Bai Yun Chapter 116: The death of Kushimaru

The dust has settled, and the sound of Li Xie Chuan Wan coughing up blood echoes in the woods, and he has lost his ability to resist.

The wind blew the forest, rustling, and Duanmu held a long knife and a needle, like a slowly falling leaf, gently falling to the ground.

At this moment, Duanmu's heart ushered in peace.

Duanmu's eyes stared at the kushiwan, without turning his head, he said to the yatagara behind him:

"Master Yatagara, go pick up Shisui Uchiha! This chakra coat of mine can't last long, and I will soon usher in a period of weakness with very serious side effects."

"There is no pear and even eight lives, and I can only plan for the next time."

The Yatagarata took a last glance at the Kurihara Kushiwan, and flew into the sky to find Shishui.

Listening to the sound of the battle in the distance, without using the kaleidoscope of Shishui, it shouldn't be possible to win Wulijinba in a short time.

There are no pears or eight, and I won't be jumping for a long time. There will be opportunities in the future.

The weight of the body is hung on the Senbon, and the arms of Kuri Hunkumaru are raised to form a V shape.

Blood dripped from the edge of the mask of Kurihara Kushimaru. The black and red background made him only have a mask with slits at the eyes, and the monstrousness revealed embarrassment.

The chest of the chestnut Kushiwan was smashed by Duanmu's Ninja Shijing, and some rib thorns had pierced into his lungs.

The back is embedded in the trunk, and the trunk with him as the center is cracked like a cobweb, and black and red blood is flowing.

The long and narrow slits on the Kuri Hunkumaru mask face the direction of Duanmu.

Duanmu knew that he was looking at the long knife and needle, not Duanmu.

How glorious it was to be selected as the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, and how embarrassing it was when the Ninja Sword was taken away.

Duanmu also gained a certain understanding of his own strength through the fight against Kurihara Kushiwan. If you do it with all your strength, you should have the fighting power of an elite johnin.

At this moment, Kurihara Kushimaru is like a death row prisoner crucified, waiting for his final judgment.

Looking away from the long knife and needle, Kururi Kushimaru looked up at Duanmu with difficulty. This action caused him to spit out a mouthful of black blood again.

Two lines of silver light broke the silence of the forest.

Holding a long knife and a needle, Duanmu took a step forward and threw out two thousand copies at the same time.

At the same pace, Duanmu patiently walked towards Lixuanjuan, and every step he took, he would throw out two thousand copies.

“Use a normal-sized thousand for large joints and a small thousand for small joints.”

"Am I being careful, this is all ready?"

Duanmu's words sounded in the gap between Qianben's broken air.

Each thousand copies will pierce one of the joints of the kuriarakushiwan.

Thousands of sharp piercing sounds constantly echoed in the forest, like crisp birdsong.

The sound of breaking through the air continued one after another, one louder than one louder.

A total of thirty-nine steps, a total of seventy-eight thousand copies, a total of seventy-eight joints.

Together with the left shoulder and right ankle that Qianben had been pulled out before, they were all replaced by Duanmu, and nothing fell.

After thirty-nine steps, Duanmu came to the diagonally lower part of Kuri Hunchuan Wan.

At this time, the chestnut string pills are like a worn-out cloth bag full of silver needles, which is miserable and abnormal.

The clouds in the sky change and the obscured sun reappears.

The sun shines through the dense canopy, and a beam of light shines right on the cruciform body of Kururi Kushiwan.

Thousands of silver lustre, shining under the light of the beam. In the highlights of Qianben, a circle-shaped color halo appeared.

The cross and halo, this special light and shadow effect, has a holiness that only appears in religion.

Duanmu considers himself not a vicious person. But if he didn't do this, Duanmu felt that he couldn't relieve the depression in his heart.

Kuri Kushiwan is worthy of being an elite jōnin, and his vitality is very strong. Even so, he can still say syllables in his mouth:

"Your...cruel...makes me...feel that we...are...people...hehehehe..."

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.

