Naruto: The Most Horrible Rebellion

When the distance between the two sides was only more than two meters, the youth slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the fog on the sea seemed to light up, and the surrounding environment seemed to undergo some mysterious and unpredictable change.

Orochimaru's vertical pupils constricted tightly. He couldn't describe what kind of eyes they were. They were as dark and deep as two night skies, and they contained terrifying power and will.

The mere gaze cast at random seemed to have substantive power and made his spirit feel heavy oppression, as if his soul was covered with a layer of weight.

Illusion? momentum?

How is it possible that the eyes of this family can really do harm to his soul?

Orochimaru's heart tightened, realizing that the young man in front of him was a terrible man. After betraying the village, he researched the Forbidden Technique as he pleased, and obtained the Shinigami mask of the country of the extinct vortex. He has done a lot of research on the human soul.

But there is still a lot to be lacked to truly intervene on the soul level.

Because that is a completely different field from the present world, a strange New World.

But I never imagined that today, I would see a rebellious junior who has already stepped into the soul level and far beyond him.

This man had already mastered the corresponding power and leaked from his gaze.

His spiritual will must have penetrated into the incomparably deep level of this world 043 realm, maybe it is a good object of discussion. Orochimaru licked his lips, thoughts flickered in his mind.

Although the heartbeat is as fast as it is about to jump out of the chest, the whole person's spirit is extremely excited.

Tangwu also noticed Orochimaru's enthusiastic eyes, without a trace of disgust or boredom on his face, just glanced at them lightly, and smiled: It’s Senior Orochimaru, and this one...It doesn’t seem to be the yin and yang of human beings. Escape creation? Hmm, it seems that there is also the Wood Style cell breath of First Generation?

Although it was a questioning speech, the tone was extremely positive.

Jue's face stiffened, and with a faint sweep, it felt a horror that all of it had been seen through.

Orochimaru heard the words "Yin Yang Escape Creation" and Wood Style Cells, and immediately turned his gaze. He looked at Jue next to his eyes with disbelief and surprise. The pale golden eyes lit up like gold. Flame.

Although he perceives this place which is absolutely different from normal people, the details are not clear. However, Orochimaru only took a peripheral look, and immediately focused on Tangwu again.

Compared with Jue's Secret, the young man who saw through the Yin and Yang creation and Wood Style cells at a glance made him more interested.

"Hehe, really a keen insight. Jue Jue sullenly smiled a few times, and his body sank quickly, blending into the interior of the ship.

And all the way down, sinking directly into the sea from the bottom of the ship.

Tangwu also saw it, and his gaze left Orochimaru and followed Jue sank to the bottom of the sea. He picked up his fingers slightly, considering that the opponent is a creature of the Yin and Wood Style cell clones, no normal diet is needed, and it will not die if it sinks to the bottom of the sea. A tiny electric light burst out from the fingertips.

But after a while, it fell silent again, and for some reason, he refused to leave. You let him go? Orochimaru looked at Tangwu and asked.

"I can't do that kind of yin creation. I don't want to offend his master for the time being. Tangwu said lightly, and then returned his gaze to Orochimaru, focusing on his clothes with black background and red clouds.

With the same clothing, you seem to belong to a certain organization.

Yes, maybe you haven't heard of it, but this is a secret mercenary organization called Akatsuki that has recruited many rebels and carried out large-scale activities during the Ninja War. Orochimaru licked his lips and smiled lowly: This time, I'm here to invite you.

Tangwu also smiled and said: I don't feel any sincerity.

"You can refuse, it doesn't matter at all. Orochimaru's pair of vertical walls stared at him, his expression was quite expectant, and he said, "Befg, it's better to say, I personally hope you refuse."

It sounds unreliable.

Haha, it's not a big deal, it's just that no one can refuse Xiao. "

"Does it mean I will be killed if I don't join? Tangwu raised his eyebrows, feeling that I haven't heard anyone speak to him like this for a long time. The copyright of the novel resources belongs to the original author. The text is for personal study and trial reading only, please Delete within 24 hours after downloading, please support subscribing to genuine novels and refuse to piracy!

This novel was first published by "Dragon"

Feilu Novel Inner Group

More exciting Feilu novels are in the hands of the owner

Welcome to the group

He didn't know that Orochimaru stayed at sea after seeing the white light on the border that day. The defeat of Jiraiya, the name of the pale god has not yet been introduced to Orochimaru's ears, and the impression of Tangwu has been stuck in Konoha's claim that this is a concept of defeating Mangekyō, with the shadow of the ancestor Madara.

However, Tangwu didn't feel angry, he just sighed slightly, his right hand was already pressed on the sword, and said: Well, the ninja must use the ninja way to show his strength, and then he can determine the attitude of speaking. "

Orochimaru felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and there was no change in the youth's breath in front of him, and his expression was peaceful and peaceful, without murder.

But the intuition from the soul made Orochimaru feel that a terrible crisis was coming. "That's right, Uchiha Tangwu. He laughed, seemingly not worried at all.

My sword is fast, be careful. "

Tangwu also smiled slightly, and immediately drew out the Chūnin knife.

Air.

When the voice fell, a wind suddenly gushed from Tangwu's hand, blowing frantically on the light track between the two.

The clanging sound of the friction between the knife and the sheath turned into an electric rainbow lasing, and a bright spark was drawn in the air jumping in the sheath, xenon hydrogen filled with high-temperature smoke.

Then, the axis of time seemed to be pulled out of one grid.

Ruoqingyan.

The knife was still in its sheath at the first glance, and Tangwu had lightly put it on his legs in the next. Orochimaru's hair on the loose boat was fluttered by the wind, and his pupils condensed into pinholes at this moment, and then blinked quickly. Based on the residual light and shadow on the retina, I recalled the knife beyond reaction.

For a moment he gasped roughly, as if he had just escaped from suffocation, big beads of sweat appeared from his face, and he quickly lowered his head to check himself.

However, there was no injury.

Orochimaru was startled, and quickly looked down the ship.

I saw a blood red color on the sea. Under Tangwu's faint gaze, a corpse of Orochimaru that had been cut off slowly floated up. The charred flesh and intestines were washed out by the blood and mixed into a pool of blood.

Only the pale and long face was left, and he raised his eyes to meet Tangwu.

"I said, my sword is very fast." Tangwu said to that face with a shake of his long sword.

Thank you for reading this story at wuxiamtl.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!