Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha.

Chapter 637 The Show

The lightning of the meteor descended into the sky and turned into a wire. A kunai fell to the ground and sank deep into the grass. A small electric arc jumped to the kunai circle exposed on the ground. Beeping sounded in the air, followed by the figure It came in a flash and stood on the ground.

A series of commotions sounded, and the soldiers raised their guns one after another. The ninja drew out the kunai, and aimed at the lonely woman warily.

Can't help wondering how she broke through the blockade ahead and reached this hinterland.

One person couldn't help but pull the trigger. When the gun rang, the bullets shot out, hitting the woman's face.

He just tilted his head slightly, and the bullet flew past his hair.

"Who fired the shot!" The commander shouted nervously, stopped the subsequent firing, and looked nervously at the woman.

Uchiha's Flower Tyrant.

As the Jonin of the ninja, he has a lot of information about the opponent.

"Flower Tyrant, what are you doing?"

He didn't answer, but just looked up at the sky. There were black dots floating in the sky directly above, and a white light was shining in his hand, which was constantly preventing the swarm from attacking.

In order to avoid unnecessary losses, the swarm of insects hovered in the sky, eager to confront the black dot.

"Hey! Answer me!!!" Commander Jōnin yelled loudly: "Irreverent fellow!"

Looking down at the crowd in front of him, Zhili brushed his pale hair beside his ears and said, "Do you want to dance too?"

There was a flash of lightning in his hand, crackling, and while speaking, he raised his hand and shot it towards the top of his head, turning into a meteor of lightning, galloping upwards.

This guy is so arrogant!

The ninjas stared at governance, and under the cover of the crowd, they moved secretly.

No matter what, since you meet you, you have to face it.

Drops of cold sweat slipped from the foreheads of the ninjas, and they paid attention to the captain's attack instructions from the corner of their eyes.

"Since you dare to break into the enemy's formation alone, it seems that you have already made up your mind to die."

On the indifferent and pretty face, the eyes with the clover imprint looked at everyone, and as the eyes moved, the four-petal leaves slowly turned.

"It seems that you have also made up your mind."

Pulling out the knife at his waist, a flash of lightning flickered until the handle lit up, and gradually thickened to form a thunderbolt blade.

"So."

While swinging the knife casually, pieces of afterimages of the knife's light were carved in the air.

Between the pale hair, blue lightning arcs jumped up, and the hair fluttered without wind.

Slightly leaning over, dragging the knife diagonally by his side with one hand, he put on a posture and walked forward slowly.

"Let's clean up the things that are in the way first."

coming! ! !

The pupils of the ninjas shrank, and under the pressure of calmness, the crowd couldn't help taking a step back.

"Fire!!!"

The attack begins.
There was a gunshot, and the airtight barrage locked the walking figure.

go to hell!
The soldiers who fired were grim.

Even a ninja can't even think of surviving under this firepower.

But in the next second, everyone's eyes widened.

Slowly approaching like a Xinting stroll, one after another lasing warheads, under the lightning arc dancing around him like a silver snake, solidified like falling into a quagmire, mixed with Kunai who shot vigorously, followed by Powerlessly falling into the air, there was a clear and muffled crashing sound.

She was still approaching slowly.

The pace is more than leisurely.

The bullet rain that seemed to be full of killing intent was really just raindrops.

The soldiers kept firing in panic. Even though they had become veterans in the battlefield, they still couldn't stop their panic after hearing all kinds of rumors and seeing it with their own eyes.

"Go to hell!!!"

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Don't come here!!!"

The commander gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Stop shooting!!!"

Ordinary ninjas really can't stand the gunshots of concentrated fire, but this is the so-called monster among ninjas.

The gunfire gradually stopped, and there were sporadic sounds.

"poor and weak."

Zhili, who came, groaned softly.

"Melee class!!!"

The ninjas on standby drew out their ninja swords.

"Let's go!"

Dozens of ninjas rushed out, raised their knives and went straight to Zhili.

In my eyes, the clover turns like a windmill.

Stand still.

The first sharp blade slashed at Jiri's face, and the leader ninja who held the knife in both hands sprinted and jumped was delighted, he did not expect this unexpected surprise.