Hate makes people perverted. Duanmu sighed in his heart, not knowing whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to become like this.

Right hand raised the long knife and needle, Duanmu said:

"Don't worry, this will end your murderous life."

Having said that, Duanmu threw out a long knife and a needle, which accurately pierced the heart of Kurihara Kushiwan.

Kuri Hun Kushimaru's last gaze was fixed on the long knife and needle on his chest.

The long knife and needle brought him much joy. All the enemies died painfully under the torture of long knives and needles.

I didn't expect that one day, he would also die under the long knife and needle.

Without any expression, Duanmu raised his head and stared at the chestnut kushiwan pinned to the tree.

Like a sculpture, motionless.

I don't know how much time has passed, maybe a long time, maybe a short time.

The strong wind stirred up by its wings when the yachin bird landed, blew Duanmu's ponytail.

After standing for a long time, Duanmu moved again.

Jumping to the tree trunk, Duanmu took out the body of Lixuanjuan.

Seventy-eight senbon first did not enter the corpse of Kurihara Kushiwan, and then stayed in the same place as the tree trunk.

The corpse is like a sieve, and black and red blood is still flowing from the seventy-nine piercing wounds. This corpse has to be taken back, and the corpses of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen will definitely please Orochimaru.

Take off the mask of Kurihara Kushimaru, threw out a thousand copies again, and nailed his mask to the tree trunk. The corpse of Kuri Hunkumaru was taken into the scroll by Duanmu.

Seventy-nine large and small thousands of books, a mask, indicates what happened here.

Duanmu jumped up on the back of the eight hawks and sat cross-legged.

Yatagara took a last look at the blood-stained mask of Kuri Hunkumaru. The Miyake who respected her very much died in the hands of this Kirin. In the reincarnation of the heavens, this Kirin also died.

Afterwards, Yatagaka bird jumped up.

The two wings stirred up a strong wind again, blowing up a lot of leaves, but the thousand books on Kuri Hunkumaru's body were firmly guarding their positions in the strong wind, and they never swayed.

Feeling the cold wind from the sky again, Duanmu's heart was peaceful.

The long knife and needle are placed horizontally at Duanmu's knee.

Duanmu closed his eyes slightly and waited peacefully.

The weakness after the wind attribute chakra coat ended as expected, but it no longer caused Duanmu to feel pain.

Zhishui knew that Duanmu needed to be quiet at this time, so he didn't say a word.

I don't know how long it took, an old man in a royal robe came from the sea, closed his eyes, and came to the place where Duanmu once stood.

He looked up like Duanmu, his eyes were closed, but he was looking at the tree trunk, where there were seventy-nine Senbon and Kurihara Kushimaru's iconic masks.

Behind the three generations of Mesui-kage, a group of mist ninjas followed, and no one said a word. One of the seven members of the ninja knife group, Kuri Hunkumaru, died, and the long knife and needle of the ninja knife disappeared, and no one dared to speak first.

Three generations of Mizuki said to Wuli Jinba, who was bowing his head behind him:

"Have you found the direction of Konoha Camp?"

Warrior Jinba hurried back: "I found it, Mizuying-sama. We followed the prisoners we captured before and determined the direction of Konoha Camp."

Three generations of Mizukage said:

"Okay. Let the deputy commander of the youth organization take the next step and prepare to attack Konoha Camp."

"Be quick to prevent the Konoha camp from moving."

Warrior Jinba couldn't help but ask: "Mizukage-sama Mizukage! What's going on with the Kuriarakumaru..."

"That Konoha ninja is a disciple of Konoha Yehujoin, and the watermelon mountain puffer fish knows his information."

"Also, the long knife and needle should have been taken away by that Konoha ninja."

Three generations of Musuiying frowned, still closed his eyes, turned his head to the other subordinates behind him and said:

"For the public, offer a reward to the Bounty Office for the head of the Konoha ninja, 10 million taels!"

"Internally, the recovery of long knives and needles will be set as the village's S-level task!"