Explosion!
There was a dull collision sound, and it immediately exploded like thunder.
Figures fell from all directions, forming an airtight encirclement.
"Haha, I didn't expect so many people to come this time." An old man walked out from the crowd, followed by seven or eight men in red robes.
Among them is the figure of Hidan.
However, he was clearly not interested in the old man's words.
The mist that filled the heavens and the earth disappeared with the wind.
Konan and his group of fourteen people wore serious faces.
Seeing more people around them undoubtedly increased their pressure.
"Ten jounin, twenty chuunin, over thirty genin, and many commoners are approaching here." The voice of the sensing ninja standing on the defense line also became serious.
The array before them was enough to overwhelm them just by their numbers.
"Bastard, according to intelligence, isn't it said that they are just a small sect?" Young Master Fuma turned blue.
At this moment, he finally understood what Han meant by what he had just said.
The number of these ninjas is stronger than their own ninja family.
Kuraki didn't have time to argue with Young Master Fuma. He subconsciously moved half a step towards Konan and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Konan, what should we do?"
"The enemy's numbers exceeded expectations, and we were unable to defeat them." Konan's expression condensed, and he shouted firmly: "I will create opportunities for you, go out separately, and hold on until those two people arrive. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope."
As soon as the voice fell, the white paper floating on the ground around him immediately changed.
Mysterious patterns appeared one after another, and turned into exploding symbols.
"Blow it up!"
Konan shouted loudly.
Explosion!
Terrifying explosions sounded one after another.
The powerful air wave rolled back and formed a huge shock wave.
Initially, the Jashin cultists who appeared at the siege obviously did not expect that Konan would have a backup plan in the first place.
At the same time, after the explosive tag came out.
The wind, waves, and gravel from the explosion filled the entire square and instantly broke the siege.
The old man leader retreated and retreated violently, his face changed slightly, his hands flew down, and he formed a series of wind element seals.
"Don't let them escape, kill them all, and let the entire ninja world know how powerful our Jashin sect is."
"Wind element Big Breakthrough!"
The hurricane erupted, instantly sending dust and exploding air waves all over the sky.
However, under this buffer, Konan and his group of fifteen people had found an opportunity and fled in all directions.
"Still trying to escape!" A trace of fierceness flashed across the old man's face, and he shouted loudly: "Open the barrier!"
The Jashin cultists guarding the four corners moved one after another.
They were clearly well prepared. Their hands raised, and after forming a series of magic seals, they suddenly slapped the ground.
Layers of blood-colored barriers spread rapidly and instantly surrounded the giant tower where the Jashin God Cult was located.
That scene made Konan and the others' expressions change drastically.
Young Master Fuma couldn't hold back his anger and slightly raised his hand on her wrist.
Fuma's two shurikens fell into his hands with a bang.
It was thrown away suddenly without any signs of luxury. ,
"Fire element - huge fireball!"
"Water Element Water Dragon Bullet."
"Wind Element Wind Scythe!"
The remaining dozen ninjas also took action.
Facing a sudden barrier, if they wanted to survive, they had to bear the brunt of it by breaking the barrier.
Explosion!
All kinds of impacts, such as explosions, all hit the barrier, forming a huge shock wave.
However, this seemingly powerful attack only made a dent appear on the surface as soon as it touched the barrier, and was absorbed in an instant.
Both of Fuma's shurikens were immediately reflected back.
It was easy to reach, directly touching Young Master Fuma's shoulder, and finally stuck diagonally on a tree trunk not far away.
Seeing the barrier that was still intact, both the members of the Akatsuki organization and the Fuma clan turned pale.
In the desperate situation now, they might not be able to use their strongest killing move.
But it also uses a method with one of the best attack power.
However, even with the combined efforts of more than ten people, there was no way to break through the barrier.
Then what awaits them next is a fight between trapped tigers.
"You let your guard down," a joking voice suddenly sounded, straining everyone's nerves.
"Young Master, be careful," Moron Fuma shouted urgently and threw two shurikens with his backhand.
Feeling the astonishing sound of breaking air from behind, Young Master Fuma's expression changed drastically. Without a moment to think, he immediately turned his body to avoid the attack.
