The dim sandstorm was pervasive, and the vision was obscured by the roaring gravel. In a narrow desert canyon, several black robes with red clouds were moving quickly through the sandstorm.
Clang … Crack …
The sound of the mechanical bearing running, the chain-shaped scorpion hook was inserted into the mountain next to it. In a blur, a hidden sand ninja emerged. His chest was pierced by the scorpion hook, and the black poisonous blood came out.
The scorpion hook was pulled back into the black robe, revealing a man who could not hide his ferocious face even if he was wearing a mask. He looked down at the twitching sand ninja. There was no trace of emotional fluctuation in his eyes. It was like a pool of dead black water reflecting his face.
"Sasori of the Red Sand!"
The sand ninja said the name of the other person in fear and immediately died.
"For the companions who used to be in the same village, there is no mercy!" Next to Sasori, the same black robe with red clouds, with a golden braid, with a telescope in one eye, Deidara glanced at the body, and then looked at the violent sand on the other side of the canyon. He said in a cold voice: "Is the sand village coming out?"
"A grand welcome ceremony, Sasori, it seems that you have a lot of people in this village." The bloodthirsty and tyrannical voice was combed with gray hair, the necklace of the evil god hung around the neck, and a pair of purple pupils flashed with a dangerous luster.
The last one with red clouds and a black robe, wearing a mask on his face, his voice was hoarse: "Our whereabouts have been leaked, this is a trap!"
Kakuzu's eyes were gloomy. He looked at the sand ninja from all around the canyon. A pair of eyes swept back and forth, and finally fell on the two old guys with wrinkled faces who came out of the sand ninja.
This old man is still alive. Most of the old monsters who have survived several ninja wars. Their strength and means should not be underestimated.
"Chiyo and Ebizo are the two pillars of the Sand Hidden Village. Sasori of the Red Sand is your relative, aren't you going to greet him?" Kakuzu looked at Sasori.
His back was bent as if he was kneeling on the ground. The scorpion hook on his back was waving back and forth in the air. Scorpion raised his head and looked at the two old fellows with wrinkled faces that looked like they had one foot in a coffin. He said in a ferocious voice, "Old fellows, you're not dead yet!"
"If I don't see my cute little grandson with my own eyes, this old woman's eyes won't be able to close ah …." Chiyo stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the dark red clouds in the canyon.
Deep black, blood-like red clouds, with the body of sand ninja that was penetrated in the chest, black poisonous blood and yellow sand all over the sky, there is a strange beauty, but it shows an ominous breath.
"When one is old, one should know how to rest!"
Scorpion sighed. He raised his head and revealed a pair of ruthless eyes. His hands stretched out from the cuffs of his sleeves. His arms, which were like puppet prosthetics, turned with a click, revealing a black rotating syringe. As the mechanism turned, the crisp sound of a bullet rang out, and the rainstorm-like poisonous needles pierced into the sky above the canyon.
Boom boom boom!
The instant Scorpion made his move, the explosive talismans that had long been buried in the surroundings of the canyon were ignited. Intense flames surged violently, and a terrifying sea of flames crashed down along with huge boulders. It was as if the sky had collapsed, burying the entire canyon.
The collapsed rubble was buried, and countless poisonous needles were also melted by the flames. One by one, sand ninja jumped down from the sky and looked for Akatsuki's body in the ruins.
The stone burst open, the red cloud and the black bottom flashed in front of the eyes, the winding scorpion hook lightning cut the necks of several sand ninja, the head sprayed into the sky like spring water, the clothes were somewhat incomplete, exposing the puppet-like monster body, Scorpion's feet, the figure of moving close to the ground suddenly appeared beside Chiyo
The inverted tail hook stabbed down, Chiyo turned her head, five fingers shaking, chakra condensed silk thread wrapped around the scorpion hook, Chiyo printed with one hand, a puppet emerged from the scroll thrown out, the figure was strange and fierce to kill Sasori.
"Sasori, did you touch the taboo of puppetry and transform your body?" Chiyo's face showed a touch of sadness, but the movements of her hands were not merciful.
Kāchā!
Scorpion's tail hook was cut off, and his black robe was torn. The moment Scorpion retreated, he formed a seal with both hands, and a magnetic coffin appeared out of thin air. Then a puppet exuding terrifying Chakra climbed out of the coffin.
"Take a look at my proudest masterpiece, a puppet made from the Sandaime Kazekage, it can exert all of its strength when it was alive."
Sasori stood behind the third Kazekage, and between the manipulation of ten fingers, the third Kazekage rolled the magnetic sand all over the sky like a continuous knife curtain to the sand ninja who attacked.
The sand ninja was nailed to the ground by the magnetic sand condensed Kunai and screamed in pain. Chiyo stared at Sasori with complicated eyes. On the one hand, she admired the genius of Sasori and really touched the taboo of puppetry. On the other hand, she was angry that the disappearance of the third Kazekage was related to Sasori.
Boom!
The collapsed canyon trembled, and the terrible fire surged from the ground. The blast of the explosion rolled and blew the sand ninja standing on it into pieces. In an instant, the air of the entire canyon was filled with the smell of blood and burning.
Dalaran rubbed the exploded clay in his hand and looked at the messy bodies in front of him. A cheek reflected in the soaring fire, the corner of his mouth evoked a crazy laugh: "Explosion is art!"
In the same way.
The bloody sickle waved, the flying section smashed the sand ninja's body, like a pervert in pursuit of broken corpses, the words in his mouth said the evil God's chant.
Sasori stood behind Sasori calmly, his eyes locked on Chiyo's body, and said: "How can sand ninja know our whereabouts, and set up an ambush, where is Orochimaru?"
"The poisonous snake who killed his teacher?" Chiyo avoided Sasori's attack and looked at the dead body of sand ninja with indifferent eyes. Behind her, more sand ninja attacked Akatsuki. She said in a deep voice: "Although I don't like the smell of the poisonous snake, this time, it is indeed thanks to the information passed by Orochimaru that I can see my lovely grandson."
On the other side.
In the misty drizzle, black rubber boots stepped on puddles of water. The dampness of the tide covered the faint smell of blood. A few shriveled corpses were lying on the ground in disarray.
In the majestic rain, the black robe was wet, and several apostles with a gloomy and strange atmosphere stood behind Orochimaru, looking at a grotto hidden deep in the forest of the rain country.
"Is it here, Orochimaru?"
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