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The scattered yellow sand broke away from the shackles of Mudun, and then gathered in the distance and became the shape of the early wind shadow.

"Well?" The eyebrow between thousand hand column light frown, "is the special blood to continue the limit, did not see."

Thinking in his heart, he was not slow on his hand, and he was still distracted and manipulated the birth of the flower and tree world, and at the same time, he made a single hand printing.

There are too many people in the original book about one hand printing. The most famous one is probably Yuzhi Boju. But in fact, this is not difficult to learn, as long as the talent is good, supplemented by special training methods, it is easy to master.

At least Xuan learned this skill by his own efforts when he was young. After the establishment of Muye village, all ethnic groups had to hand in ninja. Xuan naturally couldn't afford to give up all his hair. There he left a shadow body and several other kinds of Ninja, including the technique of one hand printing.

Now both the column and the spot know how to make one hand printing.

"Mu Dun, forest bound burial!" With one hand up and a light drink among the thousand hand pillars, five giant trees suddenly burst from the earth and soared at a speed faster than all the plants in the world. In a flash, they became five supporting trees. The small vines stretched out at the same time and interwoven with each other, just like the sky net.

"Sand escape, sand cohesion!"

In the face of this situation, the first generation of Fengying calmly dealt with the situation, and his eyes moved gently. A circle of yellow sand spread rapidly around him. As long as he touched the vines, he was immediately attached to sand and turned into sand and solidified in the air.

In the twinkling of an eye, all the giant trees turned into yellow sand at the same time and drifted away with the wind.

"Death, tornado!"

At the moment of dissolving the attack between the thousand handed pillars, the early wind shadow used one of the strongest ninja skills in wind dun.

It seems that the tornado that appears purely for the purpose of destruction suddenly appears. It is as black as ink and deep as terror. At the next moment, the tornado rushes toward the thousand handed pillars, intending to destroy everything along the way.

At last, a dignified look appeared between the pillars of the thousand hands. The right hand seal that had been maintained was removed, and the birth of flowers and trees, which had never stopped since the war, finally stopped.

"It's really not a good role to be able to unify the country and establish villages." A voice in the heart, the hands suddenly closed between the pillars.

"Mudun, the art of wooden dragon!"

With a roar, the earth seemed to be roaring. A wooden dragon nearly 100 meters long suddenly appeared, facing the death tornado in the sky. The wooden dragon was vivid, and his eyes looked scornful of human beings, just like the real God of wood.

The black tornado and the wooden dragon collide at the same place, and the explosion sound is loud. The dazzling black light bursts out, and the afterwaves roll on.

The death tornado of the aoyi level could not hinder the wooden dragon's progress at all. In a few breaths, it was dispersed, and the remaining momentum rushed toward the early wind shadow.

It seems that he didn't expect his ninja to be broken so easily. He didn't react until the wooden dragon attacked him. The desertification started in a hurry, and turned into yellow sand and scattered backward.

Wooden dragon opened his mouth and roared out. Nearly one third of the yellow sand was swallowed by him, and was absorbed by chakra under the characteristics of Mudun, and completely turned into ordinary sand.

In the distance, the rest of the yellow sand gathered together and turned into the shape of the early wind shadow. The face was a little pale, and the breath was much weaker than just now.

In the sky, the balloons that have been blowing pollen are getting weaker and weaker. Chakra is also exhausted at this moment, and the gale stops.

The pollen of the flower tree world falls again, and the ninja who is once again covered with sand begins to fall to the ground.

Looking at the huge forest group in front of you and the wooden dragon in the sky, the early wind shadow bit his teeth and roared: "retreat!"

He himself took advantage of this time to seal, "wind run, sandstorm!"

Although it is not a desert, there is a strong sandstorm sweeping, rolling yellow sand, covering people's sight.

Taking advantage of this time, the ninja in shayin village quickly withdrew.

A moment later, the dust retreated, and there was no ninja in shayin village.

There is no expression between the thousand hand pillars. After dispersing the wooden dragon, he turns and jumps towards the army of wood leaves. As he approached the army, an elder of the thousand handed family met him and saluted and asked, "patriarch, now that Sha Yin has retreated, what should we do?"

The thousand hand pillars said in a deep voice: "immediately sort out the troops and chase them. Now we don't know the situation of the other three sides of the war. We must quickly open up the situation. This time, we don't need to keep our hands. If Sha Yin refuses to surrender, even if he pursues fengzhiguo, he will fight all the way to me."

People rarely see such a thousand hands between the pillars, smell the speech with great joy: "yes."

……

In the Western battlefield, qianshouzhu took the lead in gaining advantages by virtue of his strong personal ability.

Let's talk about the northwest battlefield.

In front of the fortifications, countless ninjas rushed to kill each other, one side with a wooden leaf guard, the other with a rock hidden forehead.

Both sides of the most elite Ninja Zero Distance fight together, blood and death shock, blood gathered into a stream flowing, the earth dyed red.

As time went by, more and more bodies fell down. Until the sun completely disappeared, the ninja in Yanyin village began to retreat orderly.A thousand hands gasped and held the ground with a single knife to keep him from falling. Beside him, there were four patriarchs, namely, gouzhong, younu, ape Fei and Zhicun.

At the same time, they raised their eyes and looked into the air, where a figure floated away slowly.

"Lord, they really retreated." The kouzaka clan chief relaxed his mouth. The war started at noon and has lasted until now, and the people have already been exhausted.

That figure is the early earth shadow. On the battlefield, he took a picture of the ninja of Muye, causing unexpected casualties. Fortunately, he stopped him in time among thousands of hands, so that he could barely hold the defense line.

A thousand hands swayed to his feet and calmly ordered, "let everyone go back to the camp and have a quick rest. At the same time, send the" root "people to monitor the movement of Yanyin. The elder brother gives us this defense line, and that gap must not be opened here."

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In this way, under the circumstances of different battlefields on all sides, the first World War of tolerance continued.

Xuan raised his eyes and looked to the East, where he was shrouded in thick fog all the year round. He felt that after such a long time, he should do something about himself.

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