The moment the sharp blade was unsheathed, there was a "hum" sound.
This voice is particularly harsh in this terrifying silent environment, like death whispering against his ears, lightly but with endless eerie.
The voice echoed in the quiet space, as if it was a ghost looking for prey, making people's hearts involuntarily chill.
The night was a little gloomy, like a giant beast with a bloody mouth, ready to devour all life.
A gust of cold wind whistled past, and the wind seemed to be blowing from Jiuyou Hell, cold and biting.
The branches in the woods were blown "sparsely", and the sound was like an uneasy murmur from the woods.
The branches swayed in the wind, like monsters with teeth and claws, struggling, and seemed to be telling the world some unknown horror.
Under the white moon, the whole world seemed to be meticulously wrapped in a mysterious force.
The moonlight fell coldly, like a silver gauze, and there was an unreal feeling everywhere it shone.
There seems to be something beyond common sense and unimaginable here that is slowly kicking off in this particular environment.
Every corner is like a chess piece manipulated by a mysterious force, just waiting for the upcoming shock.
The two sharp blades flickered with a terrifying cold light in the cold moonlight. The cold light was like essence, intertwined in strands, and then the cold light reflected in Sanren's pupils, just like two cold electric currents hit their eyes.
Their eyes blinked subconsciously, and a sudden tingling and panic flashed through their eyes.
The two mysterious visitors wearing Yuori head masks, their expressions were as cold as the ice in winter, and there was no expression on their faces, as if they were carved stone statues.
Slowly placing the blade horizontally in their hands with both hands, their movements were calm and resolute, just like a priest on a solemn mission, and the slightest mistakes were not allowed.
At this moment, a sudden pressure seemed to be surging out of nowhere, like a flood after the dam broke, sweeping across the sky.
This pressure was so powerful that it seemed that the whole world was beginning to repel them, and the air was like a spring compressed to the extreme, heavy and depressing.
San Shinobu was hit by this force unsuspectingly, his feet seemed to suddenly step into the air, and his body staggered subconsciously.
Their expressions became extremely flustered, and their originally calm demeanor instantly disintegrated.
This is an invisible pressure, but it has a substantial sense of oppression, which slowly spreads around with their movements.
It was like the layers of ripples caused by the stones thrown into the calm lake, spreading in circles to the distance.
San Shinobu felt that the air around him had become extremely sticky, and every time he breathed, it was like struggling in the sticky mud, and he needed to use a lot of strength.
The air no longer seemed to be a life-sustaining element, but turned into a tangible enemy, embarrassing them, and making their breathing a little uncomfortable.
Every time I inhale and exhale, it becomes extremely difficult, and my throat seems to be choked by something.
'What is this?!'
Such questions surged in Sanren's heart at the same time.They are all strong men who have been in the Ninja world for many years and have experienced countless life and death tests, and they have never encountered such a weird power.
This kind of power is like a demon hidden in the dark, silent but so powerful that they have nothing to do.
The powerful pressure that emerged at that moment also made Sanren, who originally planned to secretly release the seal of the psychic beast, lose the best opportunity.
Their fingers had just been raised, and before they could complete the complex printing method, the force was like a surging tide that overwhelmed their plan.
They could only watch as the blades in the hands of the two mysterious hands began to release a white light that burned their eyes.
The white light slowly overflowed from the tip of the blade, and at first it was like the dawn before dawn, and gradually became brighter.
The white light was getting brighter and brighter, like two little suns about to erupt.
The light spewed out, which was particularly dazzling against the dark background. The light forcibly broke through the surrounding darkness and shone that small piece of space like day.
"'Beginning to understand.'"
The voices of the two people overlapped in a low voice, the voice was as low as an ancient Hong bell ringing heavily, intertwined in the dark night, as if telling some kind of ancient sorrow, and as if crying in a low voice, it was creepy.
The sound seemed to have traveled through the barriers of time and space, carrying the dust of the past into people's ears.
"Burn it again, Robber Ember."
"Separate everything, spirit me."
As their voices fell, the light and shadow began to intertwine.
The light is like a smart elf, shuttling and jumping in the dark, and the shadows are like a tide in the dark, surging wave after wave.
Immediately afterwards, a grotesque chirping sounded in everyone's hearts without warning. The sound was like a roar from the deepest part of hell, and it was like a mysterious call from the depths of the universe.The sound seemed to explode directly in my mind, shaking people's heads buzzing.
In an instant, there were only two people left in this empty woodland, Jiraiya and the mysterious Uchiha clan.
The surrounding environment instantly became empty and lonely, and the place that was just full of popularity suddenly became like a wilderness.
This sudden change made Jilai also widened his already small eyes. His eyes were like copper bells, full of shock and disbelief.
