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Chapter 49 Leave a name on the little book that will never be cut again

It seems that today, my master’s beheading sword can drink the blood of the strong again.”

"All members are on guard!" The gloomy voice fell and Maji quickly issued an order.

"Gaara, your sand is well defended and protect everyone in the caravan."

"Temari, use the wind escape to blow away the surrounding fog and maintain your vision."

"Kankuro, pay attention to the movements around you. Once someone dares to approach the meteorite, use your puppet immediately."

Whoosh.

However, when he issued the order, a sharp beheading sword had already flown across the fog.

The beheading sword slashed straight towards everyone's waists with a spin.

Gaara heard the sound and formed the sand in the gourd into a wall. With a clang, the beheading knife was chopped firmly on the sand wall.

The crowd's hearts were not yet settled, and the figure of a masked man in the fog appeared beside the beheading sword.

When I drew the knife with my hand, my body flashed across the sand wall, and there was another swing and slash in an instant!

Gaara had long expected that he would not easily throw the decapitation sword as a disposable hidden weapon, and his backhand was ready. At this time, the crane guard's claws in his body stretched out again and slapped the decapitation sword to the ground with force.

If he did not cut deep into his defense, his feet would sink. The ground, which was flowing sand, was dragging him into the ground with great adsorption force.

Sand-bound coffin!

The sand wall in front collapsed violently, and the loose sand that had been in the gourd for a long time would be wrapped in an instant, wrapping him into a human meat dumpling.

Before the sand-bound coffin was completely formed, I looked at Gaara, the small man in front of me, as if this deep glance was to imprint Gaara in my memory.

This cold-blooded killer's eyes made people feel very uncomfortable. Gaara frowned and held his hand heavily.

Sand Waterfall Funeral!

The sand starts from the outside and appears strong pressure, squeezing into the inside.

Bang!

However, the regular blood rain at the Sand Waterfall funeral did not splash out, but instead there was a water flow, squeezed out by strong pressure.

The beheading sword that was slapped on the ground by the Crane's claws also turned into water.

Water clone.

If you don’t kill me, you won’t be so reckless. You won’t even understand the staffing configuration of their team, so you will do it rashly.

"Temari."

He shouted Temari, who was a little stunned due to the tension of the situation, and the latter immediately reacted, opened the Samsung fan and used the wind escape.

This long-awaited wind escape ninjutsu formed a strong wind with a huge range under the 100% power of the Three Star Fan.

When the wind blows, the water vapor and mist in the air are swept away in an instant.

The fog dissipates.

The bright sun in the sky finally shone through the light.

The few people's vision was no longer restricted. They saw a masked man with no eyebrows and panda eyes standing in a tree not far away.

Zabuzen was staring at Gaara.

Through the information conveyed by the water clone, it is not difficult to judge if you don’t kill it. The youngest child in the squad in front of you may be the most dangerous one.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "...Little devil, come and call me."

Gaara's expression remained unchanged and replied faintly: "If you have a small notebook, you can record it now. The person who defeats you is the fifth generation of Fengying in the future, Gaara."

"Is the fifth generation of Fengying..." Zai Buzhen murmured.

Judging from the strength Gaara just showed, it is difficult for him to regard this as a joke.

Although the water clone is only one-tenth of his strength, his combat experience is the same. With his rich experience, he failed to realize that he fell into this kid's sand trap.

From this point of view, we can understand that Gaara not only has strong strength, but also has a fear of combat intelligence and combat experience.

But...he is too young after all.

"In the ninja world, there is never a shortage of geniuses, all you lack is a genius who grows up. Little kid, if you can survive smoothly, you may really become the fifth generation of Fengying in the future.

Unfortunately... today is the day of your death!"
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