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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Five

Qianshou's advancement was very slow, but he was extremely firm. He approached the opponent's battlefield step by step. Uchiha Masada had already asked his subordinates to stop the fire escape attack.

Originally, this is a solution that has no choice. Compared with these ninjutsu, the best use on the battlefield is to bury the detonation talisman, bury it underground, or throw it out with kunai. The effect of the illumination can even surpass the effect of S-level ninjutsu.

Unfortunately, the detonation talisman on his side had been consumed a few months ago, and now he can't even find one.

The Thousand-Handed Ninjas are very experienced and still advance without any rushing. They would rather spend more time chakra erecting a series of earth walls and crawl forward with the help of covering them, and not risk being exposed to the empty earth.

As they got closer and closer to Uchiha's trenches, everyone held their breath and focused. The Qian-armed ninjas at the front looked at each other. Uchiha's position was too quiet, quiet and a little weird, and they had to be careful.

The leading peak ninja raised three fingers at them behind a wall of earth, bent one by one. When the first finger was bent, the Qian-handed ninjas began to form seals. After the third finger was bent, all the ninjas rushed out at the same time, and the overwhelming ninju roared towards the Uchiha position.

The roar was endless.

Uchiha Masada shrank in the trenches. Under this overwhelming ninjutsu, the whole earth was shaking. He had great experience and began to count silently. When he reached eighteen, he shouted loudly: "Take it."

It was when he was shouting that the opponent's first round of ninjutsu suddenly stopped. The Uchiha tribe was shocked and reached out to throw out wooden barrels. The barrels were not sealed, and black and yellow liquid flowed out from it, rolling down next to the Qianye Ninja.

Qianshou's peak Nakanus looked at the wooden barrels in confusion. When he saw the liquid flowing out of it, his face changed drastically and shouted: "It's oil, retreat quickly."

Unfortunately it was too late. The moment before he yelled this sentence, Uchiha Masada stood up and shouted, "Fire escape, release!"

The Uchiha tribes in the first two trenches stood up, and the seal had already been completed. At the same time, a large ball of flame was spitting out and spraying at the oil tanks.

With a loud bang, the barrel was ignited and exploded. Huge sound waves came out. Even the Uchiha tribe members could feel a huge impact and felt a dull heart.

All the oil barrels were detonated, and large tracts of flames rose, and thousands of kilograms of tinder oil burned on the small open space in front of the trenches. Whether it was grass, soil, or anything else, as long as it was stained with tinder oil, it instantly turned into a burning torch. The Thousand Hands tribe members who had no time to retreat made beast-like wails with the flames and kept rushing on the ground. Some Thousand Hands Ninjas quickly used the Water Escape, hoping to extinguish the flames, but in this sea of ​​fire, there was still a drop in the water.

A burnt smell was brought into the Uchiha trench by the wind, and the pungent smell of tinder burning the human body was also mixed into it, turning into an indescribable pungent smell. A scene like a sea of ​​fire and hell was formed in front of the Uchiha trench.

"Damn, they actually left so much tincture oil!"

The commander of Qianshou witnessed this scene in the back with a pale face. He knew that Feng Lingchuan was in short supply and had reached a point where the oil was exhausted, but he did not expect that the other party had hidden nearly a thousand kilograms of tincture oil. With just one move, Qianshou suffered heavy losses.

These tincture oils are the only stocks in Feng Lingchuan. Because these things are bulky and cannot be thrown too far in a bucket, they have been preserved. Unexpectedly, they will play a role at this time.

"Sir, what should I do?"

A thousand-handed elite, Uenin beside him, asked.

He took a deep breath, his face flashed with a fierce light, and said in a lukewarm manner: "It's all about this, only the fish will be broken. These tincture oils should be their only remaining supplies. When it comes time to compete for hard power, everyone rushed up with me and broke through Feng Lingchuan. Uchiha's defense line was broken by us."

As he said, he pulled out the long sword behind him and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire with his head. A group of ninjas following him drew their swords at the same time, yelling and rushing with him. The decisive battle was about to begin.

"Using water escape to force me to break out a path. This is Uchiha's last method. They are already in desperate situations, and victory will definitely belong to us."

The commander of Thousand Hands took the lead. Seeing this, the Thousand Hands tribe members on the front line were shocked and all their morale was roaring and stood up, and even ignoring the flames on their bodies, rushed forward with him.

The role of the main general is here, which is a kind of momentum and a kind of confidence. When the subordinates see the charge of the main general, they will naturally ignite a momentum and develop a fearless heart. As long as the main general is still there, the entire army will have a tenacious fighting spirit and turn it into a possibility.

Large tracts of water escape were sprayed out together. Thousand-handed ninjas squeezed the chakra in their body and hit a place to attack the sea of ​​fire. Large tracts of water vapor rose, and hissing sounds were endless.

The Thousand Hand Commander rushed in with an indomitable aura, and nearly two thousand Thousand Hand Ninjas followed him, among which there were many Thousand Hands people covered in darkness, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell.

Uchiha Masada tightened the long sword in his hand, felt the vibration of the earth under the opponent's footsteps, and shouted: "In a battle of life and death, those who advance will live, those who retreat will die, and those who retreat will fight with me!"

He himself rushed out first, his eyes turned blood red, and the strange three magma slowly rotated, and countless bloodshots filled his pupils, rushing towards the other party like a Shura.

The Uchiha tribe roared, holding the blunt knife in his hand, and rushed out. Now it was the real moment of fighting for life. One step back was really a deep abyss.

"Uchiha Masada!"

Qianshou's commander red eyes and locked the other party with one glance.

"Thousand-handed Xiangyang!"

Uchiha Masada was furious and slashed at the opponent without saying a word. In desperate situation, only by killing the opponent's main general would have the chance.

when!

Qianshou Xiangyang blocked the knife and sneered: "You have reached the end of your journey, do you still want to struggle?"

As he said, the long sword in his hand slashed at the other party as fast as thunder, and Thousand Hands' physical skills were fully demonstrated by him.

"If you kill you, you will have a chance to win." Uchiha Masada said in a cold voice, his eyes full of madness.

The sound of shouting to kill sounded over the land of Feng Lingchuan, and the cruelest melee on the battlefield began, just like two angry giant beasts colliding together. Only one can leave this land alive...
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