Don't fight back?

Got it?

The blade pressed down rapidly, and gently stuck to Jiri's forehead.

Got it!
It's too late to fight back at this point!

The ninja looked ecstatic.

The blade was pressed down and inserted into the top of the head, followed by other ninjas rushing up quickly, and when surrounded, one sharp blade after another pierced Jiri's body like lightning.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

It's so easy?
But in the next second, his thoughts froze, and he couldn't think of anything else.

Butterflies emitting blue light flew out and escaped from the disintegrating phantom.

Accompanied by the dancing butterflies, Zhili's figure suddenly walked out of the void, swiping the knife to vibrate blood, and on the blade, blue lightning danced and danced, without any blood stains.

Behind him, there seemed to be a blur in front of his eyes. Hundreds of charred ninja fragments fell to the ground weakly and slowly, blood overflowing.

The illusion created by the red eye can play tricks on the perceptive white eye.

And Zhili's illusion can turn everyone around.

A soldier stood there dumbfounded, his body trembling and he turned his head to meet the eyes of the side who was looking sideways.

The clover was turning, her eyes were icy cold.

"Do you want to dance too?"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva trembling and terrified.

A shrill scream broke out from his throat.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Jiri tilted his head slightly.

I haven't chopped it yet, what's it called.

The soldiers called a little early.

However, I don't want to die yet!
Don't want to die!
The soldiers fiercely raised their guns sideways to fight back, which was already very fast by the standards of ordinary people.

A flash of lightning flashed in front of his eyes, and the next second, severe pain swept through.

The hands holding the gun were cut off, the gun fell on the ground, and the soldier fell to the ground, rolling and screaming.

He didn't take his life, Zhili kept his hand.

There was a gunshot, and the bullet hit, like eyes in the back of the head. Zhili turned his head to avoid it, and a soldier beside him fell in response to the gunshot. Immediately, there was a loud gunshot, and the flying bullets pierced through Zhili's figure. The soldiers on the side were shot and fell down neatly.

Miserable wailing broke out, hugging the shot part, rolling on the ground in pain.

It's like a child lighting firecrackers to blow up cow dung and looking for shit.

The illusion left in place disintegrated into butterflies.

But where did the people go?

In the crowd, the expressions of the remaining ninjas changed, and they looked around nervously.

have they gone?
Before he had time to think more, a thunder blade protruded from his back through his chest.

Behind him, Zhili's figure appeared like a ghost, accompanied by flying blue butterflies.

Opening his mouth, he vomited out a stream of blood, paralyzed by the electric current, his whole body twitched violently unconsciously, and he couldn't exert any strength.

Under the current radiation, the internal organs are almost fully cooked.

As for the ninja, Jiri didn't hold back his hand, he drew his knife out, and the young ninja in front of him fell to the ground.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A ninjutsu erupted, and the lasing wind blade fluttered chaotically in the crowd. The soldiers along the way fell to the ground screaming after being cut by the sharp blade.

Is it an illusion again?
On the opposite side, looking at this figure, the ninja with hands in mudra trembled all over, with despair in his eyes.

How can I fight such a ghostly opponent?

There was no way to touch her, not even a strand of hair.

Who can help me?
The ninja had a miserable smile on his face.

A flash of thunder flashed into the void, cut like a thunder, and quickly slashed across the ninja's neck.

Next to the headless corpse, Jiri's figure appeared.

The blue butterfly flutters gracefully like the messenger of the god of death, and on the wings, the imprint of the flying god of thunder with a clover pattern looms faintly with the flapping of the wings.

Under the cover of illusion, these butterflies can't easily find their hidden trajectories.

All around, witnessing this scene, both soldiers and ninjas took a step back trembling.

Zhili's figure collapsed and turned into a group of flying butterflies, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the void.

Disappeared.

Then, the mental defense line collapsed, and the gunshots rang out.

The crowd fired all around recklessly, the soldiers fired, and the ninja used ninjutsu. It seemed that by doing so, they could prevent the god of death from approaching.

People screamed and fell down, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The misery at the beginning of the grassland is supreme, Zhili watched this scene silently with a knife, and everyone killed each other.

"It's really ugly."

(End of this chapter)