"Too old?"
Both Libra Ohnoki's cheek muscles are twitching, and a huge nose is becoming more and more protruding, and the sweat on both sides of the nose is estimated to be puffy.
Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Oh Yemu stared at Barloric who was vomiting blood in disgust, gritted his teeth and asked: "Which rank do you rank among the apostles?"
Balorick swung his umbrella sword and licked his moist mouth. The sound seemed to penetrate the head of Onoki directly, echoing directly in the opponent's consciousness, indescribably deep and gloomy: "Yarlin's subordinates It's not just the apostle, I'm the prisoner Barloric Lakefield!"
Although there are only four prisoners left, the strength of each prisoner is beyond the scope of the eighth rank. The combination of terrifying.
"Prisoner?!!!"
Onoki and the others' complexion became more and more ugly. There was zero information about the prisoner. He glanced at Jiraiya, whose face was already Tell him the answer.
The air fluctuated strangely, and Terumi Ming's heart fiercely twitched, and the terrifying approaching death made her instinctively take a step back.
There was a line of blood in the chest, the ribs were cut sharply and neatly, and the slender crack was only an inch away to pierce the heart, and the blood spattered and shot an invisible blade in front of him.
"Someone!"
Terumi Ming's scalp numb immediately, hot water mist burst out of his body, corroding the surrounding air, and a circle of fuzzy ripples has a silhouette slowly Emerged.
The dark robe is revealed, underneath is a deep blue military uniform, with a flat hat on his head, and an unlit cigar in his mouth, looking at it with a regretful look The crack in Terumi Ming's chest was a little disappointed that he didn't kill it with one blow.
"Who you are?" Terumi Ming stared at him with lingering fears, her eyes glaring, she was just one step away from death.
"Prisoner, Shiliew!"
Gently wipe off the blood stains and smell remaining on the blade, Shiliew bit off the cigar in his mouth, and the whole person disappeared in the air instantly. In the game, there is only a cold and playful voice in the air: "The killing game continues, I am curious that you can dodge my sword!"
The terrifying killing intent filled the air, Terrifying Ming's heart contracted, and she looked up at the huge ship floating in the sky. The so-called beheading plan was a joke. They probably didn't even have the qualifications to walk into Yarlin alive.
The fog is hidden under the former blood mist policy, Terumi is naturally very familiar with "silent killing" and various methods of assassination, but there has never been a method like this strange prisoner. He even concealed his whole body into the air, and there was no trace at all.
The nerves were immediately tightened to the extreme, and the scorching waves of hot air rolled and extended in an attempt to catch Shiliew's movement.
If it is a ninja, he can still perceive the fluctuations of Chakra. Unfortunately, these strange enemies, whether they are apostles or prisoners, basically do not have the breath of Chakra, and even living people are invisible. The breath coming out is unusually weak.
Here, Terrami is standing trembling with fear, and terrifying killing intents lock her in, so that she doesn't dare to act rashly at all. The transparent blade has not yet appeared, yet another terrifying pendant The air crashed down.
Like a heavy steel smashed down, the ground exploded into a huge hole, and then a man with pitch black gills on his cheeks, cold-blooded shark-like eyes and two fangs in his mouth He jumped out brazenly, holding a terrible force, his palms stretched into a dazzling illusory shadow and slashed towards Zi Lai Ye.
The palm of the wind is like a knife, and the forest is unmatched. Even if it is far away, the air is cut and exploded. On the ground, one after another sharp cuts appear staggered, showing the shape of a triangular awl. Jilaiya.
"What a terrible physical technique!"
Jilai also feels that the air in front of him is bursting. Each of the countless continuous Palm Blades is not illusory, but too fast. So fast that the afterimages were solidified in the air, but the strength was superimposed on layers, like a huge wave rushing over from the sea.
Fairy Mode•Big Flame Bomb!
Standing at the feet, fast knots with both hands, open mouth and spit out a scorching Fire Dragon, shoot straight towards the past, and then hear a continuous horrible muffled sound.
The jetted Fire Dragon trembled violently, and those Palm Blades all turned into pitch black like steel. Under the continuous slashing of a hand knife, the burning flame was forcibly shot out with the air, roaring The head of the Fire Dragon was shattered, and the body of the fierce Fire Dragon shattered into countless pieces, and the flames were crushed by successive fist winds before they hit the ground.
The clothes were squeezed inward and stuck to the skin. The fist wind blows on the face like a knife splitting the skin, immediately bursting into countless blood holes, and the whole person's eyes are protruding like a corpse. It paused for a moment in place, and then suddenly shot backwards and flew out.
He fell heavily to the ground, and Jiraiya seemed to fall apart. There were blood holes all over his body. A large mouthful of blood was sprayed from his mouth, and he climbed up from the ground with difficulty, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes. Staring closely at Fishman who was walking slowly.
Prisoner, Jinbe!
Jinbe is reticent, even too lazy to report his name, his steps seem to be slow and fast, and he appears next to Ji Lai Ye after only a few steps, the broad and thick soles of ruthless moved towards Ji Lai Ye Stepped on his head.
bang!
The ground shattered, and a terrifying footprint appeared. Jilaiya dodged in embarrassment, swallowing the blood in his mouth, and numerous silver hairs on his back sprang out fiercely.
Jinbe stood there and didn't move, because a group of black flame emerged in the sky out of thin air, burning the silver needle that was shot into ashes, and a black robe stood between them.
"Jilaiya, can't you see the situation clearly? You have no hope, even if there is no trace of it!"
With a dumb voice, a black robe revealed Zhang Xiemei's stern face, scarlet kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes faintly spinning, Orochi Maru held the grass pheasant sword in his hand and said: "If you insist on going to death, then I will get to know you personally!" /p>
Engrave at the same time!
Tsunade stood behind Jiraiya, and the blood-stained Hokage robe dragged heavily across the ground. Her chakra burst like a terrifying tail beast, her fists squeezed tightly. Icily said: "Jilaiya, the unity of the Ninja world is an irreversible destiny. Join us, this is your only choice!"
Jilaiya got up, he looked With two unfamiliar and familiar faces, his grief and despair were about to explode his entire chest. He looked up at the battleship covering the sky. A dark iron throne stood on the deck, and Yarlin was sitting there with the golden blade. , Like a god who is patrolling and overlooking the world!
The only god!