Red crescents expanded in Leader Fuma's pupils, carrying the image of death.
However, before he could react, the next moment, two shurikens rushed over and collided with the scythe.
Unlucky!
A sharp metal clashing sound suddenly sounded.
Due to the impact, the red sickle clearly deviated from its original trajectory.
But it still scratched his shoulder, splashing hot blood.
"Paper shuriken!"
Konan shouted and suddenly clasped his hands together.
Lines of white paper flew out of his body and turned into shurikens all over the sky, attacking Hidan directly.
The sudden attack made young master Fuma look happy, and he threw Fuma's shuriken with his backhand, interrupting Hidan's pursuit.
Not really caring, he quickly pulled away and backed away, eventually falling to the ground with his back against the barrier.
"Young Master, are you okay?" Moron led everyone down and formed an encirclement circle.
Although Konan and his group are unwilling to cooperate with the Fuma Clan, they have no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the Jashin God Cult, who is watching them eagerly.
"Don't worry, it's just a superficial wound, but that guy's dabbing technique is really fast." Young Master Fuma saw the wound, but it did not penetrate deep into the bone.
Then he looked at Konan and said: "I knew that the beautiful girl was unwilling to let me die, so she came to save me. After this is over, I will repay you well."
Hearing these slightly teasing words, Kuraki and the others' expressions darkened, and they were about to scold them.
However, the sound of words carried by the wind made their nerves suddenly tense.
"Haha, it is rumored that people who are about to die can talk well. But I also agree that Konan is a little beautiful, but I'm afraid you can't live without her." Han fell outside the barrier with his horns and looked at Hidan finishing painting the altar and said while smiling.
"If you don't stop him, he will definitely die."
Stop him?
Konan and the others were shocked, and hurriedly followed the sound.
All you see are Satanists with fiery faces.
"Come, this is the most sacred sacrifice."
"The supreme power of our Jashin religion holds the power of life and death in our hands."
"Our Jashin God Cult is the greatest!"
The scene suddenly became hot, and even the skinny old man at the head showed a smile.
Facing this strange scene, Young Master Fuma showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face and shouted sternly: "You bastard, I planned to wait until the cult was eradicated before dealing with you, but now it seems that you are in a hurry to die."
Those astonishing words revealed endless killing intent.
Unfortunately, as soon as he started to take steps, the anger on Young Master Fuma's face suddenly solidified.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered and everyone's pupils suddenly shrank.
The sharp spear directly pierced Hidan's chest, like a suicide scene that shook people's nerves.
"He, he actually committed suicide!"
Kuraki's expression turned pale, and he was about to take a step back, but a big hand grabbed his arm indiscriminately.
"Please, help me, I can't breathe, my heart hurts," Young Master Fuma clutched his chest and tried to say.
However, seeing the blood splattered from his hand, everyone's heads roared.
The location of this wound is exactly the same as the wound that Hidan made himself.
"Ahem, every sacrifice is troublesome and painful. Can't this be simplified?"
Half kneeling, Hidan, who should have been dead, wiped the remaining blood on the corner of his mouth.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, he pulled out the spear that had pierced his chest as if nothing had happened.
The pierced chest quickly squirmed and healed after the spear was removed.
The strange sight made people feel an inexplicable chill rising on the soles of their feet.
"Young master!"
Moron's urgent shout made Konan and the others nervous again.
He hurriedly looked back, and what he saw was young master Fuma with round eyes, who was already dead.
He didn't know when a bloody hole appeared in his chest.
A large amount of blood spilled out, staining half of his clothes red.
At this moment, everyone present finally understood what Han meant by what he had just said.
This is not suicide, this is a death curse!
The evil sect in front of them was definitely not simple.
"Haha, it's really satisfying to see the panic on your face," Hidan smiled jokingly.
Looking past the crowd, his eyes fell on Han and said: "You should also be entrusted by daimyo Yunokuni to eradicate me."
"Now that you have seen my power, I advise you to run as far as possible before I kill everyone here. Otherwise, if I change my mind, you will become a sacrifice to the god Jashin."
Everyone's nervousness suddenly became tense, and Konan couldn't help but said: "Kakuzu-senpai, I know you are not an ordinary person."
