Chapter 277 Junmaro's Dance of Death

The blood is his companion, the corpse is his funeral, the blood droplets flying behind him are his background, and the cold and proud figure is the only protagonist in the world.

This is Junma Lu, a dance written with life, gorgeous and eye-catching, frightening every step of the way!

Seeing this, Danzo narrowed his eyes and said secretly: "What a tool!"

If it weren't for being on both sides of the enemy, Danzo really wanted to take Junmaro under his command!

However, the more Danzo can't get it, the more he wants to destroy him!

With a big wave of his hand, an elite jinnin half knelt on the ground and listened to his order.

"Go, kill this guy!" Danzang said coldly.

"Obey, my lord!"

The root member nodded, and rushed to the battlefield with a blink of an eye. Like a sharp sword, he rushed straight towards Jun Malu!

In his opinion, the other party is just a young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and if he goes there, he will definitely be able to catch it.

Unfortunately, he was wrong!

And still dead wrong!

At this time, Jun Malu was an enemy in front and back, but there was no panic on his face, and his eyes showed indifference to life and death.

"For Master Orochimaru's plan, you all die for me!"

Jun Malu pulled out a pale bone whip from the spine behind him, with a metal-like color flowing on it, and it was very hard to tell at a glance.

Dance of the Wire Flowers!

In his hand, the pale bone whip seemed to have life, like a poisonous snake jumping out of the grass, sweeping across the battlefield viciously, and the sharp whistling of the wind was like a declaration of death!

At this moment, Junmalu is burning his own life, dancing the dance of death with the enemy!

In the hands of Jun Ma Lu, the bone whip turned into a piece of phantom, waving airtightly, like a death cage, covering the enemy under the shadow of the whip, only to be slaughtered!

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

Accompanied by the screams before death, the flying blood drops like cherry blossoms withered, sprinkled behind Jun Malu Lengao's figure, the beauty and desolation are endless, and the vicissitudes of life are endless.

The fallen corpses became stepping stones for Jun Malu to step onto the throne of killing!

Seeing this, panic flashed across the face of the elite Jonin who came to assassinate Junmaro.

This is the first time he has seen such an efficient and elegant way of killing people.

Involuntarily, a touch of worry emerged in his heart.

However, when he thought of Danzo's punishment for mission failure, he trembled, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

"He must be killed!" the elite Jonin secretly said.

Afterwards, he cunningly hid his figure among ordinary ninjas. Occasionally, an enemy would attack him, but he would show him weakness. He would fight with the enemy, but his eyes would keep sweeping over, trying to find the best time to assassinate. .

However.

He was disappointed in the end!

Although Jun Malu is sick, but when it comes to talent, he is first-class and superb.

Especially under Orochimaru's men, they are proficient in killing skills, and integrate this technology into their bones, forming a beautiful art.

When the flowers are in full bloom, it is also the beginning of withering.

Jun Malu is like a flower that is gradually blooming in full bloom, with no flaws in his body. This battlefield is the stage for his performance. Kill gracefully.

In Jun Malu's eyes, the world seemed to be silent, and everything in front of him could be killed!

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the elite Jōnin who came to assassinate felt ruthless. He raised his knife and dropped it, and quickly killed the enemies in the struggle. Shuttle through the middle, quickly forming seals in the hands.

"Thunder Dungeon! Four-Pillar Restraint Technique!"

Rumble!

The ground suddenly trembled violently, and four thick stone pillars drilled out from under the ground, surrounding Jun Malu.

Then, there was a flash of blue-purple lightning, and there was a tearing sound, and the electric snakes were connected in series to form an airtight sealing matrix, which tightly imprisoned Jun Malu.

pain!

Severe pain!

The electric snake surrounded Jun Malu's body, constantly stimulating his body. If he hadn't used the curse seal of the earth to forcibly improve his physical fitness, he would have been chopped into bacon by now!

Jun Malu stared at the instigator, his eyes revealing the awe-inspiring awareness of seeing through life and death.

"Do you think that this alone can block my way?"

Suddenly, an even more majestic Chakra burst out from the curse mark on his body!

Jun Malu already knew that his time was running out, and he didn't want Orochimaru to see that he was mere thunderbolt, so he stopped in his tracks!

"For Oshemaru-sama, please, die!!!"

Tear!

With a wave of Jun Malu's hand, he tore a hole in the curtain-like thunder and lightning, and he was like a beast, exuding the brutality of seeing death as home, and rushed towards the elite Jōnin!

"Dance of the Early Fern!"

Countless sharp bone spurs drilled out from the ground, turning into a dense sea of ​​bones, each one seemed to pierce the sky, showing its sharpness, unparalleled in the world!

Looking down from the perspective of God, every time Jun Malu takes a step, a bone spur rises up, like a carpet paved with bones, welcoming the arrival of the Emperor of Bones!

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

Every bone spur standing up means the death of a ninja.

Scarlet blood scattered and flew, adding a bit of poignancy to this bone forest.

The elite Jonin looked terrified, and hurriedly dodged left and right, trying to escape from this sea of ​​bones that turned into Senluo Hell.

But even after such a delay, Jun Malu has already rushed forward!

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

This elite couldn't bear his anger. He never expected that he would be forced into such a mess by a young man, and he was already angry from embarrassment.

Now that Jun Malu came forward on his own initiative, he seemed to have found an outlet for his anger, and wanted to vent it all out!

"Worry!"

Even in the face of a strong enemy, Jun Malu's expression was still indifferent, as if he put life and death aside.

He is like an elegant dancer, with graceful dance steps, bringing an invitation to death!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Under the horrified gaze of the elite, his feet trembled violently, and pale bone spurs stood up one after another!

The moment his attention was distracted, Jun Malu galloped for a while, like lightning and flint, one hand turned into a dense bone gun, emitting a faint white light.

Then, a little cold light came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon!

laugh!!!

There was a sound of muscle snapping, and under the unbelievable eyes of the elite, Jun Malu pierced his heart with one hand, and pierced him!

boom!

Jun Malu threw it away casually, and the body of the elite Jonin lay limp on the ground like a rag.

He looked around and said in an indifferent tone: "Next."