The strongest human of Konoha

Chapter 166 White Fang
The dagger is silvery white, and the blood is bright red.

The red blood was smeared on the silver blade, and was immediately bounced off by the jumping silver arc, and the silver light reappeared under the washing of the rain.

Konoha's white teeth!
Crossing from one end of the camp to the other, Shuo Mao stood at the gate of the camp, and hurried footsteps came from behind him.

"What's going on over there, Yannin?"

"Iwanin seems to have just suddenly issued an order to evacuate the troops stationed in the camp, which is almost an empty camp." The visitor replied respectfully.

"Just now?"

"Yes, it was about 3 minutes ago. If you go after it now, you should be able to catch up."

"Go and arrange for the Chunin and Genin to rest. The Jōnin who maintain their combat strength above [-]% will follow me, and the rest will stay behind." Sakumo flicked the dagger in his hand, and a huge silver sword flower bloomed in the rain. The big raindrops fell and were shattered by the silver petals, turning into crystal clear water and scattering.

Moving his wrists to keep his body flexible, Sakumo waited quietly. After 20 seconds, all the jonin who could pull out appeared behind him, seven of them, including himself, were eight.

"Set off."

Shuo Mao flicked the dagger, shook off the water droplets on it, put it back into the scabbard behind him, and a group of people rushed out at top speed.

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"Captain Sutu, someone is here."

Watching the wind, the tall and thin Iwanin widened his eyes and saw a group of khaki shadows approaching.

"Oh, it's finally here." Su Tu strode over, his tall and burly figure directly compared Wangfengyan next to him. "With these manpower, it can be regarded as an explanation. Sand Shinobi has no face to say that we don't work hard anymore."

Aoto crossed his arms and began to think about how to kick Sand Ninja out of the Land of Rain and take the result alone. In his opinion, Konoha's failure is already doomed, and the most important thing right now It is how to divide the fruits after the war.

"Honestly speaking, Chiyo from Sand Hidden is so famous, I thought he was so powerful, but now he looks like a fool, so he is really a 'good guy' to take the initiative to fight to the death with Konoha Ninja, a trapped beast!"

"Hahaha, that's right!"

The young jonin laughed, showing no sense of awe to the seniors who had been famous for many years.

Su Tu listened to everyone chatting, the corners of his mouth were crooked, he didn't think Chiyo was so old-fashioned, it's just that different experiences and different standpoints determined different views, but he didn't intend to teach everyone to respect the old seniors.

As Dokage's son, he knows that such frivolous words and deeds are not an exception. Iwanen's extremely harsh superior-subordinate relationship is the most in the five major ninja villages. After the top of the food chain, Kamijonin, he vented his sense of depression all the time, and his frivolous words and deeds are already considered very gentle.

"Eh? Doesn't seem right?"

Iwanin, who was watching the wind, suddenly spoke out, and the suspicious tone made the stone house instantly quiet, and the jonin quickly entered the state and looked into the distance together.

The large khaki shadow seemed to be in chaos, completely out of formation, and panicked figures could be seen running around.

"The smell of blood? It's still very fresh... It looks like it was attacked." A jonin said, shaking his huge nose.

"Attack? But where did the enemy come from? Konoha can't spare any manpower to attack a group of middle-ranking ninjas."

"It doesn't have to be Konoha, don't forget...and those big headscarves."

Everyone was talking about it, and they didn't care about the attack on the middle and lower ninja troops. They have fourteen jnin here. Putting this force on the battlefield is enough to turn the situation around. On the contrary, it is really lively to argue about the identity of the attackers. .

"No, the attacker is Konoha." A jonin interrupted the discussion, and the shadow clone who rushed to reconnaissance sent back the information, and the green silhouettes were clearly replayed in his mind. "And there are only seven of them... about seven of them, all Junin."

"Huh? What is probably?" The vague words made people confused.

"Because there is another one... that is too fast, I think I may have misread it, it is impossible for someone to be so fast, probably..." The speaker himself also had a look on his face. Confused, like hell.

"What? Such a vague statement..." the observer clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Su Tu stopped the upcoming debate in time, "What's the situation, you can find out in the past, what's the point of arguing here?"

After scanning the crowd, the thirteen people stopped talking, and then Su Tu led the crowd into action.

A group of people quickly crossed the plain, and clearly saw the Konoha ninjas stirring up a bloody storm among Iwanin's troops. There were seven jounin...or eight?

Everyone rubbed their eyes, including millet, the seven Konohas could see clearly, but except for the seven people, there was still a white light that appeared and disappeared every time, every time it appeared, The rock ninjas around them fell down in pieces like wheat harvesting.

Even with Shinobi's eyesight, they didn't dare to confirm what it was?Humanity?Or some kind of psychic beast?Or something else unknown?The speed is too fast, so fast that it is impossible to distinguish the appearance, only a white light can be seen.

"Tudun, turn the palm of the earth."

Millet's wide and thick palms slapped heavily on the soft mud, and the ground moved accordingly, trembling violently. The rocks and soil were like crispy biscuits, which cracked under the slightest external force, leaving dark cracks. Winding forward like a black python, the speed is extremely fast.

The rock ninjas who couldn't react in time fell into the crack like dumplings, but they didn't cause any additional casualties. Ninety-nine percent of them who survived the charge of the jounin until now are pretty good. They are proficient in the earth escape technique. Soon they used their own means to gain a firm foothold in the crack, and everything went as expected.

And his biggest goal has been achieved.

Shuo Mao stood on the edge of the crack, holding a dagger in his right hand, squinting at Su Tu and the others.

"The eighth person... such a powerful earth escape technique, combined with lightning escape, I almost didn't notice your existence." Su Tu licked his lips, his body trembling with excitement, "Your Excellency must be Wood Ye Baiya, right?"

"Yes, where's your name? It's not easy to force me out!" Shuo Mao looked indifferent, only the murderous intent surged in his narrow eyes.

"Shangshui flows millet soil, compared to Your Excellency, he is just a nobody!"

"Shangshuiliu... Is the Tuying family? It's a big fish!" At the end of the sentence, the voice gradually became quieter, and no one heard the last sentence except Shuo Mao himself, but the murderous intent that burst forth was obvious. up.

(End of this chapter)