This place gives off a bad feeling

He asked in a low voice, "Do you know us?"

The man in black sneered and slowly removed his mask, revealing a face covered in scars.

His eyes were icy, but a mocking smile hung on his lips. "Know you? Of course I know you.

Konoha's ninja are always so full of themselves."

Asuma's expression changed, and his grip on his blades tightened slightly. "Who exactly are you?"

The man in black did not answer. He merely slowly raised his scythe and pointed it at Aoba and Asuma. "Want to know? Then try and see if you can survive my hands!"

Battle was on the verge of erupting, and the Chakra fluctuations whipped the desert's wind and sand into an even more violent frenzy.

Aoba and Asuma exchanged a glance, then silently split up and took their positions, ready to face these aggressive enemies.

"Aoba, watch their coordination!"

Asuma shouted lowly as his body became a blur, charging toward the man in black on the left.

Aoba nodded, rapidly forming hand seals as streams of Wind Release Chakra gathered in his palm.

His gaze locked onto the leading man in black, but he could not help recalling the wandering ninja from the night before.

Could it... be him?

A suspicion flashed through Aoba's mind, but the situation left him no time to think further.

The black-clad man's scythe carried fierce killing intent as it slashed viciously toward his throat!

Aoba flashed aside, narrowly avoiding the strike.

His counterattack was swift and precise, a Wind Release ninjutsu shooting straight toward the man in black's chest.

However, the enemy's reaction speed far exceeded his expectations. With a swing of his scythe, he actually cut the Wind Release Chakra apart!

"What a powerful guy!"

Aoba gritted his teeth and quickly retreated to widen