Chapter 50

"Illusion! The art of the Xia Servant!"

printed!

With the flow of chakra, a pure spiritual force spewed out, covering Tuhe who was in anger.

In an instant.

After Tuhe's vision was distorted for a short time, the appearance of Qifeng in front of him changed, and it seemed to be the existence he was most afraid of at this time, Orochimaru!

At the same time, Konoha ninjas, blood-soaked and full of hatred, appeared from all corners, holding all kinds of ninja tools and knotting all kinds of Indian styles, and locked him.

"Orochimaru!!"

Tu He roared, forcibly using anger to cover up the fear in his heart.

One of the main points of the use of illusion, when the enemy is affected by his own emotions, the power of illusion will be far greater than usual.

The greater the fluctuation of the practitioner's own emotions, the more impressive the power of the illusion.

At this time, Tu He was already injured, and he was full of unwillingness to witness the death of his companion. He was hit by the illusion of praying for the wind, and the whole person fell into a state of madness.

Seal!

"Earth escape! Earthquake core!"

rumbling—

Although Tuhe was affected by illusion, most of his strength was still there.

With the frenzied emergence of Chakra as if he didn't want money, the power of this earth escape ninjutsu was quite impressive.

The whole ground began to roar continuously, and the towering rocks were pulled up, and the flat ground suddenly sank everywhere.

The terrain changes accordingly.

Qi Feng, who wanted to take the opportunity to attack, changed his face, stopped moving forward, and stepped back.

A wide range of attacks is extremely destructive, and he doesn't want to go head-to-head with Hard Steel at this time.

At this moment, Tu He was like a ferocious tiger that was only injured. While showing his ferocity, he showed his cold fangs in the face of anyone.

In Qi Feng's eyes, Tu He was like a headless fly, attacking the open space.

He can only choose to avoid its edge.

Husky meets tiger?

Just hide.

But in Tukawa's sight, his attack successfully repelled Orochimaru and severely damaged a large number of Konoha ninjas.

With his hair disheveled and howling indiscriminately, Tu He looked extremely crazy.

But soon he was stunned.

Because those Konoha ninjas who were repelled by him, suppressed by him, and crushed into powder, appeared in his sight again.

Still the same look, the same movement, the same position.

After a short period of stunnedness, a look of calm flashed across his frantic eyes, and with just a thought, he understood the reason.

He glared angrily at "Orochimaru" not far away.

"Illusion!!" Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

But I saw "Orochimaru" grinning, revealing a penetrating smile.

I saw that his hands were already sealed, and the faint voice was silent, but it clearly entered Tu He's ears.

"Illusion! The art of seeing Naraku!"

Like a shadow clone, he "drilled" out a large number of "Orochimaru" from all directions of Tuhe, each with a playful smile.

Tu He's spirit was briefly in a trance.

In the blink of an eye, he found that these "Orochimaru" had already appeared beside him, forming a circle to surround them.

"Tu Dun!..."

Tukawa just wanted to form a seal to perform ninjutsu, but saw...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

These "Orochimaru" burst like a balloon, and a large number of wet, greasy and smooth snakes of different sizes fell from the sky, covering his surroundings, and many of them landed directly on him.

Facing the snake with its sharp fangs, Tuhe shuddered subconsciously, and the shadow from Orochimaru enveloped his heart again.

Before he had time to move, he saw these snakes tearing a gap in his body, twisting his body,

Wagging his tail burrowed out of these wounds into his body.

For a time, thoughts of nausea, fear, and rejection flooded.

His hands slapped frantically on his body, without restraining his strength in the slightest.

Immediately, blood splattered, and the snakes that had intended to penetrate into his body were shot, strangled, and crushed to death by his own hands.

But in the eyes of Qi Feng not far away, Tu He's behavior was tantamount to self-harm.

Every unrestrained force slap seems to be slapping a snake, but in fact it is self-mutilation, and the blood that bursts out is not the blood of snakes, but his own blood.

all of a sudden.

