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Chapter five hundred and forty-eight suppression

The oil girl took the root and controlled the poisonous insects to spread and eroded the sand and iron cage, but the effect was not very good.

The blood transcendence limit of the third generation of Fengying is magnetic escape, not sand and iron escape. Even if it can devour chakra, there is no way to use hard sand and iron, not to mention the mutant poisonous insects. Chakra's devouring ability is far less than that of ordinary simulators. If you want to escape, it will be impossible for a while.

As for Daimaru's frivolous ridicule, he pretended not to see it. Most of the people cultivated in places like "root" are tools without any independent consciousness. Even the children of the family are not easy to talk to.

Damaru, who was waiting for the other party to react, saw that the attacker was silent and trying to resist, Damaru couldn't help but frown.

"What's the point of attacking me? Test your strength or want to capture the torture information? You are not those brainless tool people, you should be able to distinguish the situation..."

Just when Daimaru was confused, his heart suddenly moved, trying to withdraw, but his body was restricted.

"This is……"

My head couldn't turn, but I could see a long shadow coming from behind the wall from the corner of my eyes.

"Shadow-bound technique?"

Even if it was a blind spot in his sight, as long as Daimaru wanted to see, he could still find it. A ninja with a wolf-faced mask and a braided braid appeared on the back of his head, forming seals with his hands, and the yin escape breath rushed towards Daimaru one after another. The shadow at his feet was up along Daimaru's legs, intending to tie his opponent.

Not far away, the place where the oil girl was trapped by the strife and the mountain stroke, another ninja wearing a mask and a burly figure with two machetes on his back broke the sand iron cage with bare hands.

"What a lot of strength!"

Even Damaru was surprised. His hands were shining with a dark metallic luster. He didn't know what the secret technique was. After a few punches and tearing them back and forth, the hard sand and iron was broken by him. Damaru could not do this without using the immortal mode.

However, now is not the time to sigh! :(/

"I hate people who are reluctant to give in, I'm a little angry..."

"Can you still talk?"

The wolf masked ninja who used the shadow binding technique couldn't help but be surprised. He sounded like he wasn't very young.

"Although the shadow binding technique of the Nara family is very famous, you are not the only ones who can manipulate shadows for their own use..."

Daimaru said disdainfully,

"You guys found the wrong opponent..."

Before he finished speaking, Damaru's fingers shook slightly, and the chakra spread into the air, causing a tide of sound.

"Secret Art·Shadow Master!"

The words accompanied by a crisp whistle, causing the seals of both hands to tremble continuously. The Nara people who suppressed Damaru's movements changed drastically. The shadows that were originally under their control suddenly began to dance inexplicably, turning into distorted shadow dummies, and tied themselves up in turn, and released dozens of shadow spikes, shooting at the oil girl who escaped from the trap, taking the roots, Yama stroke and a burly ninja with a double sword.

"You Nara clan probably don't have much experience in dealing with masters who are also proficient in Yin Escape and Shadow Secret Techniques. Their countermeasures are average..."

From the magic sealing technique that Mahiro got, Daimaru changed it slightly, fused his own extremely strong mental power, and mixed a little bit of illusion chakra and natural energy. It seemed that the effect was pretty good. Unexpectedly, even the Nara family was hit.

The opponent who knew something was wrong hurriedly mobilized chakra, trying to compete for Shadow's control and disconnect from Damaru Yindun.

"You did it first? Uncle or uncle... I don't know you anyway, so I can't just let it go... Huh?"

A row of thousand-ben shot from a distance, and Damaru's face remained unchanged. When he was about to hit, a huge steel tail with a silver halo swept over, knocked down all the hidden weapons, and then returned, thrust into the diagonal direction, suddenly swelled his hands and thrust towards Damaru's fist and forced him to retreat.

"It turns out to be a member of the Qiudao family..."

As for the ninja who used hidden weapons to sneak attack, he held the sword in his hand and rushed forward and slashed down quickly, but was hit by the continuous hidden weapons emitted from Fei Liuhu's mouth and dodged left and right.

Seeing that Daimaru had the ease of disintegration of the siege, the ninja of the Akidao family suddenly pulled out the machete behind him, slashed heavily, cut off the slender shadow of the bondage, and then turned around and danced. The knife wheel dispelled the shadow controlled by Daimaru, protecting the Nara clans to relieve the Yin escape interference that invaded the body.

"I want to rely more to win?"

Daimaru looked at the "root" ninja who had already appeared in his body, and perhaps some guys who were observing secretly.

"What I am most afraid of is siege..."

As he spoke, Damaru protected Hiruohu in front of him, and Fengdun's wings appeared behind him. At the same time, he waved his hand. From the sky to the ground, many Damaru's figures appeared. I don't know how many puppets there are, and how many are pure shadows.

Dawan, who was slowly rising to the sky by the power of the wind, showed a crazy smile on his face:

"You guys don't follow the rules for now, I'm not polite..."

Anyway, it is not a Sand Hidden Village. Some bottles and jars were broken, so it was a big deal. It would be unrealistic to say that one person was fighting against Konoha Village, but no one could stop him if he left.

"Magnetic escape·Sand and iron rain!"

Countless dark sand iron rose to the sky, turning into projectiles as big as broad beans that covered the sky, venting like a torrent of heavy rain, covering everything in your eyes.

The sound of whizzing lasted for nearly two minutes. The nearby ground was beaten into honeycomb coal, and Dawan stopped.

"It shouldn't be dead!"

Daimaru chuckled and looked in the direction of the attacker. Sure enough, several Konoha ninjas covered in scars leaned back to back together, forming a circular formation, looking after each other, barely protecting the vital points.

Unfortunately, the iron itself is poisonous. After Daimaru took over the third generation of the Shigeruka, the mixed blood poison that brought severe pain was replaced by a neurotoxin that paralyzed and paralyzed and resisted. Moreover, the secret technique of the magnetic escape iron itself is also very effective in interfering with the operation of chakra.

It seemed that he could not find that with his current manpower configuration, he was far from Damaru's opponent. Several smoke bombs fell and released thick smoke and dust to cover the injured people's retreat.

"Forget it, let's do it!"

After thinking about it for a moment, Daimaru gave up the idea of ​​chasing. It was enough to win. He couldn't really kill him.

Moreover, the identity of the visitor made Daimaru a little alert.

"The supporters of Shimura's hiding in Konoha Village are much more than I thought. No wonder they were able to compete with Tsunade for power, and even represent the Sixth Generation of the Shibukawa, and had almost no opponents!"
Chapter completed!
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