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Shan Shuisheng suddenly jumped up, using a feint to lure Nine Lama's attack, and then dodged to avoid it.There was a burst of joy in his heart, and the water knife stabbed at the Ninth Lama's neck at an extremely fast speed.

"Whoa!" The sound of the air being torn apart was like a paper shredder, which made those who listened feel terrified.

Jiulama had no time to dodge, his eyes widened, and there seemed to be a faint red light flickering in his scarlet pupils.

"Bang!" The water knife undoubtedly hit Jiulama. Shan Shuisheng was about to smile, but found that his knife could no longer move an inch.

"What?!" Shan Shuisheng opened his eyes wide and looked at the part where he hit. It was Jiu Lama's neck. Logically speaking, this place is very fragile.

But he never expected that the sharp water jet could not even cut through his fur.

Maybe Jiulama could dodge, but he gave up dodging. He showed his flaws just because he didn't think they were flaws.

"Wow!" Nine Lamas roared loudly again. Although their claws were huge, they were also incredibly fast.

Shan Shuisheng's eyes widened as he realized the crisis.

Shanzhong Daxiang could no longer stand, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. If this blow hit Shan Shuisheng, he would definitely die.

"Boy, can you still release the fire escape just now?" Shui Daxiang shouted violently.

Xia Sheng's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and under his pale face was the exhaustion of breathing heavily.

He wanted to shake his head, but he looked at Shanshui Shui, who was about to be hit, and nodded fiercely.

"bring it on!"

After Shan Shuishui saw Jiulama's attack, he took a sharp breath and retreated quickly. At the same time, the water knife blade in his hand disappeared and he quickly put it into the scabbard.

Both hands formed seals almost at the same time. This kind of reaction speed and ability to adapt to changes are exactly what a qualified jounin must possess.

"Water Escape Water Dragon Bomb."

A lively water dragon sprayed towards Nine Lama, but the moment it came into contact with his claws, it twisted a few times and then exploded.

The power of the Nine Lamas is really too terrifying.

There was no time to sigh for Xia Sheng now, and his hands began to form seals again.

But every time he formed the seal, Xia Sheng could feel waves of severe pain coming from his internal organs.

There was only the last bit of chakra left, and Xia Sheng's mind was thinking rapidly, he must do something.

Suddenly, a strange movement between heaven and earth entered Xia Sheng's body. It was like energy or chakra, but it was purer than chakra.

He didn't have time to think about whether the thing entering his body was chakra, so he hurriedly integrated it into his own chakra, and then an extremely strange feeling came over him.

My body seemed to be lifted up by the wind, and it became light and airy whenever I moved it, as if it could crack mountains and crack rocks.

Xia Sheng didn't notice that very faint red patterns appeared on his face. The shape of the pattern was very strange, but it also looked a bit coquettish.

"Hey, kid, hurry up!" Shanzhong Daxiang's voice rang in his ears, and Xia Sheng hurriedly returned to reality from that mysterious state.

The half-formed seal had to be continued. Xia Sheng quickly formed the seal. Seeing the paw getting closer and closer to Shan Shuisheng, he felt extremely nervous.

No matter what kind of chakra it was fused with, at least the amount of chakra was a lot more, and he should be able to complete this fire escape with great reluctance.

"Fire Release: Flame Bullet." Xia Sheng opened his mouth and spit out a mountain of flames. This time, the flames shocked him.

If the previous flame was a small fight, then the current one is a real killing move. The flame bullet is no longer a flame bullet, but a sea of ​​fire that can devour everything.

Yamanaka Daxiang was startled, but he was not in a daze.

"Wind Release: Pressure!" This is the most powerful Wind Release that Shanzhong Daxiang can release, the moment he comes into contact with Fire Release.

The flame turned into bright red in an instant and swept towards Jiulama. This time, he seemed to feel the high temperature of the flame and instinctively wanted to dodge.

Seeing the Nine Lamas who wanted to quit, Shanzhong Daxiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was already a little tired and sat down on the ground.

Xia Sheng's vision went dark and he fell straight down. The strange patterns on his face were also short-lived and had long since disappeared.

"Bang." The pain from hitting his head on the ground finally prevented him from passing out, but his body was completely exhausted and he could hardly move at all.

"Uh ah..." Xia Sheng opened his eyes and saw flames all over the mountain.

"I...should have won." Xia Sheng said to himself, but no sound came out from his throat.

At this moment, something seemed to be flying in the sea of ​​​​fire.

The figure seemed to be a person, and it was moving towards him very quickly. Xia Sheng had no strength to avoid it, so he could only watch the figure hit him hard.

"Bang!" The figure hit the ground like a meteorite, creating a big crater.

Xia Sheng turned his head to look, and this movement of turning his head almost killed him.

It was a male body. The clothes on his body were almost completely burned by the flames. There was a huge wound on the back, as if it had been pierced by a column. It was pitch black and there was nothing inside.

And on the waist of that body, there is a dark... knife?

and many more!

Knife!

Nine tails!

Born from mountains and rivers!

Xia Sheng suddenly thought that the man in front of him was probably Shanshui Sheng. He thought that he would be able to save Shanshui Sheng by releasing a powerful fire escape, and the timid Nine Lamas seemed to confirm this.

But he never expected that he still underestimated Jiu Lama's murderous intention.

Although this fire escape did frighten Jiulama, he had already decided to kill the guy with the knife in front of him.

Maybe the flames would cause him pain, but it was never his style to let go of his enemies. What's more, he was under the masked man's illusion and no longer cared about anything but killing.

Just when Shan Shuisheng escaped from the sea of ​​fire and was about to retreat, a huge hand suddenly emerged from the flames and grabbed him into the flames. The long and sharp claws also pierced his chest.

The burning of the flames, the fatal wound.

Today, unless the Immortal of Six Paths is alive, no one can save him.

When Shanzhong Daxiang saw the flying figure, he was startled at first, and then ran forward quickly. He recognized who the figure was.

He is his apprentice, born in mountains and rivers.

"Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng!" Shanzhong Daxiang cried and shouted, almost crushing his burnt body.

At this moment, Shan Shuisheng suddenly moved and his body tilted over.

Xia Sheng's body moved, and when he looked at Shan Shuisheng, his eyes were already full of tears.

"I'm not dead yet, but I'm going to die soon." Shan Shuisheng said.

"Xiaosheng, it's me who is useless as a master, it's me who is useless!" Shanzhong Daxiang wailed and cried, with tears streaming down his face.

"Master, you have taught me a lot. For Konoha, I never care about sacrifice." Shanshui Sheng said, every word and every sentence was accompanied by more or less blood.

"The stars in the sky are like people's destiny. Some stars will never come close to each other, but some stars will become farther and farther away when they are close, just like us," Shan Shuisheng said to Xia Sheng.

"I never realize that if we become friends, who knows whether we will be separated in the future? So it is better to look at each other more while we are still together, maybe we will not see each other again in the future."

Xia Sheng's throat moved slightly, but nothing came out.

Not only did he choke, he also choked.

Shan Shuisheng's last words ended, and his bladeless knife also left its sheath.

There was only a pool of bright red blood inside the scabbard, and other than that, there was nothing else.

"Ahhhhh!!" Yamazaka Daxiang's old body trembled uncontrollably, as if there was a crying engine inside.

"The longing for lovesickness is so strong that a hundred years have passed, but the mountain is covered with a touch of red."

"Why should a man with white hair send a man with black hair to be his master?"