Tuhe, who was already covered in blood, was more like a blood man crawling out of the blood pool at this time.

The difference is that before the blood on his body belonged to others, this time it was his own.

His face became extremely pale, his feet staggered, and he knelt on one knee on the ground.

With the flow of blood, the flow of chakra in the body was disordered, and he broke free from the illusion.

He raised his head and looked at Qi Feng standing on a raised rock not far away, his heart was filled with unexplained bitterness.

This time, he finally calmed down.

With no blood to deliver oxygen to the brain, the feeling of hot-headedness also subsided.

But he was not happy because he could clearly feel his state.

Weak, tired, depressed.

The emotions that he couldn't control for a while were quietly caught by Qi Feng, and based on it, he created an illusion, which caused him, who had a certain combat power, to become what he is now.

Unwilling!

But what can I be unwilling to do?

I saw Qi Feng put his hands together again.

His mouth twitched and he spat out a few words.

"Illusion! The art of shackles!"

click! click! click!

The wooden shackles that appeared out of thin air, bone-like chains drilled out of them, and wrapped around Tu He's wrists, ankles, waist and abdomen, neck and many other places. The white bone chains were covered with fine barbs, as long as he had any Any movement will be accompanied by bone-piercing pain.

The whole person opened his arms, closed his feet, and stood stiffly in Qifeng's sight.

What made him even more desperate was that Qi Feng had no intention of approaching him again from beginning to end.

Just watching from a distance there, watching with a smile, the distance between the two became his most desperate gulf.

nonsense.

Of course, Qifeng won't approach. Others don't know the strength of Tuhe. I just witnessed Qifeng who was entangled with Orochimaru, isn't it still clear?

Take a look at the surrounding environment, it is a masterpiece born in the hands of this seemingly seriously injured Iwanin.

The ghost knows if he has any other cards.

Qi Feng stood and watched quietly.

This situation continued for a while, Tu He's eyelids were heavy and slowly drooped down, the dark red blood filled the pits under his feet, and the dripping blood made a crisp "tick" sound, which appeared in the quiet environment So abrupt.

Qi Feng thought for a while, and shook his right hand out of thin air.

"Bone escape! Bone spur technique!"

A pale, sharp bone slipped out of his arm and was held tightly in his hand.

Get your feet on the ground, throw hard!

Pfft!

The bone pierced into Tu He's chest.

"burst!"

next second.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The sound of piercing was incessant, and a large number of fine bone spurs spewed out of Tuhe's body, directly stringing it into a white-boned hedgehog exactly like Qifeng.

After doing this, Qi Feng was quietly relieved.

Must be dead.

As soon as the footsteps were taken, a stinging pain penetrated into my mind, and it instantly felt like my head was about to explode, and the pain was unbearable.

However, the pain came and went quickly.

While sweating all over his body, his complexion also turned pale.

Helplessly twitched the corners of his mouth, "Illusion really hurts the brain."

Combining the consumption of spirit, the layout of the illusion, the grasp of the situation and the factors that need to be considered in various aspects, illusion is an extremely brain-burning fighting method.

Having defeated two Iwanin in a row, Rao was blessed with an experience card, and Qi Feng also felt that his head was not enough.

But these two battles made Qifeng fully understand the power of illusion.

The point is, the fighting method of illusion really fits his fighting philosophy very well.

No need to approach, no dangerous contact with the body, and slowly grind the opponent to death. This fighting method is too stable.

Incredibly stable.

Taking a few breaths, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and took a deep breath.

Bitterness fills the mouth with the stimulation of nicotine.

Slowed down a bit.

He jumped off the stone and walked to Tu He's body.

Qi Feng showed a slightly surprised look.

"Red light? Although it is very faint, it is indeed a red light..."

The red light, that is, the red corpse, represents the quasi-shadow!