The many ninjas of Haki looked at the patriarch who was struggling to stand up, and their grief and anger surged uncontrollably. They wanted to rush up to help, but even the patriarch and others were no match for them, so what could they do?

"Why are you standing there? Let's go quickly, I'll hold him back." Masahiko Haki roared, and he plucked up the remaining power and rushed towards Qiang.

The Shikiki Ninja looked at the clan leader with tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth and turned around and left. As ninjas, they knew what their most correct choice was at this time.

"Hold me?"

Xuan murmured to himself and sneered: "Just based on you now?"

As the kaleidoscope rotated, his body suddenly stiffened, and the long sword waving in his hand could no longer move forward. Time seemed to be still at this moment, and it was difficult to even move a finger.

"What kind of ninjutsu is this?" Masahiko Haki was shocked in the heart, but Gen obviously would not answer. He was greeted with all his strength.

With a bang, he was trampled into the ground, and the solid land was immediately dissatisfied with cracks. A large area of ​​blood was overflowing under Masahiko Hashiki, and he had already vented more and less.

Xuan looked at him and knew that he was not dead yet, so he ignored him. Instead, he turned around and looked around. Countless Qimu tribe members jumped high and fled to all directions. They knew the principles for escaping and must not escape in the same direction.

"It's so naive to try to escape in front of the flying thunder god."

He murmured to himself, Xuan's figure suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Xuan's figure appeared in all directions of the Hashimu tribe. He waved the Amaterasu sword in his hand and waved it with one sword, at least he would take away the life of a Hashimu tribe member.

In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of Uchiha Xuan appeared, ruthlessly slaughtering everyone.

As early as when he was fighting with Masahiko Hashiki and the others, Gui sprinkled out countless flying thunder gods. After being avoided by Masahiko Hashiki and the others, some fell on the Hashiki tribe's land, and some were deliberately thrown far away by him and landed on the edge of the Hashiki tribe's land.

It was at that moment that the Hashimu tribe land had actually fallen into the control of Chiang, and no Hashimu ninja could escape.

Every sword out means the death of a Hashimu tribe member. A large piece of blood splashed and turned into a blood rain. Desolate screams sounded one after another. Masahiko Hashimu who fell to the ground felt extremely painful. Every scream of the Hashimu tribe member stabbed him in his heart like a sharp knife.

The rolling thunder came, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the clouds were unknown. At the beginning, the huge chakra of both sides triggered changes in the celestial phenomena, and at this moment, there was a result.

It seemed as if God couldn't bear to see this scene. Heavy rain fell down, washing the bright red flowing on the earth.

After many tribes died, the Qimu tribe was killed so frightened that it finally stopped escaping, gathered together in a complicated expression, and remained silent.

Hashiki, who stopped the blood in his left arm, found a long knife where he stood up and the cold rain hit him. He seemed to have not felt it. No matter how cold the rain was, how could it be colder than his heart at this moment?

What expression should I use at this time? I think I can only smile bitterly. Who would have thought that a thirteen-year-old boy was so terrifying that he could destroy the entire Qimu clan with his own strength. This kind of thing would probably be regarded as a joke by others if he said it before, but it happened tonight.

He subconsciously tightened the long sword in his right hand. It's useless to say anything at this time. He can only try his best to fight a way out for his tribe members. How many people can escape?

Thinking of this, Haki Suo looked back at the clan leader who was lying on the ground, strode towards him, inserted his long sword beside him, and helped him up with his only remaining arm, and asked, "Can you still work?"

Masahiko Haki coughed loudly, and every time he coughed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was shocking.

Haki Su sighed and said, "Your old injury was not healed back then, and your strength fell similar to mine. Otherwise, we might not have fallen to this point today. Now, the old injury is caused by serious injuries, and the situation is not optimistic."

Masahiko Hashigi stood up tremblingly, shook her head and didn't say anything, but looked at the not-far high place. He saw that there was a high rock in the ruins. He built it with earth escape and was looking down at all the Hashigi tribe members.

Qian Ju looked down at the surviving Hachimu clan leader, without any emotion in his eyes. He naturally saw the actions of Hachimu Shuhui and Hachimu Masahiko, but ignored them. After all, the two of them were no longer threatening.

There are only about fifty people left in the Qimu tribe. The children and those who are not strong have been killed or injured at the beginning. The remaining strength is mostly good, and the lowest one is also a special level of a supreme ninja. Most of them are supreme ninjas. This proportion of masters is indeed scary in the Warring States Period.

Masahiko Haki helped everyone back and said loudly: "Listen to me, now only by gathering everyone's strength can we strive for a way out. Everyone gathers thunder to attack him. No matter how strong he is, there is only one person. This is our last chance."

The people of the Qimu tribe looked at the clan leader who was breathing heavily, and a trace of spirit appeared in their eyes. They nodded heavily. With their seals, a lightning suddenly appeared in everyone's hands, and the light called hope flashed in their eyes.

"It's time to this point, haven't you given up yet?"

Xuan looked at them and said in an inexplicable tone that at this moment, he even had the idea of ​​letting them go. He shook his head and drove this idea out of his mind. He could not understand the truth that the grass was cut and the roots would not be eradicated. How could he not understand the truth that the spring breeze would blow again?

"Since that's the case, let me knock you down with the thunder escape you are proud of, which can also be regarded as a perfect end to the Flagwood."

Xuan said loudly, silently in his heart: "System, exchange for the Qilin."

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rumbling thunder sounded far away. Suddenly, a giant thunder beast that seemed to have cut through the sky fell from it, like a thunder and lightning unicorn.

Below, a large jagged lightning was facing upwards. The two sides passed a brief stalemate in the air. Finally, as a giant ink green appeared, the unicorn fell down, the earth was trembling, and the roar was endless.

In the heavy rain, Xuan stepped into the ruins of the Hashimu tribe and pulled up the Hashimu Masahiko at his feet. At this time, he had already died. Xuan sighed and threw his body down.

Before, he had thought about whether to leave the Hachiki clan's survivor for Kakashi, but now it seems that he can't stay.

He turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment a black shadow came at an extremely fast speed. He looked at the ruined Qimu tribe in front of him in shock, looked at Xuan with anger and said in a cold voice: "Is this what you did?"

Under the burning Amaterasu fire, Xuan saw the person's appearance clearly and chuckled, "Tobirama, you're late."

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Chapter completed!