Chapter 582： Bye bye (on)

The person who threw the **** red March sickle towards Zhang Miao and shouted that he would accept the punishment of the evil **** is certainly not someone else, it is the undead ninja who believes in the evil god-Feiduan!

Looking at the **** March sickle that was about to be cut on Zhang Miao, the deer pill standing beside him suddenly shouted in astonishment.

"Ryunosuke, be careful!"

Shikamaru knows the power of the sickle. In the previous battle, the encounter of the ape flying Asma has allowed him to analyze the ability of the flying segment-that is, relying on the blood of the opponent to curse.

In other words, if Zhang Miao's blood is obtained by the flying section, then no matter how strong Zhang Miao is, he can only end up with Ape Flying Asma!

So at this moment, Shikamaru was in a hurry!

But what surprised Shikamaru was that even if the **** March sickle of Fei Duan was about to be chopped on Zhang Miao's body, the latter had a relaxed look on his face, and seemed to have no worries at all. say hi.

"Yo, Shikamaru, how are you doing?"

Shikamaru:"……"

Hemp eggs, what a hair, you are going to die!

In the face of today's situation, even though Shikamaru was very clever and couldn't think of a solution, his cold sweats flowed down instantly.

"What to do, what to do ... Faced with the dilemma in front of me, what should I do?"

But just when Shikamaru felt helpless and even began to despair, the sound of a crisp weapon collision cracked and suddenly pulled his attention back.

"Ding……"

Hearing this voice, Shikamaru immediately widened his eyes, then looked in the direction of the voice, but found that at this time Zhang Miao was behind one more person.

This man has white hair and a grim face. He is wearing a white linen robe, a purple note tether tied around his waist, and a tai chi gossip printed on the hem of his pants. case.

The most important thing is that at this moment he held a sharp and white thorn in his hand, and looking at the color shape, it was like a weapon made of bones.

At this point he used this weapon to parry the **** March sickle in the flying section!

At this moment, Shikamaru suddenly remembered this person's identity.

"This man ... seems to be someone who chased Naruto in the village three years ago. He ... seems to be called Junzabu?"

It turned out that it wasn't anyone else who was standing behind Zhang Miao at this time, it was the ninja Zhang Jun who was recruited by Jun Malu's ninja fragments!

Although Zhang Miao's name is a bit frustrated, as a recruiter, Jun Azabu is the strongest form of Jun Malu!

After parrying the **** March Sickle in the flying section, the king's linen is now full of warfare!

Looking at Feiduan's eyes was full of anger.

"You dare to shoot at this honorable adult. Do you know that even if you die 10,000 times, you will not be able to repay your sins?"

"Ha? Blasphemy?"

Hearing Junmabu's words, Feiduan suddenly showed a surprised expression. He pulled the rope in his hand, and immediately took the **** March sickle back into his hand, then held it to point to Junmabu.

"Hey hey, who are you gods? Are there other gods besides the great evil gods in this world? What a joke!"

"Hum, heresy!"

Looking at the flying segment, Jun Azabu's eyes narrowed suddenly, the curse of the earth's chest began to spread to the whole body, and a sharp spur, like a bamboo shoot, emerged from his body. Like sharp tusks!

Mantra printed a form!

Seeing this scene, Fei Duan also put away the disdain on his face and began to face up to the Jun Azabu in front of him, "Who the **** are you?"

"You don't need to know!"

Facing the question of Fei Duan, Jun Azabu, who was extremely angry, suddenly became indifferent. Seeing Fei Duan's eyes became colder, the expression looked like looking at a dead man.

"God profane, take out all your strength, otherwise ... just die in the dance of Hui Ye clan-the dance of corpse bones and Tang Song!"

After completing the transformation of the curse mark, Jun Azabu rushed straight towards the flying section. The dozens of sharp bone spurs growing from his body were also turned into powerful weapons for offense and defense during melee combat. You have to fly.

After a while, Fei Duan had more than a dozen mouths on his body. Although there was not much blood flowing out, he felt a pain in his teeth.

"What the **** is this? What the **** are you?"

Facing the question from Feiduan, Jun Azabu didn't answer his intentions. Instead, when he asked, the bone spurs held in his hands left several deep scratches on his body.

If it was not because the flying segment had the ability to immortal, then I am afraid that this attack of sackcloth alone will make him seriously injured and dying!

Although he could not die, he was chopped like a target, and Fei Duan's heart was still very unhappy, so he started to fight back at Jun Azabu.

Facing the counterattack of the flying segment, Jun Azabu did not flinch, and greeted him directly.

He didn't even parry the attack on the flying segment, and the weapon in his hand took the flying segment's head straight, and sent a pair of wounds for damage.

Seeing this scene, Fei Duan couldn't help but burst into a smile inside.

"Ha ha ha ha, originally I thought it was a terrible opponent. I never thought it was just a fool. In the face of the undead me, what's the use of injury for injury? It seems that I don't even need to use curse now, only You need to cut him directly into two! "

Thinking of this, the flying section did not escape, waving the **** March sickle in his hand, making it spin up like a windmill, and then whistled and chopped towards Jun Jun.

The **** March sickle in the flying section had a fast attack speed and heavy force, and it was successfully cut on Jun Azabu's body, but unfortunately, it was blocked by the spurs emerging from the latter, and also A series of crisp sounds were made.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ..."

Originally, the flying segment thought that the weapon in his own hands could easily cut off the bones of Jun Azabu and even kill him directly.

But what he didn't expect was that his **** March sickle only made a crisp sound when he contacted the bone spurs of Jun Azabu's body, and nothing else happened.

Not to mention that he cut off Jun Azabu, he did not even cut a bone spur on him!

Seeing this scene, Feiduan was shocked.

"How can ... how can this be? How is this possible?"

Of course, I do n’t know about the flying section. Jun Azabu can adjust the density of his bones at will. The spurs that grow from him are extremely defensive. Even Xiao Li, who opened the first door of the eight-door armor, ca n’t hurt them. !!

However, this time the flying section's shock is over, because the bone spurs on Jun Azabu's chest can block his **** March sickle, but his neck cannot stop the sharp bone spurs in Jun Azabu's hand!

"Oh!"

With the sound of the torn cloth, the head on Fei Duan's neck that had been cut off by Ape Fei Asma before was just sewn by the horns. At this time, it was chopped off by Jun Azabu, and then "Beep" fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, with the exception of Zhang Miao, all the people present widened their eyes.

"It's over so soon?"

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, I saw Zhang Miao put her hands in her trouser pockets, and then walked forward without hesitation, walked to the front of the flying section, and then looked down at him condescendingly.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've seen the flying segment, hehe ..."

Listening to Zhang Miao's relaxed tone and the "treacherous" smile on his face, Fei Duan suddenly had an unknown feeling.

And his hunch soon came to fruition.

I saw Zhang Miao laughing while touching her chin.

"I remember who said it. There are two great happy events in this life. One is the long drought that meets Gan Lin, and the other is that the old people know each other in their hometown. It is rare that our old friends will not meet again for a long time.

After speaking, Zhang Miao pulled down her pants, and when she saw this scene, Fei Duan's face changed suddenly!

"Asshole, dare ... grunt grunt grunt ... vomit ... I'm going to kill ... grunt grunt grunt ..."

Everyone: "Σ (° △ ° |||) ︴"