Chapter 687: Quartet

The scattered yellow sand broke away from the shackles of Mu Dun, and then gathered in the distance, and became like the original Fengying again.
"Huh?" Qianshouzhu frowned lightly, "Is it a special Blood Succession Boundary? I haven't seen it before."
Thinking in his heart, he was not slow in his hands, while still distractingly manipulating the birth of the flower and tree world, while making seals with one hand.
There are too many people in the original book about this kind of one-handed knot printing. The most famous one is probably Uchiha Itachi. But in fact, this trick is not difficult to learn, as long as the talent is good, coupled with special training methods, it is easy to master.
At least Xuan learned this trick by his own efforts when he was young. After the establishment of Konoha Village, all races had to hand in ninjutsu, and it was natural that they couldn't be stubborn. They left shadow clones and several other ninjutsu there, including the technique of one-handed knot printing.
Both Zhuma and Madara now know how to make a one-handed seal.
"Wooden escape, forest burial!" With one hand erected, there was a soft shout between the thousand hands pillars, and suddenly five giant trees rushed up from the ground, surpassing the growth of all the plants in this world, soaring, and in a blink of an eye they became five supporting the sky. The wood and the small vines stretch out at the same time, intertwined with each other, like a skynet.
"Sand Dun, the condensation of sand!"
Faced with this situation, the first generation Fengying calmly responded, his eyes moved lightly, and everything in front of him was fully visible. A circle of yellow sand quickly spread around him. As long as the vines touched, they were immediately attached to and turned into Solidify the air for the yellow sand.
In a blink of an eye, all the giant trees turned into yellow sand at the same time, drifting away with the wind.
"Wind Escape, Upanishad, Death Tornado!"
At the moment when the Senjujutsu attack was resolved, the first generation of Fengying used one of the strongest ninjutsu in Fengdan.
The tornado that appeared purely for destruction suddenly appeared, black as ink, and terrifying. The next moment, the tornado rushed towards the thousand hand pillars, intending to destroy everything along the way.
Qianshouzhuma finally showed a solemn expression, the right hand Jieyin that had been maintained was removed, and the "Birthday of the Flower and Tree World" that had not stopped since the war finally stopped.
"It's really not a good role to be able to unify a big country and build a village." With a secret voice in his heart, the hands between the Qianshouzhu suddenly closed.
"Mu Dun, the technique of the wooden dragon!"
With a roar, the earth seemed to be roaring, and a wooden dragon nearly a hundred meters long appeared suddenly, directly facing the death tornado in the sky, the wooden dragon came alive, his eyes showed contempt for the common people, like the real wood god.
The pitch-black tornado collided with the wooden dragon, a loud explosion sounded, the dazzling burst with pitch-black light, and the aftermath rolled in.
The death tornado of the Upanishad class could not hinder the advancement of the wood dragon, and was washed away in a few breaths, and rushed away from the first generation Fengying unabated.
It seemed that he didn't expect that his ninjutsu would be broken so easily. He didn't react until the wood dragon attacked him. The desertification was quickly launched, and it turned into yellow sand and then dispersed back.
Mulong opened his mouth, and a roar came out. He swallowed nearly one-third of the yellow sand and was absorbed by Chakra under the characteristics of Mu Dun, completely turning it into ordinary sand.
In the distance, the remaining yellow sand gathered and turned back into the appearance of the original Fengying, his face was a little pale, and his aura was even weaker than before.
In the sky, the typhoon that has been blowing away pollen is getting weaker and weaker, the chakras in it are also exhausted at this moment, and the wind stops.
The pollen that was born in the flower tree world fell again, and the ninja with sand hidden began to fall to the ground in large numbers.
Looking at the huge forest group in front of him, and then at the wooden dragon in the sky, the first generation Fengying gritted his teeth and shouted: "Retreat!"
He himself took advantage of this moment to Jieyin, "Wind escape, sandstorm!"
The wind swept through, and there were countless yellow sand mixed in. Although it was not a desert, there was a strong sandstorm swept through, rolling yellow sand, obscuring everyone's sight.
Taking advantage of this time, the ninjas in Shayin Village retreated quickly.
After a while, the dust receded, and there were no ninjas in the sand hidden village on the battlefield.
Qianshou Zhuma was expressionless, and after dispersing the wooden dragon, he turned and leaped towards Konoha's large group. As he approached the large army, an elder from the Qianshou family greeted him, saluting and asking: "Patriarch, now Shayin has retreated, what should we do?"
Qianshou Zhuma said in a deep voice: "Immediately organize the troops and chase them. Now we don’t know the other three sides of the battle. We must quickly open up the situation. This time we don’t need to keep our hands. If Shayin refuses to surrender, even if she catches up to the Kingdom of Wind In the territory, call me all the way."
It is rare for everyone to see the Thousand Hands Pillars, and they are overjoyed and said: "Yes."
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On the western battlefield, Senjujuma took the lead in gaining the advantage by virtue of his strong personal ability.
Let's talk about the battlefield in the northwest.
The brilliance of the setting sun fell on the earth, and before the fortifications, countless ninjas rushed to kill each other, with Konoha's forehead guard on one side, and Iwain's forehead guard on the other.
The most elite ninjas from both sides fought together at zero distance. The blood collided with death, and the blood gathered into streams and flowed, dyeing the earth red.
As time passed, more and more corpses fell, until the sun completely covered the earth, and the ninjas of Yanyin Village began to retreat in an orderly manner.
Thousands of hands panted, using one-handed support to prevent himself from falling down. Next to him were the four patriarchs of Inuzuka, Yuonome, Sarutobi, and Shimura.
At the same time, they raised their eyes and looked into the air, where a figure was floating, slowly moving away.
"Master Feijian, they really retreated." Patriarch Inuzuka breathed a sigh of relief. The war has lasted from noon until now, and everyone has long been exhausted.
That figure is the first generation of earth shadows. On the battlefield, he took pictures of Konoha Ninja into unimaginable casualties. Fortunately, Qianshoujian stopped him in time, which barely held the line of defense.
Qianshoujian stood up swayingly, and calmly ordered: "Let everyone return to the camp and take a quick rest. At the same time, send people from the roots to monitor Yanyin's movement. Brother gives us this line of defense. Can’t be opened here."
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In this way, with different battlefields on all sides, the first Ninja War continued.
Xuan Ju looked to the east, where it was shrouded in thick fog all year round. He felt that after such a long time, he should do something.

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