Chapter 632
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The net weaved by the cold wind brought the unconscious Maple to Aoyama's side.
After being hit by Yagura's Coral Palm, Maple's body was covered with hard red corals. The corals hardened Maple's body and made him unable to move.
She stretched out her hand to catch Maple. The cold coral was as hard as a lump of iron. Gekko frowned slightly. It's really the nemesis of Taijutsu. This thing is really destructive to Taijutsu ninjas.
However, there were no absolutes in this world. For example, Akai was a freak. Even if he was hit by the Coral Palm, what could he do? Once the Hachimon Gate was opened, he could probably shatter the coral. There were always special circumstances that could break the law.
In fact, if Maple could release the power of the Nanabi, he was confident that he could shatter the coral. Unfortunately, Maple was injured by the Iron Sand of the Three Generations Kazekage, so his strength was greatly reduced. After being attacked, he fainted. He couldn't resist at all.
"Lightning Strike."
Lightning danced on his five fingers. The dazzling blue lightning twisted like a snake, shattering pieces of coral without hurting Maple at all. It showed his superb control of Chakra. When all the corals were shattered, Maple's stiff body became soft in an instant.
However, Yue Hua's face was ashen and cold to the bone. Only now did he realize that Feng had lost an arm. His left arm was severed from the shoulder. The wound was hidden by the coral, so he didn't notice it.
There was no blood coming out of the wound. The flesh was pale as if it had been soaked in water for a long time. It should have been cut off not long ago, but it looked like it had been cut off for a long time.
After all, Maple wasn't injured like this before he was hit by the Coral Palm. It was very likely that it was done when he was wrapped in the coral. It hadn't been long, so there was still time.
Taking a deep breath, Aoyama took out a bottle of tonic and injected it directly into Maple's left shoulder.
One second, two seconds, three seconds … Five seconds later, just as Aoyama's heart was about to fall into the abyss, something happened to her wound. Blood dripped from her wound, and red flesh and bones grew out.
Maple's severed left arm regrew. Aoyama heaved a sigh of relief. It wasn't too late.
Aoyama's hand formed a seal. A shadow doppelganger appeared beside her and took the unconscious Feng. She nodded and retreated on the cold wind towards Turtle Island.
With Aromatic Phosphorus on Turtle Island, Maple would be well taken care of. Now that Dou had started to slip away, the island was safe. Maple retreated to Turtle Island under the protection of the shadow clone. Aoyama finally turned her gaze to Dou who was running away.
The blizzard was still raging. Under the cover of the dark clouds, the seawater was all frozen. Layers of ice flowers bloomed and piled up. It was like a flower field made of ice flowers.
Under the ice flowers, four powerful Chakra were moving quickly. They broke through the frozen seawater and escaped half a mile away.
"You're fast, but how can I let you get away so easily? That would be too unfair." Aoyama held her ice blade and rushed into the blizzard.
A thousand miles away.
The Land of Rice lost its peace and was caught in the flames of war. The allied army and the White Zetsu fought with all their might, pushing the battlefield closer to the Land of Iron.
The war was endless. There was no end to it.
Asuma took a deep breath and kicked away half of the corpse beside his feet. He felt a little uncomfortable on his face. He wiped his face. It was sticky. When he reached out his hand, it was red.
His face was covered with blood. Once again, he experienced what it felt like to kill until his hands went soft. Although it was hard to say whether these White Zetsu were human or not, these white monsters just had a human shape.
The battle of the Wind Release Ninjas had its own distinctive characteristics. Every time they fought, they would create an extremely bloody scene.
This was something that couldn't be helped. It was the Wind Release! What they are best at is dismembering. Tearing the enemy into pieces is the most common thing they do. As long as the scene is covered in blood, nine out of ten it is the work of a Wind Release Ninja.
Asuma was also an expert in dismembering. The two Chakra blades danced like butterflies, and the one meter long wind blade could cut through gold and jade. He was invincible. He moved freely among the enemy and set off a bloody storm. Wherever he passed, the incomplete corpses piled up like a mountain.
"Captain Asuma, are you hurt?"
A Konoha Shinobi ran over and looked at Asuma in awe. The way he killed the enemy was just like cutting melons and vegetables. That momentum was too strong.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Asuma shook his hand and took out a cigarette. However, he found that the cigarette was also stained with a touch of blood.
"Oh! Unlucky! "
He took out five or six cigarettes in a row and found one that could barely be smoked. He lit the cigarette and took a puff.
"Phew!"
He immediately let out a comfortable moan. Under the stimulation of nicotine, Asuma's tense nerves relaxed.
"Clean up the battlefield. Everyone, be alert. Be careful of the fish that escaped the net. Don't fall at this time when you didn't die on the battlefield. That would be embarrassing …" Asuma commanded his subordinates to start cleaning up the battlefield.
The smell of blood in the forest was misty. A large number of corpses were scattered in the forest. The ground was dirty with blood, and the soil was soaked with blood. When one stepped on the ground, it sank down softly, and the blood was squeezed out of the soil. It was as soft as a sponge.
"Hoodlum, Kabuto's side doesn't look good. Tsuka Aoyama is quite tough. You didn't kill him! Now Kabuto is about to be killed by Tsuka Aoyama. "
Zetsu came out from a well-preserved tree and looked at Hoodlum who was walking in the pile of corpses.
"What a piece of trash … Fortunately, I didn't expect him to do anything from the beginning." Hoodlum's tone didn't change at all. He stopped and stepped on White Zetsu's corpse. "Did you get the thing?"
"Of course, I'm not a useless piece of trash like Kabuto." Zetsu giggled, and a clone appeared, holding an arm wrapped with the Bijuu's Chakra in his hand.
It was Maple's left arm that was cut off.
"Here, catch it." Zetsu's doppelganger threw the broken arm to Hoodlum.
Hoodlum took the broken arm, and his scarlet Sharingan rotated. The majestic and violent Chakra contained in the broken arm was so turbulent. Everything was in his eyes.
He nodded slightly. Zetsu's ability to do things was not bad. Hoodlum had always been very satisfied with Zetsu's ability to do things.
"Spirit Summoning Technique!"
A hundred meters tall monster with a ferocious face and a dull color like a withered tree appeared in the forest. It crushed a large number of trees, and the earth trembled.
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