"Jiraiya, get out of my way."
Jiraiya was stunned. "You..."
"Damn..." He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth suddenly--
Many Snakes Luo Formation.
Countless thin snakes spewed out from his mouth, densely packed and overwhelming.
Each of those snakes was as thick as an arm, with sharp sword blades in their mouths, and they rushed towards E Tu like a raging tide.
Thousands of sword snakes instantly swamped E Tu's legs, climbing up its body, and biting its skin crazily with their sword blades.
E Tu lowered his head and glanced at the snakes.
Then it moved.
The tiger's claws swiped violently, and dozens of snakes were beaten into pulp.
The snake's tail flicked, thunder and lightning surged, and hundreds of snakes were electrocuted into coke.
But there were too many snakes. After killing a group, more came up. They got into E Tu's feathers, bit on its black hakama, and wrapped around its antlers.
E Tu's body was soon covered with snakes, densely packed like a squirming blanket of snakes.
Orochimaru A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
Done?
The next second, E Tu moved.
Its body shook violently, and all the muscles in its body tensed instantly.
The sword blades biting it couldn't penetrate it. Its skin was so hard that even the sword snake's blade couldn't break through its defense.
Then it started running wildly.
The three-foot-tall beast was like a moving hill, running rampant among the snakes.
It paid no attention to the attacks of those snakes and allowed them to bite on it. It just trampled, collided and crushed it crazily.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With every step he took, dozens of snakes were trampled into pulp. Its tiger claws kept waving, and with each swing, dozens of snakes were crushed to pieces.
The snake's tail swung wildly, thunder and lightning continued to spurt out, and the snakes fell in pieces wherever they passed.
The attacks of those sword snakes are like tickling it.
Orochimaru's face became extremely ugly.
"How is it possible..."
E Tu stopped suddenly, and both heads turned towards him at the same time. There was no emotion in those burning eyes, only cold murderous intent.
The next second, it disappeared.
Orochimaru's pupils shrank and he instinctively jumped to the side.
But it was still half a beat too slow.
E Tu's tiger claws scraped his body and hit the ground. Although he didn't hit directly, the shock wave sent his whole body flying out. He flipped several somersaults in the air and fell heavily to the ground.
"Cough..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, the wound on his chest burst open, and blood surged wildly.
E Tu didn't give him a chance to breathe. The snake's tail swung violently, the snake head at the end opened its mouth, and the thunder light condensed deep in the throat--
Just then--
"Wild Lion’s Mane Technique!"
Countless white hairs flew from the side and entangled the snake's tail. Each of those hairs was as tough as steel, strangling the snake's tail tightly and preventing it from moving.
Jiraiya stood up from the ruins covered in blood. His hair stretched dozens of feet long and entangled E Tu's tail.
"Orochimaru!" he shouted, "Run!"
Orochimaru struggled to get up, looking at the white-haired bastard who was covered in injuries but still standing, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.
"Jiraiya, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiraiya shouted, "I can't last long!"
E Tu's snake head flicked violently, and those hairs were shaken loudly.
Jiraiya gritted his teeth and tried his best to keep his hair tangled, and the veins on his forehead stood out.
Too strong.
This monster is too powerful.
His hair simply wouldn't last long.
Jiraiya's hair was tightly entangled with E Tu's snake tail, and every hair strand was stretched to the limit, making an overwhelming crunching sound.
His whole body was shaking, and the little chakra he had left was draining away rapidly. The wounds on his body continued to burst with force, and blood dripped down his long white hair, forming a small puddle on the ground.
But he didn't dare to let go.
Even if you hold on for one more second, Orochimaru can run one step further.
"Hurry... run..." His voice was hoarse and his teeth chattered.
"Jiraiya--"
Orochimaru Before he finished speaking, a yellow flash suddenly appeared next to him.
Minato Namikaze.
His shoulder was still bleeding, which was the wound scratched by Shaoyu's bloody blade.
But his eyes were full of exhaustion.
"Lord Orochimaru." Minato's voice was urgent, "I'm offended."
His hand grabbed Orochimaru's shoulder.
Orochimaru was stunned: "You--"
Flying Thunder God Technique.
There was a flash of yellow light, and the two people disappeared from the spot at the same time.
Jiraiya's pupils shrank slightly.
Then he laughed.
There was relief, joy, and a hint of pride that he couldn't explain in his smile.
"Run away... that's good..."
The next second, E Tu's tiger claw snapped.
"Bang!"
Jiraiya's body flew out like a rag doll, somersaulting more than a dozen times in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground, creating a shallow pit.
His eyes turned white, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he completely lost consciousness.
E Tu looked down at the unconscious white hair, and then at the white hair still wrapped around his tail.
It raised its claws and pulled gently, and those hairs as tough as steel broke.
Then it turned around, dragging the snake's tail that was still glowing with lightning, and walked towards the red figure in the distance.
Shaoyu stood in the center of the battlefield, watching E Tu throw the unconscious Jiraiya in front of him.
He lowered his head and glanced at the injured and dying white man, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Jiraiya one of Konoha Sannin."
He was a little emotional.
Once upon a time, he knelt in front of the computer and begged Pain not to kill Jiraiya.
Unexpectedly, Jiraiya would now become a prisoner in his hands.
E Tu's two heads let out low whimpering at the same time, as if asking for credit.
Shaoyu raised his hand and gently patted its tiger paw.
"Good job."
E Tu's tail swings gently, and the snake head at the end makes a contented hiss.
Shaoyu turned around and looked at the battlefield in the distance.
Kumogakure's eight thousand elites are frantically chasing the defeated Konoha Ninja.
Those Konoha ninjas have completely lost their fighting spirit - the commander ran away, Jiraiya, one of the Sannins, was captured, Orochimaru escaped with serious injuries, and even the legendary Yellow Flash could only escape with his people. What else are they fighting?
"Run! Run!"
"Lord Jiraiya was caught!"
"Lord Orochimaru is also missing!"
"We are finished! Completely finished!"
The mood of collapse spread like a plague in the Konoha formation. Some people threw away their weapons and ran away, some knelt down and surrendered, and some stood there blankly, with eyes full of despair.
The ninjas of Kumogakure are like tigers entering the flock of sheep, harvesting wildly.
Shaoyu looked at all this without any fluctuation in his eyes.
That's what war is like.
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
He raised his hand, Fangtian Halberd pointing straight ahead.
"Kumogakure--The whole army is pursuing!"
"Drink--!"
Eight thousand Kumogakure elites shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky, like rolling thunder.