The fat man looked at the whirlpool wisdom tree. The red haired young man still didn''t have any fear on his face.
So the fat man also opened his eyes, looking as if it was the light of the sun refracted into his eyes.
But the fat man smiled bitterly, "you gave me such a boring job as running away... It really makes me very sad. But since it''s a task, I''ll carry it out. Don''t die accidentally. I''ll take over your position in the future! "
"Cut! Stop talking nonsense and hurry. " Zhishu chuckled, although he said that fat people are very unreliable a lot.
But this time I don''t know why, Zhishu always felt that he had a strange trust in fat people.
Why on earth?
Forget it, don''t worry about such small things
Zhishu shook his head and set his eyes on the other side of the battlefield again.
The man who is still keeping his eyes closed, even in such hot weather.
The man still looked so cloudy and even wrapped in a thick bandage.
Looks like a mummy
I don''t seem to care about the heat at all.
But Zhishu seemed to be able to see through the heavy bandage that the man''s right eye and right arm were like writing wheel eyes soaked in formalin.
Empty, lifeless eyes.
It just turns instinctively and can never be closed.
"This... Is the sad legacy of the yuzhibo family."
Whirlpool wisdom tree has a feeling of rabbit death and fox sorrow. Seeing these things is like seeing the end of his failure.
If I die... Will everything develop according to the normal trajectory?
In fact, that''s good. In the end, there will be a happy ending.
But
Since then, the teacher will die,
Miss Kay''s right leg will break,
Ningci will die,
With the long gate of consciousness and the earth, they will die
His hope of seeing the world again will completely disappear.
"Cut! Isn''t it another God? That''s not good. "
Zhishu said with self mockery in his heart.
Then he glanced at the fat man,
"Well, fat man, it''s time to prepare..."
Zhishu elongated his voice and narrowed his eyes slightly, locking Zhicun Tuan Zang.
The fat man''s face also showed full seriousness, although his task was to escape.
But not everyone can escape.
Of course, he can also choose to stay here and continue to fight with whirlpool Zhishu.
But that doesn''t make any sense at all.
This battle will not be much, or one less Yamanaka Yuanhui, and the results will be very different.
But if he escaped, and Tuan Zang was controlled by [other gods] as expected by the boss.
Then you can tell Lord Huoying, or you can tell him yourself.
In that case, the boss still has hope.
Of course, if the boss wins such a battle, it is also a very good result.
But anyway, as a man, he has changed his task.
"Start!!!"
Whirlpool wisdom tree shouted, like a charge order.
With the roar of whirlpool wisdom tree, their bodies disappeared under the sun for the first time.
The shadow does not exist on the ground.
Whoosh!
The fat man jumped down directly from the cliff. His fat body faced the ground without any hesitation.
Huhu, the air is blowing around the fat man quickly, but it can''t make the fat man close his eyes.
In fact, there are other ninjas fighting on this cliff.
It is not difficult for them to walk on the cliff with the help of chakra.
The fat man kept kicking the cliff to change his direction in order to avoid being affected by the battle of others.
Finally, it got closer and closer to the ground,
Boo!!
The fat man kicked fiercely towards the cliff. His fat right leg brought him great kinetic energy.
Let him rush to the distance at a faster speed!
"Someone is running away!!!"
"Stop him!"
Suddenly, several members realized that the situation was wrong.
After all, when he came, Tuan Zang had already told them that he could not let anyone go.
But now, how could a fat man escape here at such a fast speed?
Absolutely not!
The importance of tasks is higher than their lives, from the moment they join the root.
Has been doomed to all this!
The so-called root man has no past and no future. He only has a task in his heart!
Whoosh whoosh!!!
Several members rushed at once!
Several other people from the root made the posture of binding. Prepare to attack the fat man running away from them!
"Huodun · rocket arrow technique!"
"Endure the law · thousand copies of rain!"
Different ninjas surround the fat man, even if many ninjas can''t keep up with the speed of the fat man.
But the magic released from them should be faster than them!
Wow
There is no root suitable for this situation. They all threw up their swords and bitterness together!
More dense attacks are attacking the fat man''s way forward!
They don''t even need the fat man to get hurt. They just need to interfere with the fat man''s movement and stay here.
At that time, someone will leave the fat man regardless of his life.
No matter what strength he has.
The scene in front of me is constantly changing with the wind running with me.
But the fat man''s eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter. He has predicted in advance that the people at the root will come very fast.
But he didn''t expect to come so soon!
It''s like a mechanical reaction speed. It''s like it''s been rehearsed in advance. There won''t be any emergencies.
This is the root, no thinking, maybe the best thinking.
The rain of the battlefield composed of bitterness and fire arrow hit him. For the first time, the fat man felt as if he had returned to what his predecessors called the battlefield of tolerance World War.
"Although this damn root is more difficult than most ninjas..."
The fat man complained and his hands began to seal,
"Tu Dun · Tu Jia Shu!"
Then, a thick layer of soil, chakra, gradually covered the fat man.
He was a man who didn''t want to die, so he honed many ways to escape.
But now... He''s going to harden his head and rush forward!
Even if it''s a sea of fire!
"Boss, boss, you can''t die. If you die, I''ll lose a lot of money."
The fat man said while taking advantage of his breathing.