligence.

Not long ago, there was a misty child who killed all his classmates in the graduation exam of the ninja school.

His name is exactly Peach Land No More Chopper!

………………

“It seems that I have finally found it.”

Not far from the end tower, he looked at the figure standing at the door with cold eyes.

At this moment, his body was already covered in blood.

The backpack behind him was full of scrolls, and blood was constantly dripping down.

The countries that agreed to chase the empty air with all their might did not expect that a butcher knife was stretched out behind his back.

Everyone on the road was killed by him.

He, Momochi no longer beheaded, proficient in silent killing, was scheduled to be the heir of the beheading sword, carried out the blood mist style to the end, and was the strongest mist hidden forbearance in this era.

“I didn’t escape directly to the end, it seems that the lower Shinobi of Konoha Village still have a little backbone.”

“Be proud to be beheaded by me, little imp of Konoha.”

Slowly pulled out the ninja knife, and no longer slashed the body with an amazing murderous aura, and released it towards the Konoha Shinobu in front of him.

He was shocked and then killed by him like a domestic animal.

In the lower patience, no more beheading is such an easy and random harvest of life death.

“You guys, you’re coming too slowly.”

Sora looked behind the unchopped back and calmly spoke.

Such a simple sentence made Zai Buxuan’s eyes widen suddenly, his heart contracted violently as if he was being held, and an icy chill poured in from the sweat hairs all over his body.

This guy, not right!

Jumped hard, and then jumped into the tree in the distance.

At this moment, a loud shout came from under the ground.

“Tudun Mountain Earth Art!”

The ground trembled violently, and two huge semi-circular peaks rose on the left and right sides, wrapped in unstoppable might, closed together, and impressively sandwiched the void in the middle.

The ground began to shatter, and countless cracks were torn out like paper, as if a great earthquake was angry, making those who watched on the side look solemn.

However, in the face of this powerful ninjutsu that suppressed the tailed beast on the battlefield, Sora did not even mean to dodge in the slightest.

Standing in place, he calmly raised his hands and pressed his palms against the rough rock.

Rumble!

An invisible force spread through the peaks, and in an instant, it swept out like a tsunami.

The next moment, two huge peaks instantly shattered into countless rubble.

“This is…”

Looking at the earth-shattering scene in front of him in shock, he didn’t bite his teeth fiercely.

He was equally shocked by the crowd watching the surveillance footage.

“It’s really powerful.”

Onoki narrowed his eyes, looking at the void that had destroyed the Mountain Art with just one blow, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

Although it was in the territory of Konoha and could not be carefully investigated, Iwahide Village still speculated that this newly accepted disciple of the Great Snake Pill killed the upper Shinobu of their village.

Just the strength he is showing now makes Onoki feel alarm bells in his heart.

This time I came to Konoha, and it really came to the right place.


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