He couldn't believe that his two teammates just disappeared out of thin air before his eyes, as if they had never existed here before.
His body trembled slightly involuntarily, like a hut in an earthquake.
"——!"
Jilai also felt that his brain was blank, and his thoughts seemed to be caught in an endless vortex, and he could no longer function normally.He tried to perceive everything around him, trying to find clues to the disappearance of his teammates.
He closed his eyes and concentrated hard, trying to sense the breath of his teammates, but he still couldn't feel anything.
It was a kind of deep helplessness, like a lamb lost in the vast night.
It was as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion in his own mind, as if he had suddenly gone crazy, he didn't even notice anything.
He began to doubt his eyes and perception, and his heart was full of confusion and confusion.
Only the feeling that nature itself is against him is so real, as if everything in this world is hostile to him.
The surrounding air seemed to squeeze him together, and his whole body was filled with heavier and heavier pressure.
That kind of pressure is like an invisible mountain, pressing on him little by little, every inch of skin is like being branded with a soldering iron, heavy and painful, making him almost unable to stand upright.
Jiraiya looked at the figure of the Uchiha family under the white moon in amazement, from just holding a sharp blade to holding a dead branch in an instant.
There was almost fire in his eyes, and the angry flame burned fiercely, dispelling the fear and confusion in his heart a little bit.
His fists clenched unconsciously, and the blue veins in his hands burst, like twisting snakes.
There was a flame of anger burning in his heart, and he could no longer restrain the emotions in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout out a little breathlessly.:
"Who on earth are you?!Obviously it's Konoha's ninja, why do you want to do this kind of thing!"
Jiraiya's voice echoed in the night sky, with a kind of anger and confusion.The sound bounced back and forth in the empty sky, like an angry elf shouting constantly.
"...it is precisely because he is Konoha's ninja that he has to do this kind of thing."
The voice of the Uchiha tribe sounded, and there was an indescribable complex emotion in his voice.
It seemed to be mixed with helplessness, persistence and a trace of pain, and the sound was like a thorn, gently pierced on this silent night.
As these words fell, the heavy pressure that was lingering all over his body suddenly relaxed.
The pressure was like the tightly entwined vines suddenly loosened, and the heavy sense of restraint on the body disappeared a lot.
But before Jirai could react, the next second, accompanied by a dull noise, he watched the Uchiha ninja holding a dead branch instantly pierced his shoulder like a ghost.
The dead branch was like a sharp spear, breaking into his flesh and blood without hindrance.
Accompanied by blood splashing out, warm blood spilled on the cold ground, like a blooming red plum.
The pupils of Sanguoyu revealed in the mask stared at Jiraiya's shocked appearance, and there seemed to be a mysterious power in that gaze, as if to pour something into Jiraiya's soul through the dead branches in his hands and eyes, which made people shudder.
"It's because I'm Konoha's ninja that I have to do this.My...younger generation!"
…...One of the three ninjas, Jiraiya.That's the proud disciple of Sarutobi Hizen.
Jilaiya's name in the ninja world can be described as loud, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
On the empty battlefield, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to drip out of water.There was another tremor of "whew', the sound was like a ghost whistling in the dark night, and Jirai also widened his eyes, but before he could make any counterattack, he saw Uchiha's figure instantly returned to its original place like a flash of lightning.
The speed was so fast, it was as fast as a gust of wind, leaving people in a daze.
Jiraiya's wrist shook slightly. Blood was slowly flowing out of the place where he was attacked just now. As the blood retreated a little bit, he saw a fire igniting in the dead branches that looked like deadwood in the hands of the Uchiha ninja.
The fire flickered, like countless pairs of eyes faintly opened in the dark, gloomy and mysterious, they all looked coldly at Jiraiya, who was gasping with his shoulders covered.
At this moment, Jilai was also gasping for breath. The sudden attack just now made him a little embarrassed. He was secretly wary of the next attack of this mysterious Uchiha ninja in his heart.
"There are countless ways to know your abilities, but can you come up with our abilities?"
Ninja Uchiha's voice was cold and calm, as if there were no emotional ups and downs. In this silent battlefield, this voice made people feel even more chill.
"..." Jilai didn't speak either, his eyes were staring at the enemy in front of him, and his mind was running fast.
He knew that this enemy was not easy. In the fight at that moment, the opponent showed strength beyond his imagination.
Very strange.
Jilaiya squinted at Konoha's forehead and the Sanguoyu in the opponent's eyes.
That Konoha's forehead seemed to foreshadow the identity of this mysterious ninja, but this unique way of fighting made Jilaiya feel a little weird from the bottom of his heart.
