Even though I had already known that I had to face it, it still made people feel as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

Unfortunately, from the human puppet Fei Liuhu, you can't tell what the expression of the Red Sand Scorpion is. Perhaps, he has abandoned the human body, but he has no special feeling.

It seemed that the battle was getting more and more intense. The Red Sand Scorpion manipulated the puppet of Fengying's three generations of purpose, turned the sand iron into a long rope, wrapped the neck of a crane, and pulled it hard to the ground.

Shokuha, tied down in an extremely uncomfortable position, struggled to hold his upper body, held his breath, and then spit out suddenly.

"Wind Escape·Practice Air Blast!"

The extremely compressed wind escape chakra ball advanced straight along the front line, plowing out a gully several meters deep, spreading nearly two kilometers before stopping, and then gradually dispersing.

Monsters of this level attack are not at the same level as the ninjas cast by ordinary ninjas.

Even if it was not the target of attack, the Sand Ninja who was watching the battle was still blown by the stirring of wind and sand, especially Chiyo, who was closest to it, hid behind a calamity and tied its tail with a chakra line. After the shock wave dissipated, he walked forward vigilantly and observed the movements of the enemy in the gradually falling wind and sand.

In the desert areas without any vegetation buffer, the low hills almost do not play a sluggish role. Once the powerful ninja is used, even if it is affected, it will be more uncomfortable for ordinary ninjas.

"Blow away the dust in front of me, Gaara..."

Shuami's head deflected slightly, looked at Chiyo, who seemed to be so old that he was powerless to fight, and said nothing more. Then he opened his mouth and roared, and the strong wind followed the power of the sound waves and swept away the dust floating in front of him.

The area directly under the wind escape and the frontal attack of the air bomb was messy, but the center of the yellow sand tunnel, where the black sand iron was buried, the red sand scorpion rose from the ground almost without any injuries.

"Sure enough, you're not killed so easily..."

The Thousand Hands' Warriors were broken by the Crusade. The Purpose Puppet of the Third Generation of Fengying was not affected too much? It was just that the accompanying weapons equipped by the Red Sand Scorpion had some loss of effect.

If you fight alone? The Scorpion of Red Sand is not afraid of Gaara at all, and the same is true for Moriha. Even if there is Chiyo's support, it has a great chance of winning.

but……

Maji still knows the Sand Ninja who is surrounded by him? There are still one or two who are familiar with each other, but they can't remember their names? The rest are all new faces.

How many crossbows cannons should be blocked? The Red Sand Scorpion looked up at the sky.

"Didala, what the hell are you doing..."

Under the heavy siege, the Red Sand Scorpion and Deidala, who still showed no sign of retreat, just join forces? They are still sure to fight back the enemy.

With the cover of magnetic escape? Deidala's explosion escape can work better.

These formal members of the "Xiao" organization are not fuel-efficient. If there is no accident, it is absolutely impossible to join forces, even partners? Only when they fall into a trap together and are in danger of their lives? It is possible to cooperate a little.

They are all famous masters, and no one wants to lose face in front of others.

But now? The genius puppet master is wondering if it is time to consider breaking through.

At the same time, the Sand Ninjas who noticed the violent chakra fluctuations in the air also raised their heads and saw a shocking scene.

Damaru, who was waving his huge Fengdun wings, formed a seal in the air with his right hand and pointed his left hand towards the sky. Fengdun chakra spread around with a slightly swaying gesture.

Several big holes were cut by the fierce wind escape, and Deidala, who was bleeding profusely, looked up at Damaru, who occupied the commanding heights with breathlessness.

Although the body is not very good, the large-scale killing of the explosion escape still caused considerable damage to Damaru. The clay fragments penetrated Damaru's limbs several times, and barely stopped bleeding under the repair of the life energy provided by the white blood cells. However, the body's deficit and pain still interfered with Damaru's judgment.

It becomes inevitable that Damaru, who is willing to delay and Deidala, who is unable to make a final decision.

However, such a stalemate cannot last too long. After looking at the decentralization situation, Yishitsuki had already taken action. Daimaru no longer hesitated and took the lead in opening a trump card.

The country of wind in summer should have been extremely hot, especially this place, not too far from the sea. The dry southwest wind brings a little salty smell of evaporated salt particles, making people feel a hint of the ocean.

Because the fierce battle between ninjas, the evaporation of tincture oil, and the smoke from the explosion of the crossbows covered these natural auras.

What is even more terrifying is that at this time, a large rainbow-colored whirlpool suddenly appeared in the cloudless sky, and the center was Damaru's palm pointing to the sky.

From the outside to the inside, the original sunlight, like being attracted by something, splits into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors from the inside to the outside, spinning and gathering into a increasingly brighter and brighter energy group.

Mixed with the ultimate wind escape chakra changing energy ball, it was originally dark blue, the color gradually became lighter, and finally turned into a dazzling white light ball.

This ball of light that was difficult to mess with was obvious. As the amount accumulated, it gradually increased, and then compressed to the size of a ball. Finally, some natural energy carefully injected into it by Damaru was rendered purple-black.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time! I'm not very skilled when I use it against the enemy for the first time, and the casting and singing time is a bit long..."

Damaru said, holding the energy ball with one hand, and wiping the sweat from his forehead with the other hand.

Damaru was so guilty that he had a cold sweat. If this thing got out of control, Damaru would probably not even be left with his body if he was the first to be affected.

"The secret technique originally created to deal with large psychic beasts and tailed beasts that are not very flexible, let's try it on you first..."

The heavier you are in the ninjutsu, the more difficult it is to control, and aiming can only rely on feelings.

"Under the wings, no one except the users of the Time Space Ninjutsu, is faster than me! Open your eyes and see clearly..."

As he spoke, Damaru closed his hands together, and a miniature triangle barrier appeared between his palm and his thumb, which restricted the purple-black energy ball and was constantly compressed!

"This technique..."

Deidala's pupils shrank slightly, and she instantly remembered the third-generation Meta-Tuchai Onoki, who had high hopes for him. She demonstrated to herself the technique of blood elimination, dust escape, and original world peeling. This was what she looked like!

"You will never learn to escape from dust..."

“It wasn’t…”

Damaru grinned,
Chapter completed!