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"Oh, fog?" Xuan stretched out his hand, and there was a thin layer of fog in the camp, and a trace of sea smell came from the fog.

Although it's inland, it's not far from the coast. It's always normal to have sea fog in the morning. But if the haze gets heavier and heavier over time, there's a problem.

"What an anxious fog. I thought I would wait a few more days." Murmuring in a low voice, the corner of Xuan's mouth arouses a trace of smile.

"Come on, blow the trumpet. The fog is coming."

The loud and powerful bugle sound resounded through the camp, and countless ninjas quickly assembled to form a square array under the leadership of their respective captains.

"Vice patriarch!" Yu Zhibo Tian comes to Xuan's side and asks for instructions in a low voice.

Muye's Ninja has quickly arrived around the camp, alert, and assigned enough reserve forces ready to take over at any time, sensing that Ninja uses various secret methods to find hidden enemies in the fog.

"Organize the wind to escape ninja and try to blow the fog away." Xuanshen voice orders, eyes have turned a piece of blood red, the ghost of the three hook jade in which slowly rotate.

He did not see the figure of the enemy in the fog, but the experience of countless battles told him that there were hidden enemies.

The so-called military speed is nothing more than the present situation. No matter where you think about it, launching a surprise attack just after the leaves arrive is also the right choice.

"Wind escape, the art of Hurricane!"

Hundreds of wind escape ninjas were summoned together to make a powerful wind escape. A violent hurricane suddenly gathered in the air and swept out in all directions.

When the strong wind blows, the fog becomes a little swaying, and the vision around is gradually clear. However, at this time, the strong chakra wave comes, and the fog suddenly becomes more intense.

"Two and a half to the left, that's where the chakra came from." In the moment of dense fog, the Ninja roars with his eyes closed.

"OK!"

The Ninja yelled in that direction, and everyone started to stamp at the same time.

"Fire escape, the art of spraying fire!"

"Lei Dun, blast thunder bomb!"

"Earth Dun, the art of earth and stone!"

……

All kinds of Ninjutsu were attacking in the distance, and there was a roar of explosion. There was no sound or scream, as if all of them had hit the space.

And at this time, the fog became more thick, and even reached the point where one could not see his fingers. He could not see anyone except his companions.

"Be careful, everyone. This is fog hidden assassination. Everyone should keep calm and stand back to back immediately. Be alert to attacks from any corner. Don't use ninja. After being attacked, you can directly use kuwu or long knife to fight back."

At this time, his years of fighting experience can play a crucial role.

The Warring States period lasted for countless years, but there was no frequent communication between the major powers, and there was a great difference in the ninja skills between them. It was the first time that the Muye Ninja met with such a strange way of fighting as Wuyin village.

In terms of assassination, no one in the five villages can escape from the fog.

Ah!

The first scream appeared, the easternmost part of the camp.

Then, the whole camp began to be noisy, the sound of the cross attack of weapons sounded, and quickly became chaotic.

"This way, here's the fog hidden ninja."

"Here, someone is injured. The medical class. Where is the medical class?"

"I cut him. I cut a fog."

In the chaos, the voice of the woodleaf Ninja kept ringing, and all the voices fluctuated with each other, making people confused.

"My Lord." Yu Zhibo Tian flashed to Xuan's side, and the long knife in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"Now, my lord?" Yu Zhibo Tian asked, his eyes were constantly spinning. Even with his ability to write wheel eyes, he could only catch fleeting figures.

Xuan sighed and said helplessly: "after only a few years of peace, the combat effectiveness of these guys has dropped to this level. Even if the other side's attack method is strange, if it was yuzhibo's troops, they would never be confused to this extent."

In fact, Xuan's words somewhat wronged Muye's troops, because in itself, it is not a fair thing to compare yuzhibo's ninja.

Yu Zhibo and Qianshou, the two major families of the Warring States period, were able to stand in that position not only because of the characteristics of writing wheel eyes and chakra jars, but also because of their bloodiness and well-trained discipline.

The combat effectiveness of the two clans is much higher than that of the other big clans. For example, most of the troops coming here are from other tolerance ethnic groups. In addition, after several years of peace, the combat effectiveness has declined, and the way of attack has never been seen before. Many factors have combined to create the present chaotic situation.

"To close up the troops, at this time, you can only do it yourself." Xuan sighed that his hands had begun to print.

Yuzhi Botian quickly takes orders to gather troops.

At this time, Xuan was already pointing to the sky with one hand, and the huge and condensed chakra rose to the sky, "the wind escapes and the divine wind descends from the sky!"S-level wind Dun shot, but also the use of Xuan, a master who transcends the limit of shadow level, makes the sky suddenly ring out a roar.

The next moment, an indescribable storm swept out, like the wind god's roar, wave after wave.

This move was learned by Xuan after the foundation of Muye. It was an S-level Ninja handed to Muye by the Zhicun clan. Xuan didn't let it go after he saw it. Anyway, he didn't put himself under pressure because of his art.

With the continuous spread of the strong wind, countless stones were rolled up, and the forest was shaking for it. The fog did not disperse because the wind was not strong enough. Under this scale of wind escape, the fog became thin rapidly and almost dispersed in several breaths.

When the ninja of Muye looked, he saw that there were many mists around the camp, holding kuwuwu or long sword in his hand, at least several thousand, even in the camp.

Xuan gave a sneer: "since the mice have come out, they should all stay."

Before the words fell, he had already jumped up, his eyes turned into kaleidoscope patterns, the dark flame turned into fire, and the rain scattered around him, and under the influence of the earth life, he suddenly rose and rose, like a great net.

"Retreat, retreat." A front fog Yin roars, as if is the leader of this attack.

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