When the last ninja Kumogakure had his head chopped off by Biwa Juzou, he could no longer hold on and directly sat down on the ground. Even Kubikiribōchō could not hold it anymore and casually put it beside him.
The blood on his body was not only from the enemy but also from himself.
To put it bluntly, his strength could not cause a crushing effect. In addition, each of these Kumogakure Ninjas was not weak. Otherwise, they would not be so miserable.
Even when Aoba was only using Sleeved White Snow, he did not dare to say that he would be able to win against six of the other side's Jonin.
If the two sides exchanged positions, Aoba would have to run.
And Biwa Juzou could still hold on and kill several of the other side's people. With one saying and one without bragging, he was really quite handsome.
It just did not look like he was showing off at all.
On the other hand, Aoba, who had almost been killed by a 'counterattack' and had stolen all the limelight!
Other than the skin on his neck, there was not even a speck of dust on his body.
What a joke!
After the battle ended, Konan directly appeared and walked over. "There is news from Zetsu. There are a few who have slipped through the net. I will deal with them. Today, you have completed the task assigned by the organization very well. Especially you, you just used Ice Escape? Are you from the Snow Country?"
Konan finally looked straight at Aoba. Biwa Juzou, who had been skipped by a single sentence, had his face even darker. Damn it, so much blood had flowed in vain. The credit was all because of this bastard!
At this time, Aoba continued to maintain his mysterious character. He calmly said, "I have nothing to do with the Snow Country, and my use is not Ice Escape either. This is one of the myriads of sword techniques that I have mastered. One sword, one thought, what I have, is my sword path!"
Konan's expression immediately became extremely solemn!
To be honest, she was unwilling to believe the other party's nonsense in her heart.
After all, why would such a thing as the sword be able to perform so many fancy moves?
Could it be that your sword grew up learning ice-style ninjutsu?
But if what this fellow said was true, then wasn't it a bit too terrifying!
Especially that 'one sword, one thought, one thought, what I thought was my sword path', it was simply a profound mystery.
It was as if this fellow only needed to 'think about it' to be able to use the corresponding sword technique!
Then, the next time they met, wouldn't this fellow be able to slash out a sea of flames casually?
It was true that there was no concept of 'OP' in Konan's mind. Otherwise, she would definitely curse, "This is too OP!"
But no matter what this guy said, it was to fob her off, or it was true.
She was not ready to ask further because no one in Akatsuki liked to be questioned about the past and their own strength.
What was he trying to do by asking so clearly?
Thinking that it would not cause any misunderstanding, Konan only took a deep look at Yasuo, then directly condensed two huge paper wings and flew in a certain direction.
Although these Kumogakure ninjas were well-hidden, under White Zetsu's investigation, the few people who had deceived Konan and the others to escape the battlefield quietly were found in time.
Just in case, Konan, who had high mobility(could fly), would take this trip.
She wanted to try her best to prevent any information about Akatsuki from leaking out!
Thus, only Aoba and Biwa Juzou were left in the forest filled with corpses.
Aoba, who was wearing a scarlet mask, immediately turned to look at the extremely miserable Biwa Juzou.
"White Ripple!"
A path of ice instantly extended under Biwa Juzou!
"What are you trying to do?!" Biwa Juzou did not care about his exhaustion and immediately jumped to the side, dodging Aoba's attack.
Biwa Juzou really did not expect that as soon as 'White' left, this bastard could not wait to attack him!
Just a few minutes ago, they even worked together to kill these 'trash' of Kumogakure!
Why did they fall out with each other?
There was no sign at all!
At this time, he was very upset!
Because the attack was too sudden, when he dodged, it caused Kubikiribōchō to stay where he was.
He had Kubikiribōchō in his hand, and he did not have him. That was the difference between an elite Jonin and an ordinary Jonin!
And it was obvious that that bastard would not give him the chance to go back and take the sword!
At this moment, he first used the 'White Tree' to force Biwa Juzou back. Then, Aoba quickly walked up to Kubikiribōchō and picked it up. He said directly, "This sword is fated with me, so I won't be polite. Now, we are even."
Biwa Juzou was stunned for a moment. Then, he finally remembered the reward he had promised to give this bastard.
Everything else was fine, but you can't have this Kubikiribōchō!
Are you fucking kidding me?
Biwa Juzou was furious, and his eyes were red. "Put down my sword!"
"Is your promise just bullshit?" Aoba continued to tug at the ambiguous lines, not taking them seriously!
What a joke, everything is in my hands, how can I return it to you?
You must have eaten too much!
Biwa Juzou really wanted to rush up immediately and die together with this bastard, but the last trace of calmness in his heart was constantly advising him.
Without Kubikiribōchō in hand and with so many injuries, even if he thought about it with his butt, he knew it was impossible to win!
Although that bastard was too hateful, his strength was terrifying!
Therefore, Biwa Juzou suppressed his anger and said, "I will naturally fulfill my promise. I can get you anything you want! But this Kubikiribōchō absolutely not!"
"What a big tone. Since that's the case, why don't you exchange the other six ninja swords for it?" Aoba said with a faint smile.
Biwa Juzou's face instantly turned red!
The fact that he was able to escape with Kubikiribōchō was already a sign of his strength and luck. If he could get the other six ninja swords, why would he waste time talking to a bastard like you? He would have already killed you with a single slash!
"As expected, you are really good at bragging!"
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you, but I will gladly accept this blade."
"Stop! Leave behind my blade!"
Seeing that bastard carrying his own Kubikiribōchō wanting to escape, Biwa Juzou's last bit of rationality disappeared.
His hands immediately began to form seals, "Water Release·Water Dragon Bullet!"
"Reckless!"
"Second Dance·White Ripple!"
Just as Biwa Juzou began to form seals, Aoba, who had long been on guard against him, also poked four holes in the ground. Then, a large amount of biting cold air instantly gushed out from the tip of Sleeved White Snow's saber!
In the next second, the arrogant 'water dragon' was directly frozen into an ice sculpture by the surging cold air!
Then, with a crack, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces!
Aoba, who was in Sleeved White Snow's hands, suddenly laughed. Was this Water Escape?