Time slipped by, second by second.
Under cover of night, Qian was using the powerful insight of his Sharingan to watch the movements of the Mist Ninja in the stronghold below and gather intelligence when a crossbow bolt suddenly shot toward him.
In an instant, an intense sense of danger surged through him.
Almost by instinct, Qian dodged to the side.
The next moment, a crossbow bolt as thick as a baby's arm grazed past his shoulder, the shrieking gale it stirred up scraping his cheek raw.
And that was not the end of it!
After dodging that strike, the sense of danger in his heart did not disappear. The image of the bolt flying past just now flashed rapidly through Qian's mind. There seemed to have been several Paper Charms stuck to it.
"It's an Exploding Tag!"
Qian was horrified. He immediately pushed "Wind Release: Wind Wings" to its limit and flew away from where he had been in an instant.
Boom~ boom~ boom~
The explosions of three Exploding Tags rang out almost at the same time.
The next moment, three crimson fireballs appeared in the air, instantly driving away the surrounding darkness and illuminating the entire night sky.
A figure shot out of the firelight, dropped several meters, then quickly pulled upward again.
That person was naturally none other than Qian.
Pfft~
A mouthful of blood spat from Qian's mouth.
He wiped the corner of his lips and glanced at the fireballs in the sky with lingering fear.
Just now, he had taken a walk at the gates of hell. He had nearly died in the explosion of those three Exploding Tags.
If his "Wind Release: Wind Wings" had not risen to lv3, allowing him to fly thirty meters every second, he would definitely have been badly injured.