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Chapter 55 Did you think you can kill me?
"What is that?"
The pupils of Suikazan Fuguki shrank and he stared at the thorns behind Nagato.
And he was also keenly aware of Samehada in his hand, and the Samehada wrapped body actually shrank.
It was like a predator that was taking a nap in the jungle and suddenly felt threatened by its own kind.
But before Suikazan Fuguki could figure out the abnormality in Samehada, he heard the red-haired boy in front of him let out an inhuman roar:"Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Citrus Thorn!"
In an instant, Nagato's body shot out from behind like a knife. The four thorns blooming on the surface set off a bloody afterimage, stabbing in the direction of Suikazan Fuguki with a sharp scream.
Seeing this, Suikazan Fuguki's heart skipped a beat, and he waved Samehada in his hand and swept up a chaotic airflow...
Bang!!
The thorns penetrated like sharp spears through the white cloth wrapped in the blade that was untied in the air. The cloth instantly fell apart and was cut into a piece of broken debris.
Suikazan Fuguki, who was there, had disappeared. In Nagato's perception, the tall body actually fled towards the top floor without hesitation.
He didn't care about the rule of "escaping on the battlefield and betraying are the same crime" as he did when he first threatened his subordinates and companions.
"Cowardly fellow!!"
Seeing this, the ferocious look on Nagato's face became even deeper, with several obvious veins and blood vessels bursting out.
As soon as he finished speaking, the four thorns as thick as arms suddenly shrank and shot toward the top of his head.
Bang!!
The ceiling above was shattered in an instant, and the rubble sank like a mountain, leaving only a cone-shaped oval cavity.
Nagato's slightly taller and thin figure jumped up directly with his feet on the ground, flying through the air with a sharp sound of wind.
After a moment of darkness, the starlight and airflow from the night sky came in.
At the same time, there was the roar of Samehada in the air.
"Kid! You are asking for death!"
Looking at the figure that sprang out from under his feet, a trace of evil flashed in the eyes of Suikazan Fuguki, and he swung Samehada with great force towards Nagato's head.
"Samehada: Cutting Slash!"
The gravel falling from the air was crushed by the strong wind in the blink of an eye. The terrifying force was enough to beat a person into minced meat.
But the moment he swung Samehada down, Nagato seemed to have expected it.
A thorn blocked the way quickly, and it collided with Samehada, making a deafening noise!
boom!!
"Blocked?"
Suikazan Fuguki's pupils couldn't help but condense, and he grabbed the handle of Samehada with his right hand and exerted force.
In an instant, the handle of Samehada actually began to extend, extending along the arc drawn by his left hand, and slashed towards Nagato from the side like a chain!
Samehada·Flying Chain Slash!
A completely unpreventable and extremely vicious blow.
But another thorn moved at an incredible speed, blocking his sneak attack!
"It's useless!"
Suikazan Fuguki let out his power wantonly, and snorted coldly at Nagato, who was protected among the thorns: "No matter what ninjutsu, it's meaningless to me!"
As he said that, A gap opened on the head of the Samehada, revealing sharp teeth and tongue, like a giant piranha that chooses people to eat.
"Kakakaka!!" Samehada's mouth kept opening and closing, making some weird noises.
Suikazan Fuguki waved his sword and was about to use his Samehada to devour the thorns, just like he had done before to devour chakra.
But at the next moment, he saw Samehada spit out its wide tongue, and the powerless look made Suikazan Fuguki confused.
"I am a demon, an evil demon!"
Nagato stepped on the thorns under his feet and slowly walked out of the hole.
Staring at Suikazan Fuguki, he pushed his left hand forward in a bluffing manner, grinning and revealing two sharp teeth: "What I use is not ninjutsu, but the power derived from 'blood'."
"Blood Demon Art!"
The thorns protecting the body gradually straightened, and the huge force made Suikazan Fuguki's face look ferocious, but Samehada was still pushed out little by little.
"Asshole! Bastard!" An uncontrollable roar surged out of his throat, "Blood Demon Art? What is it?!"
You know, if you want to become the master of Samehada, the first requirement is to have skills that are far beyond ordinary people and you must possess a huge amount of chakra to be recognized by Samehada, otherwise if you use it forcefully, You will be rejected by It and it will cause you damage.
He, Suikazan Fuguki, is a recognized ninja. With his huge brute strength, he can easily swing Samehada with one hand, and he possesses a chakra amount that exceeds that of most ninjas.
But now, he was actually suppressed by a kid in terms of power, and even Samehada couldn't swallow that kid chakra!
An uncontrollable anger and horror seemed to swell in the chest of Suikazan Fuguki, causing a cold look to flash in his eyes.
The next moment, he suddenly exerted force, and with the power of the thorns, he instantly flew backwards to distance himself.
"Ninja Technique!"
Forcibly suppressing the fishy sweetness gushing out of his throat, Suikazan Fuguki suddenly bent forward, like a hard bamboo that had been pushed to the extreme and bounced back. He quickly formed seals with his hands in the air and roared:"Hair Needle Senbon!"
Swish!!
The long orange hair fell down from behind, instantly hardening into sharp needles, and the deadly murderous intent was hidden in the countless cold lights.
Suikazan Fuguki almost drained all the chakra, and the Senbon simply shot towards Nagato like a torrential rain!
——There is no way to avoid it.
"Then don't avoid it."
Nagato's voice fell, and four thorns stretched out from behind Nagato, moving crazily in front of him.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The thorns whipped like whips, bursting out with terrifying speed.
It has an effect similar to the tip of a whip, setting off circles in the air and spreading at different angles.
The thorns knocked away the countless thousands of senbon that were shot at him, and hundreds of collisions occurred within a few seconds, which was no less than the sonic boom of a thunderbolt!
But at this moment, the shrill and harsh voice of Suikazan Fuguki came.
"Ninja Technique!" He squatted in the distance in a somewhat embarrassed manner, staring in the direction of Nagato. Samehada's chakra poured into his body, and his long orange hair was inserted into the ground, and he screamed, "Sharp Hair Spear: Might!!"
Suddenly, the ground under Nagato's feet rose, reaching its limit and then suddenly collapsed.
boom!!
Countless orange sharp spears soared into the sky along with clods of earth and gravel!
There was only a burst of sound that penetrated the flesh, and several blood flowers bloomed from Nagato's body!
"Ha! Little devil! Go to hell!"
The blood reflected a scarlet color in the moonlight, and a ferocious smile appeared on the face of Suikazan Fuguki.
However, the next moment, his smile suddenly froze on his face.
Nagato's spine, hands, feet, abdomen and chest were all pierced, just like a cult believer who was executed and crucified on a cross.
But the scarlet flower made of thorns bloomed again behind his back.
"Did You think..."
Nagato slowly lowered his head, looked down at the frightened Suikazan Fuguki, and grinned: "You can kill me?"
(End of this chapter)