Chapter 28: Seven Swordsmen of the Mist (2)

"Dammit, he can see us."

In this case, no matter how stupid the Seven Ninja Swordsmen are, they know that the other party has a way to detect their position, but now they have been suppressed by the characteristic Kirigakure Technique.

"Dammit, hurry up and disperse this damn fog."

Seeing that the opponent's attacks were actually aimed at them, Jūzō yelled to inform the companions of him.

Of course, the others also noticed this and immediately dissipated the chakra, but still the white mist dissipated very slowly.

"Damn it, damn it."

Jūzō wouldn't stop cursing.

"Desert Sunflower!"

Crocodile's voice sounded in the white mist on the other side, without the slightest concealment, and then, the land quickly dried up, and even began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly turning into sand.

"You are exposed."

Jūzō sneered, grabbed Kubikiribōchō, and quickly brandished in the direction of the sound.

The others did not hesitate either.

Since he is not one of their own, he must be the enemy, and the seven ninja swords rushed towards Crocodile.

But the group suddenly found that the air was getting drier. As they advanced, the ground became softer and softer. It had completely turned into flowing sand, and each step fell into it, making them uneasy a bit, but while still controlling the chakra under their feet, they quickly rushed forward.

Of course, because the air became dry, the white water mist also became thinner, which made the Seven Ninja Swordsmen a little uncomfortable, but at the same time they were a little happy.

However, as the white mist became thinner, Jūzō also felt that something was wrong, because in the light white mist, there were still a few particles of sand that were hitting his face in intense pain.

"Stop, get ready for ninjutsu."

Suddenly, Jūzō let out a low voice and everyone stopped, without hesitation, they began to seal with their hands. Even Raiga stopped joking, holding his swords Fangs followed everyone to quickly prepare for the ninjutsu.

As everyone prepared for the ninjutsu, a strong wind suddenly blew in their faces, sweeping away all the mist, and a hundred meters in front of them, there was a plaid shirt, more than one or two meters tall, a man in a black robe. on his shoulders he held a cigarette in his mouth.

What surprised several people was that the other party did not need to make any seals. When he raised his palm, a small whirlwind of yellow sand spun and condensed on the man's hand.

"Sandstorm, Desert Tornado"

Crocodile looked at them amused, smiled and threw the little whirlwind that he had in his hands. The whirlwind just hit the ground and touched the yellow sand on the ground.

At this time, the Seven Swordsmen were also ready for ninjutsu, and the steam quickly gathered in front of several people.

"Water Style • Water Dragon Bomb Technique!"

"Water Style • Big Waterfall Technique!"

"Water Style • Water Iron Cannon Technique!"

"Water Style • Explosive Water Race!"

"Lightning Style • Thunder Dragon!"

"Water Style • Water Dragon Annexation!"

"Water Style • Water Breaking Strike Technique!"

Facing Crocodile's vicious attack, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen's Water Styles were also released, and all kinds of water dragons, water bombs, and thunder dragons roared towards Crocodile's whirlwind of sand.

"boom!"

Crocodile desert tornado collided with seven ninjutsu, making an explosion sound, the Marine Base building was slightly affected, leaving countless large and small pits.

"I've seen you, it's time for my decapitating sword to suck some of your blood."

Jūzō moved and quickly reached Crocodile with the unrelenting power of the explosion after the ninjutsu collided with the tornado.

The large sword, measuring over a meter in length and over a foot in width, left only afterimages in Jūzō's hands. yes

He holds the handle of the knife with one hand and pushes the back of the knife with the other hand, whirring. He cut straight for Crocodile.

At such a move, Crocodile reacted and his left arm hit the greatsword with his golden hook.

"Keng!"

There was a sharp sound.

"Samehada's Flying Chain Slash!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind Crocodile.

Fubuki Suikazan appeared behind Jūzō with Samehada. Samehada's handle suddenly stretched over ten meters and bent like a chain.

"Hey"

Crocodile's eyes were stunned, a little surprised. With Jūzō's pressure, it was impossible for him to dodge that attack, and Samehada struck him in the waist.

"Hehehe, die."

Seeing that Crocodile was about to be impaled by Samehada, the two of them showed cruel smiles. Although this time there were twists and turns, at least half of the mission was nearing completion. Only the other guy who was hiding in the fog is missing.

"Oh!"

Without any suspense, Samehada slammed into Crocodile's ribs,

"Hey"

"Arena, is it a substitute? Or an illusion?!"

After Samehada crashed into Crocodile, instead of blood splattering as expected, he took out a piece of sand, causing Jūzō, who was facing Crocodile, to be speechless.

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