"Just now we were too careless and misjudged the strength of both sides. That's why we ignored your persuasion and rashly intervened in this bounty mission."
"As long as you are willing to help, we are willing to help. As for the rewards, we definitely don't accept them."
The somewhat arrogant words made Kuraki and the others tense.
This time, despite the long distance, they came to Yunokuni for the prize of 50 million yen.
But he never thought that he would not get the bounty and still have to risk his life every time.
If they were asked to choose again, they would never come to Yunokuni.
"Sorry, I'm not here for the 50 million prize." Han smiled playfully and looked at Hidan.
"I want you to be my subordinate?"
The small voice seemed to provide a magical sound at this moment.
Whether they were members of the Akatsuki organization or the Jashin God Cult present, they were immediately stunned.
The scene where Hidan showed off his strength just now was still clearly visible in their minds.
Now Han invited others to be his subordinates as soon as he opened his mouth.
What was the difference between that and a certain king of thieves, asking someone to treat him as a Subordinate and asking for face?
"Hmph, Hidan is the holy son of our Jashin God Religion. He will not agree to the request of a person of unknown origin like you." The old man said in a cynical tone: "If you plan to use this method to delay time and find a chance to save person, ."
"I regret to inform you that this barrier is the strongest defense of our Jashin God Cult. Even if we kill everyone here, you will never be able to destroy it."
Uncontrollable laughter resounded throughout the world.
The attack by dozens of people just now confirmed the old man's words.
Konan and the others obviously couldn't calm down. When they looked at Han, they saw a warm smile.
The next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.
You mean, this?
Han suddenly clenched the five fingers of his right hand, and at the moment the thunder crackled, he punched hard in front of everyone without any impression.
"Heavy Thunder True Axe!"
Purple lightning exploded like a frenzy.
The punch fell, mixed with the roar of the dragon and tiger, tearing the eardrum and flying straight into the sky.
The seemingly indestructible blood barrier was slightly dented upon contact.
The impact he experienced reached its limit in an instant.
Under Han's gaze, the barrier collapsed.
Click!
Like broken glass, cracks appeared, and the next moment they spread rapidly like spider webs.
In the blink of an eye, the entire barrier collapsed before everyone's eyes, as if a chain reaction had occurred.
The strange scene plunged the place into complete silence.
Kakuzu, standing beside Han, said indifferently: "Boss, if you have any convenient methods in the future, please remember to tell me in advance."
"I don't need to work hard in secret."
Inexplicable words suddenly awakened everyone.
The next moment, black veins burst out from the ground in an instant, directly encircling the necks of the ten people who used the barrier.
The sudden scene made their expressions change drastically.
Unfortunately, before they could react, their blood vessels suddenly tightened.
Blood splattered, and the sound of bones cracking was heard. In front of everyone, the entire neck was directly strangled at the waist.
The terrifying scene made people's pupils shrink suddenly.
While talking and laughing, he killed ten chuunin without realizing it.
This method really shook people's hearts.
"Kakuzu? Is he the legend of the underground black market, a ninth level bounty hunter?" Fuma Moron exclaimed, "Do you remember our clan leader? How he died?"
When the Fuma clan leader accepted the mission that day, it was precisely because he knew that Kakuzu was also traveling with him that he left a message that this mission was a sure thing.
Now, Kakuzu is still standing in front of them alive, but unfortunately the so-called leader of the Fuma clan is already dead.
"I killed him." Han smiled warmly.
The soft sound made Fuma Moron want to slap his own mouth.
Which pot is not opened, which pot is raised?
He saw with his own eyes that the barrier that even more than ten of them couldn't break through together was easily broken through by the opponent.
They didn't believe that a group of stragglers could stand up to him.
"Don't worry, I killed your clan leader, but I won't attack you carelessly. He wanted to kill me, and I killed him as a matter of course. Assassins always get killed. You didn't attack me, so I have no reason to kill you." Han patted Moron's shoulder.
The slap made his scalp explode.
Seeing the warm smile so close, young master Fuma, who didn't even care about the still cold bones, quickly put on a stiff smile and said.
"My lord, what he said is good, and he is also good at killing. People who kill people will always be killed. It is true that his grudge is clear."
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