As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group-Chapter 369 - 370: Help from the Chat Group

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The team of Reincarnators, going all out, moved extremely fast, quickly getting close to Hatake Ryuufu. Yang Yifeng waved the long sword in his hand, and the bright silver blade flashed with a cold light.

Tear.

Hatake Ryuufu’s body dodged backward instinctively, but even though his movements were extremely fast, far surpassing ordinary Ninja, the clothes on his body were still cut with a long sword mark.

Hatake Ryuufu, greatly shocked, wanted to retreat to create distance, but was firmly bound by black tentacles extending from the void.

"Hehehe, I’ve caught you." Yalda’s mouth turned up, showing a dark smile. "Now, you can’t run away. Just die, Anomaly."

Hatake Ryuufu’s pupils shrank, and in his eyes, Asaki Yuri, holding a short sword, was rushing towards him.

It’s over, I’m going to die!

Just as this thought arose in Hatake Ryuufu’s mind, a soft shout suddenly came from the side. "Konoha Secret Art Shadow Neck Bind!"

Black shadows instantly wrapped around Asaki Yuri’s body, binding her firmly. Asaki Yuri twisted her body hard, but found that she couldn’t break free from this restraint in a short time.

"Oh, this is really a strange ability." Yalda narrowed his eyes at this scene, and smiled: "You can actually use shadows to fight?"

"You bastards, let go of the Fire Shadow!" Nara Shikaku made hand signs and shouted loudly, "Otherwise, don’t blame me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure like an iron tower suddenly landed behind him. "Don’t blame you for what?"

Before Nara Shikaku could finish, his neck was lifted high by a large palm, and the owner of the palm was gradually increasing the force with his fingers. "Speak, why don’t you speak?"

Crack, crack.

Under the force, Nara Shikaku’s spine made a bone-cracking sound that made teeth ache. The intense pain made him open his mouth, but because his throat was grabbed, his voice could not be heard.

Bang bang bang.

Seeing this scene, the Konoha Ninjas were anxious, constantly attacking Gulaev to save their companions. But like before, neither Ninjutsu nor Ninja Tools could effectively damage him, let alone affect his actions.

"Really." Asaki Yuri, who had regained her freedom, shook her arms and raised the short sword in her hand. "Even a level four copy world doesn’t seem to be without its merits. If we can get these skills, it might be useful to us?"

"No, don’t!" Seeming to sense his tragic fate, Hatake Ryuufu finally couldn’t hold back and begged loudly. "I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!"

Puff.

Asaki Yuri simply ignored him, and directly stabbed the short sword in her hand into his chest. However, her knife avoided his heart, as if she didn’t intend to finish him off so easily.

"To get skills, you must first hold a soul search ceremony." Yalda said darkly, unhurriedly: "But the boss doesn’t seem to want to stay in this world for long."

"That’s right, then there’s no way." As she spoke, Asaki Yuri raised the short sword again and stabbed Hatake Ryuufu again, and blood dyed his robe red.

"Ah! No!" The pain made the new Fifth Fire Shadow scream, and his mentality collapsed, and his pleas for mercy became louder and louder.

"Hahaha, what a cute Anomaly."

Asaki Yuri was very interested in his reaction, and said with a smile; "You’ve been in this world for so long, you probably never thought you would suffer such hardships, right? But it doesn’t matter, I won’t kill you directly like this. My knife is coated with poison, you will slowly feel your body weakening. Let you enjoy hardships you’ve never enjoyed in your life."

"You really have a bad taste." Yalda curled his lips, his expression a little helpless.

Just as he finished speaking, a huge black tentacle suddenly drilled out of the void, firmly bound a Konoha Ninja’s body, and quickly strangled him into minced meat.

Directing his familiar to do this cruel act, Yalda then spoke again: "Killing people, it’s more interesting to solve it quickly and happily."

"You two are really perverts." Yang Yifeng sighed helplessly, holding the long sword in his arms.

"That’s not true, the real pervert is that guy." Asaki Yuri turned her gaze to where Gulaev was, this big man who looked very honest had completely torn off his fake appearance.

At this moment, Nara Shikaku had been tortured into an unrecognizable shape in his hands, but even so, he had not completely died. Only the remaining eye was still turning, and his eyes were full of pain and despair.

But at this time, Gulaev had lost interest in him, and had already looked for another target lying next to the stone pillar. That was a woman with black wavy hair, with a beautiful face, but her consciousness had fallen into a coma.

"Hey, Gulaev." Asaki Yuri saw his movements and couldn’t help reminding him: "Don’t play for so long, I’m almost done here."

At this moment, Hatake Ryuufu’s lips were already pale, and he was sweating all over. His cheeks were extremely twisted because of the pain, but because of his weak body, he couldn’t make any sound.

"Hehehe, okay." Gulaev nodded, and said: "I just want to try a little bit, can I tear the skin off a living person with my hands?" As he spoke, the large palm had already reached out to Kurenai’s head.

Buzz.

But at this time, a golden gate suddenly opened in front of him.

That was a woman with light purple hair, wearing white flowers and white clothes, her eyes were very cold, and her lips lightly said: "Which hand are you going to use to tear off the skin?"

Uh?

Gulaev was still in a daze at this time, not understanding what this woman’s identity was and where she came from.

"Since you don’t answer, then you don’t need both of these hands." The woman said, pressing her right hand on the hilt of the knife at her waist.

"Gulaev, dodge quickly!" Balke, who had not disturbed his subordinates’ actions, suddenly changed his face and issued a loud warning.

Clang.

But just as he finished speaking, the woman’s figure had reappeared behind Gulaev, and the blade in her hand had also made a gesture of returning to its sheath.

Puff.

Gulaev stood there blankly, cut off in the middle, and blood splattered everywhere.

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