Although it can be seen that the three generations of wind shadow himself is standing on the edge of the huge pit, panting in a hurry, and has not been killed by Zhang Han''s fist.


    However, a teenage kid fought against the shadow of a village and beat him head-on... This... Itself is a strange thing!!!


    "Our Fengying adult, who is known as the strongest Fengying adult in history... Was defeated by a wooden leaf imp!"


    At this moment, such appalling thoughts and thoughts involuntarily penetrated into the minds of countless sand hidden ninjas. No matter how hard they tried, they still lingered!


    "How did this happen? Why did it happen?"


    A sand hidden Ninja suddenly threw away the bitterness, knelt down on the ground, covered his face with both hands, and turbulent tears flowed out between his fingers.


    "If even Fengying is defeated, what is the meaning of such a war... For Sha yin?"


    At this moment, the vast majority of Sha Yin ninjas are like walking corpses. I don''t know what value it is to stay here and fight with Muye ninjas.


    The horror and fear in their hearts erode their souls like tarsal maggots. At this moment, the fear of Zhang Han and Muye is magnified infinitely, as if they want to completely swallow their hearts.


    If the master of martial arts organizes another wave of attack at this time, the surviving Sha Yin Ninja may also die.


    A group of ninjas who have lost their fighting spirit are no different from ordinary people!


    However, Muye Ninja was also stunned by such an amazing scene, and one after another turned their eyes to Zhang Han. There was no disgust and fear in their eyes, but only worship... And look up!


    "Wood leaf white devil!"


    In the dead silence, I don''t know who suddenly shouted. Then, almost all Muye ninjas raised their weapons and shouted, "Muye white devil...!"


    "Wood leaf white devil!"


    ……


    For a moment, the momentum of Muye Ninja rose to the sky, as if the dark clouds in the sky were also confused by the momentum like a mountain, and the pouring rain gradually turned into a fine rain


    Even the three generations of Fengying have to admit that Zhang Han''s strength is only higher than himself in the positive confrontation. Even if they do it again, the result is the same.


    After all, the whole shayin village can''t find a ninja who has the ability to break through the defense of his own sand iron world law, except a guard crane.


    Thinking of this, the three generations of Fengying had to envy Muye''s good luck.


    With the existence of Zhang Han, the future Muye may become a behemoth above the other four tolerance villages.


    Zhang Han turned upside down in the air and fell on the edge of the huge pit. I don''t know whether it was from the hearty battle or because of excessive physical exertion, his face flushed, and his sense of war was higher and higher.


    "Good! Come again..."


    It seems that he has killed his red eyes. Zhang Han just takes a few breaths and wants to rush towards the wind shadow of the third generation.


    However


    Just as Zhang Hangang was lifting his feet, the white bone mask covering the left half of his face suddenly broke with a bang. Before the scattered fragments fell to the ground, they turned into a trace of smoke and dissipated in the air.


    "Dizzy! Is it time?!"


    Zhang Han suddenly softened his body and staggered a few steps before finally stopping his body shape. He was a little upset in his heart. He just felt a little hearty and stopped suddenly?


    With the disappearance of the mask, the black whites of the eyes gradually faded, and the bloody pupils were transformed into the shape of three gouyu''s writing wheel eyes again. The rising momentum of the body was also a meal, and then it slowly dissipated.


    As if, it seems that even consciousness has awakened a lot.


    Facing the changes of his body, Zhang Han felt a chill in his heart.


    At the beginning, I only managed to suppress the emptiness in my body with the help of soul chopping knife, and didn''t rely entirely on my own strength.


    Zhang Han guessed that the recognition of emptiness in the body should be very low. It is inevitable that he is unwilling to be content with the current situation and imperceptibly erodes his consciousness.


    If it''s true as you guessed, it''s better to use less masks in the future.


    "It seems that your strange mask should have a time limit."


    The three generations of wind shadow standing opposite found the change on Zhang Han''s face and guessed, "moreover, I think if you fight with all your strength, the duration of that state will be shortened."


    It is worthy of being the shadow of a village. Experience is the old way. Just by fighting with Zhang Han once, you can guess the mask state.


    Although the fighting time between the three generations of Fengying and Zhang Han is short, most of the time, it is a hard encounter in the front. Such a battle also makes the three generations of Fengying feel the long lost blood.


    "This time, we lost. I hope we can fight you again next time."


    Fighting with the strong, not only did Zhang Han have this idea, but also the wind shadow of the three generations.


    However, as the shadow of a village, he has too many things to carry and take into account. It is difficult to have such a hearty pleasure.


    "Cut! Next time, I hope you will have such good luck. Otherwise, I will break your turtle shell and kill you!"


    Although his body was weak, Zhang Han still supported strongly and fought back with disdain.


    "You arrogant kid, next time, you must be killed on the spot!"


    The three generations of wind shadow just had a trace of sympathy in his heart, and was immediately crushed by Zhang Han''s ruthless ridicule.


    If not for himself at this time, chakra in his body was empty. The three generations of wind shadow really wanted to rush up again and beat Zhang Han on the ground!


    The voice fell, and the three generations of wind shadow left the battlefield with the surviving ninja.


    Seeing that Sha Yin gradually retreated, Muye ninjas who survived the bloody storm didn''t pursue anymore. They fell to their original place one after another, sitting or standing soft. They couldn''t even take into account the strong smell of blood in the field. They just wanted to have a good sleep


    I don''t know when, the depressed sobs slowly spread out in the field, spreading one by one.


    The brothers and partners who slept in the same bed yesterday and talked late into the night today have been separated forever


    Suddenly, in the face of life and death with his companions, Rao is a ninja whose nerves are like steel, and can''t stand such a cruel blow.


    The atmosphere of pain and sadness spread all over the battlefield. Even Zhang Han seemed to be infected, bowed his head and remained silent.


    The master came over, held Zhang Han''s arm, saw bursts of virtual sweat seeping from his face, and asked with concern, "don''t worry."


    In the whole battle, the master was entangled by Qiandai''s brother Hai laozang. Out of trust in Zhang Han''s strength, the master didn''t come to help.