In Mist Shinobi, Start With A Frozen Fruit!

"Little Jiraiya, this guy's strength is a bit strong." Sento Fukasaku said while staring at Xuanwu intently.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have summoned the two of you. Please help me find a way." Jiraiya urged.

However, at this moment, Xuanwu put his arms on his chest, and the front of the shield faced Jiraiya who was not far away.

Jiraiya clearly saw that the huge shield was not smooth, but had strange patterns engraved on it, and a grimace was engraved in the middle with its mouth closed.

"Evil ghost impact." Xuanwu's expression changed drastically, becoming extremely fierce.

The grimace in the middle of the shield opened its mouth slowly, spit out a ray of black cylindrical light, and flew towards Jiraiya with lightning speed.

"Earth Style · Tuliubi." Jiraiya didn't think about it.

The ray of light emitted by the basalt shield made Jiraiya feel the danger, and he immediately put his hands on the ground, and several earthen walls came out of the ground, forming a kind of barrier.

Not long after, a black ray came, and actually penetrated the earth flow wall layer by layer.

Fortunately, Jiraiya dodged in time, otherwise he would be hit head-on by the ray, thus hating the northwest.

The light finally hit the distant mountain peak, leaving a huge depression, which was very scary.

Jiraiya doesn't know how to describe his current mood anymore. The giant Xuanwu in front of him is like a pentagonal warrior. Not only does he have thick blood bars and high defense, but he also has the means of long-range attack, with almost no shortcomings.

"Damn it, can I really beat this guy?" Jiraiya looked at his hands, doubting.

"Little Jiraiya, this battle has just begun, why do you say such frustrating words?" Immortal Shima muttered.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, the little Jiraiya was also called the tail of the crane by her peers back then, but didn't she become the legendary Sannin later?" Fukasaku Immortal also quickly comforted.

"I understand what you two want to express, and I'm not really self-doubting, I'm just complaining. 11

"Next, we have to go all out." Jiraiya clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said again with full fighting spirit.

While Jiraiya was saying such beautiful words, Xuanwu launched several light attacks again.

So Jiraiya quickly dodges. In the immortal state, he is more sensitive to stress, and can always avoid the light without any danger.

After a while, the blast of light from the basalt shield stopped, giving Jiraiya a chance to catch his breath, and it was finally his turn to fight back.

"Fire Style·Fire Dragon 853 Flame Bullet!" Jiraiya took a big breath and shouted at the top of his voice.

This is an advanced version of Fire Style ninjutsu. Only a few ninjas know how to perform it. The user can spit out a mass of thick flames, which looks like a dragon.

"Don't you understand? This kind of tactic is useless to me, you are just wasting your energy in vain." Xuanwu said condescendingly.

Xuanwu raised his invincible shield again, blocked the ferocious attack of the flames, and all the raging fire dragons dispersed.

The failure of Fire Style didn't bring Jiraiya a blow, instead the corners of his mouth slightly raised to flatter him.

"Earth Style·Huangquan Swamp.".