It's an illusion.

The defenseless Lu Sheng was attracted by the newly evolved Sharingan of Jiri and lost his highlight bit by bit with a surprised gaze.

With a plop, Lu Sheng, who was lying on the ground, felt a dizzy turn. After his vision returned to clear light, he sighed helplessly at the familiar triple illusion space.

The girl who confronts the outside world has long been different from the past. Any one of them can ride on him and be at the upper hand to suppress him.

The land of the land that touched the space wall, the Sharingan moved with his fingertips, and secretly sighed that temporarily escaping seemed to be a good choice.

The boy lying on the ground with the moonlight pillow, a touch of peace appeared silently on Ning Jing's face, as if he was asleep.

"Is it shame or guilt that you can't pull out the proud Budu Soul?"

Stepping on the uneven ground and keeping a special frequency forward, Jiri, seeing that Lu Sheng would not interfere with him, a flash of indifference flashed through his bloody eyes, "Or, you have no face, do you use the sword technique I have guided you?"

After two consecutive questions, Zhenyang let go of his tight fingers, and the clenched Kuwu fell to the ground with a ticking ticking.

Words without temperature were like sharp blades coming. Zhenyang frowned and condensed the fighting spirit between his eyebrows and eyes, completely abandoning the fantasy of getting happiness through negotiation.

"People cannot suppress their true feelings. Likes are likes. Even if this love is overwhelmed by unbearable betrayal and filth, I must stick to it to the end."

He shone out his firm golden eyes, and saw the apple muscles on the purple-haired girl's cheeks trembled silently twice, and continued to express her heart, "Ninjas must firm up their inner beliefs. Didn't this truth be given to me by Professor you once?"

"Teacher Chiri."

"I didn't expect that the energetic transfer student at the time would have such fearless courage."

No matter how sharp the words were, they could not pierce Jiri's mental defense. Uchiha, who had always been emotionally sensitive, knew very well that this was Maho's provocation.

I want to force her to take the lead.

So...

If Zhenyang wants to fight, then give her the battle.

This is the courage of the fiancée.

"Fire Escape·Rao Fire Extinguishes."

Although there was a long knife at the fingertips, the speed of the girl's seal did not slow down at all.

The chest of Fire Escape Chakra gathered, and the accumulated resentment was spit out from the sandalwood mouth. The fierce flames were surrounding the location of the land, and the fire whirlwind that burned the air and caused the whirlwind of fire swept across the earth in front of him.

The fire that soared into the sky followed the scorching sea of ​​fire, sensing the scale of the fire escape, and the sealed hands were circulating the magic chakra that had already surged in her body.

"Immortal Dharma·Thunder and Lightning Heavenly Lord."

Thousands of electric arcs jumped wildly from the palm of the seal toward the outside world. Thousands of white lightning lights were like turbulent streams, forming a silver sea of ​​thunder.

The red orange tide and the continuous thunder lightning rush on the earth carrying all things. The full blooming power is enough to change the color of the heaven and the earth.

The roar of the creation-like explosion roared against the high platform, releasing an unparalleled storm sweeping across the world.

The fire and lightning blend together, completely immersing the dark night with bright light and daylight.

Jiri, who was transmitting chakra to the ninja knife, opened his eyes slightly, staring at the thousands of changes caused by the collision of lightning and fire. These natural creatures made her adapt to the new audio-visual feast of Sangouyu.

"call--"

The sound of the long sword piercing through the waves clearly reached Shirley's ears. The Sharingan had already seen it, and he was attacking himself in an unextinguished sea of ​​fire.

He raised his wrist and adjusted the angle of the sword dyed with flames. The light of the rays clearly reflected into Jiri's eyes. The violently jumping flames were the girl's war and the anger in his heart.

A close fight.

The He Dao and the Thunder Blade kept bursting out the buzzing sound of metal and stone collision in the boundless night, all of which released their own brilliant edge.

"It seems that the Immortal Mode has increased a lot for you."

Steadily holding his backward wrist, Jiri ignored the sparks bursting out from the blades. The guekuyu in his red pupil turned slightly, and he curled up the corner of his mouth that was stained with pale lightning and chuckled.

"The improvement of the sword skills of the Three Gouyu is also very good!"

The dazzling sword light caused Zhenyang to look down at himself, his eyes drooping at the mirror-like sword body, his short hair that was cut off like wheat waves, and his grid-shaped ninja armor with chest exposed under his broken robe.

"I have told you a long time ago that if you give up the sword technique, I will always be a mountain that you cannot climb, and a mountain that is pressing on your heart."

The red pupils facing each other in the fire made Zhenyang feel the hundreds of billions of cells in his body surged with passion, and a wave of unremitting waves in his highly excited mind.

"So what? Even if the sword technique is not as good as you, with the blessing of fairy art, the power I have can completely smooth the gap in skills."

"Jireeri, Qing is already better than Lan."

With his left hand against the back of the knife, Shinaka was venting his strength, and successfully forced Jiri back, spitting out a white mist with victory.

Rijiri, holding a knife, did not refute immediately. He freed up a hand to move his forehead to cover the hair that was being cut off from his forehead.

"Yeah?"

"I don't know if the time to maintain the immortal mode is as long as your obsession with Lu Sheng?"

The girl's passionate words instantly ignited the transparent blade with the moonlight, igniting a raging fire.

"hateful."

Zhenyang, whose expression froze, spat lightly at the girl with a light face in front of him.

Her slightly numb tiger mouth and her faintly ached wrists made her very clear that they had already had a tacit understanding from the ninja school to the formation of a team.

The level of understanding can be said to be intimate.

We have already known each other's fighting style and various moves.

Just by knife skills.

It is impossible to win this victory.

Even more unable to pack the spoils that fell to the ground.

Ninjutsu...

With the blessing of the immortal art chakra, it will present an unprecedented large-scale scale.

Even if it is used, it will be absorbed and rebounded by the banana fan in Jiri's hand.

call--

What a hateful Uchiha.

"Are you going to give up?"

Looking at the changing eyes of Shinho, Jiri seemed to understand her mind, took out a scroll from the ninja bag and threw it on the ground.

"The banana fan is here, and you can use your magic to the fullest."

The gentle tone that was as different as ever in the past, but it sounded extremely harsh to Shinho, if she had accepted Jiri's concessions here.

That means that her feelings for Lu Sheng will be mixed with cowardice.

"No need to be so generous, I won't let go of Lu Sheng."

Shinho took a deep breath, rubbed her wrist and slowly placed the long knife across her chest. The arc that jumped out of the surface of the lightning hit the ground on the scroll, allowing it to roll down at Jiri's feet. "I haven't heard of the Uchiha family as a person who is kind-hearted and ruthless in the battlefield and releases water openly."

"So what if you win? The title is with me. Do you want to hear those three words?"

The purple-haired girl with a bright smile from her lips lifted the blade and pointed it at one end of the scroll, then raised her toes and kicked it, catching the scroll rolling in the air.
Chapter completed!