Chakra was flowing quickly in Jiraiya's body, and he tried to detect the flow of chakra on the opponent's body. This is the way ninjas usually use to judge the opponent's moves in battle.
However, he did not feel the traces of the other party's use of chakra at all.
The attack of this Uchiha ninja was like manipulating nature itself. The action flowed through the clouds without any sense of violation.
Between his gestures, it seemed that an unimaginable force appeared naturally, just like the power of nature, it was full of mysterious and unpredictable aura.
Moreover, Jilai did not feel any killing intent or hostility in him at all.
In the surrounding air, there is no malicious sense of oppression, and Jilai has not noticed the feeling that can make his hair stand upright and make people creepy.
This also became the reason why he was not in a hurry to go up for a physical exchange at the moment.
In the ninja's combat system, killing intent is a relatively easy-to-perceive emotion, but this enemy is so special, like a cloud of fog, that Jilai is also a little confused by Monk Zhang Er.
A Uchiha ninja from Konoha Village is using a very strange way to fight with them, but Jilai has also been in Konoha for so many years. He thinks he knows all the ninjas in Konoha Village, but he has never heard of such a number one character.
This Uchiha ninja seemed to have suddenly emerged from the void, which made Jilai also frowned.
Could it be true that, as Tsunade said before, it was a certain senior of Konoha who was controlled by someone with a secret technique, and then had to participate in the battle as a last resort?
The scene when Tsunade mentioned this speculation to him suddenly appeared in Jiraiya's mind.If that's the case...
Jiraiya looked at the Uchiha ninja wearing a mask on the opposite side, and a cynicism slowly appeared on his face.He tried to use this smile to cover up his deep doubts and vigilance against this mysterious enemy. At the same time, he also wanted to use this smile to test his opponent.
"Of course I don't know the abilities of the seniors. If this senior is willing to be merciful and explain to me, then I really want to thank you very much."
Jiraiya's words contained a bit of cramped ridicule.
"...The ability of my companion is to drag himself and the enemy into the space of his own soul to fight."
The member of Uchiha with indifferent eyes was wearing a Uori with the "six" character on his body. He was holding a dead branch steadily in his hand, and his movements were as if he was carrying an extremely important rare treasure. Cautious and focused.
His voice was extremely low, and in this originally quiet and depressing battlefield, every word he uttered came into Jiraiya's ears clearly and unmistakably.
Looking at Jiraiya, whose expression gradually became surprised, the Uchiha member continued to say in a low voice: "He can drag his chosen enemy into the world of souls and fight fairly there. .
In this process, no one can stop the space he has chosen.
Unless he chooses to disarm this ability himself, your comrades-in-arms will only return when he dies or loses consciousness."
"This, is that so..."
Jilai also said with a slight surprise.He really didn't expect such a strange ninjutsu to exist.
This kind of ability involving soul space is very rare in the field of ninjutsu knowledge he has mastered.
Did you really explain it?Is it really a controlled senior in Konoha Village?Jilaiya's heart was full of doubts.
However, seeing that figure disappear without a trace in the dark night, Jilai also suddenly sounded the alarm in his heart.
He knew very well in his heart the power of this enemy, and the disappearance of that moment was as rapid and sudden as when he launched the last attack.
Before his brain could react to what was happening, his body quickly rolled in front of him by instinct.
His body kept tumbling on the ground, and the dirt touched his body one after another, looking very embarrassed, but he finally escaped the ninja's surprise blow in a thrilling manner.
'Damn it, the action is too fast, there is no time to seal the seal...why is it so fast!'
Jilai was also secretly annoyed in his heart.
He is a ninja who is good at ninjutsu, and the seal is an important step for performing ninjutsu.
But this enemy didn't give him time to seal the seal at all, which caused him to fall into a very passive situation in this battle.
Finally, the blow of the wooden stick flashed thrillingly, and before Jilai could even gain a foothold, he heard another short and sharp scream.
This scream was like a warning of death, causing Jiraiya's heartbeat to speed up involuntarily, as if the next second would welcome the arrival of death.
"Ninja battles often take a long time to prepare.But if you don't have an advantage in close-range physical confrontation, you will end up like this."
Ninja Uchiha said coldly.
He slapped Jilaiya's back fiercely with a stick, and Jilaiya only felt a sharp pain sweeping like a raging wave.
Afterwards, the Uchiha ninja instantly avoided Jiraiya's counterattack with an extremely agile posture. He stood lightly in front of Jiraiya, expressionless, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with him, and said in an unusually calm tone: "If you encounter such an enemy again in the future, if you can't complete the coverage strike in the first place to intercept his position, then you must deliberately break through the flaws, and then carry out a precise counterattack."