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Four hundred and twentieth chapters out of breath

"As long as you don't come to ask for punishment!"

Daimaru's heart, which was a little nervous, calmed down a little.

Temari has a bad temper and can suppress her anger. It seems that she has changed a lot during this period.

Although the blonde lady in the past was also a calm and wise tactical party, she would be unambiguous when she was angered.

"I have grown a lot, in all aspects..."

Daimaru smiled slightly with a slight look

"Now, the family of the new Fengying must pay attention to their image and can't hit people any longer..."

"You don't need to teach me..."

Temari interrupted Damaru's joke in anger, took out the storage scroll that had been prepared long ago and handed it over.

"Sign up now!"

"After all, I am an employer who issues the task, can't I give you a good face?"

"This is not included in the task requirement!"

"I would have added the terms of smile service if I had known it..."

Daimaru said with some regret.

I don’t know which task is assigned. Although it is some very expensive materials and parts, it is not necessary to escort a powerful ninja like Temari to escort it?

As if he noticed the doubt in Daimaru's heart, Temari said after taking the signing and receiving the order signed by Daimaru:

"I asked Gaara to let me go. It's really hard to walk so far in the wind and sand..."

"Gaara, I, grew up very fast, and learned to assign tasks that are not very risky but are well-paid to people close to you for personal gain..."

As he spoke, Damaru had a bright smile on his face. With a bang, the dull sound of heavy objects hitting his body came. The whistling sound of the Samsung fan passing through the air did not catch up with the speed of waving.

Damaru, who was knocked on his arm, rolled down from the top of the small hill, and the smoke and dust rolled all the way. After it settled, a ditch nearly half a meter deep was exposed. Damaru fell to the end with his back and fork.

"The task is completed. You are no longer my employer. We have to calculate our accounts carefully!"

Temari, who raised her eyebrows and showed a fierce expression, put her hands on her hips and held the powerful iron-handled three-star fan with the other hand, and was eager to try in the direction of Daimaru.

"Before starting a move... I didn't say anything, let me prepare..."

Damaru, who was lying on the ground with his head tilted, sank into the ground like melting black oil. Then, several exactly-same Damaru stood up from the ground.

"What if you get injured?"

"Are you okay? You are very skilled in using illusion. You have already expected to fight me!"

Temari spread out the three-star fan and waved it suddenly. In an instant, wind and sand were blowing, and the rising sand was wrapped in wind blade and shot forward, breaking countless illusion clones.

Unfortunately, such a blow had no effect. The fragments gathered and merged, turned into more clones, and staggered towards the top of the hill.

"The art of Xia Zongzhe, a low-level illusion that can be mastered by a ninja, can play a better effect than an advanced ninja in a suitable environment..."

“It’s so much nonsense!”

The arc blade generated by the Scythe-rooster spreads in all directions, like an expanding tornado hurricane, smashing everything around.

Temari, which is very different from Daimaru's ninjutsu style, is indeed very strong in terms of large-scale attack ability.

Although the illusion clone can be regenerated, it will be cracked if it breaks all the chakra fluctuations.

In addition, Daimaru used the polarized killing array derived from Fengdun to deal with Temari, who is also proficient in Fengdun, and the effect is probably not very good.

Fortunately, Daimaru is not only good at illusion and wind escape, but also a puppet master who can get on the table. Just so happens, there are one or two very powerful puppets.

Temari, who was looking for the body of Daimaru, suddenly picked up and swung the fan handle and knocked it down. He repelled the steel long tail that had attacked from the soil, then accumulated power, and suddenly waved the Samsung fan diagonally downward. :(/

"Wind Escape·Sycashiro!"

A violent storm fell from the sky, cutting off all the small sand dunes for two or three meters. The ferocious appearance of Fei Liuhu, who was lurking underground, finally appeared in front of Temari.

"Is this a human puppet?"

Over the past year, watching Temari make rapid progress, she has not done anything. She specializes in Feng Xun, but can better play the advantage of Feng Xun Ninjutsu attack ability.

However, the powerful ninjutsu that cut down the entire forest and scraped the bottom three feet into the bottom fell on Fei Liuhu, making a sound of metal and iron attacks, but failed to break his defense.

Without the cover of the black-bottomed Hongyun Yushen Robe, the deep black Feiliuhu was stained by Dawan with a symbiotic cell mass, and even more terrifying terror was revealed.

This is the first time Temari, who has heard of the terrible human puppets, has seen the real person for a first time.

"Your ninjutsu is too loud, maybe it will scare the people in the camp over there!"

Unable to judge the exact direction of Damaru's speech, Hiruohu did not stop attacking. His ugly mouth cracked an exaggerated amplitude, and shot out a series of thousands of Mirai, heading towards Temari, who was jumping in the air.

Temari, who was about to turn around and attack again, suddenly noticed a figure behind her, but she didn't have time to adjust her defensive posture.

"No matter it is underground, ground or sky, I can't escape my attack network, especially in the sky, which is more suitable for me to play!"

Temari, who was anxious and had no choice but to do anything, felt that the air around her suddenly condensed as if it was driven by a powerful blower, and then quickly dispersed. Temari, who had nowhere to rely on her power, could not even guarantee the minimum balance.

When he realized something was wrong, he was already wrapped in a surging blue halo, and Daimaru seized the opportunity to grab Temari's wrist.

"Wind Escape·Fierce Wind Palm!"

Temari, captured by the secret technique and flash crystal wave, has undoubtedly shown its disadvantage of being unable to fly. If the air combat cannot keep up with the opponent's movements, he can only be passively beaten.

Damaru, who was already merciless, emitted a violent compressed air bullet in the palm of his hand, ejected Temari downwards, fell into the soft sand pile, and was then wrapped by the giant steel tail of Fei Liuhun.

Temari, who was struggling, wanted to resist, but Daimaru tied his hands with the star puppet thread.

"Just let out your anger. If you continue to fight, maybe someone will come to check it out! You don't want to be seen by others, do you? Maybe some strange rumors will be arranged again..."

"Without you causing trouble, how could there be rumors?"

Temari was still unwilling to accept it, and didn't know if she didn't believe Daimaru or was angry because she lost so easily.

"I'm wrong, but it's not what I want to see..."
Chapter completed!
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