In the other direction of this small night island, it is a completely different showdown.

There was no fighting, no common fighting and destruction, the Uchiha Itachi and Deidara stood opposite each other, yet one pair of eyes was a blood-red color, and the other was lacking in radiance.

From the very beginning, he was trapped in a hallucination, and all the attacks and destruction were imaginary after the sensory dislocation, and in Deidara's subconscious, he didn't even realize when his arm had become intact......

The battle completely decided the outcome from the beginning, Deidara cast countless blasting clay in his hands, and the slightest detonation at the top of the path forced the Uchiha Itachi to dodge in embarrassment, and that hearty feeling made him more inspired and loved his "art".

However, as time slowly passed, Deidara gradually realized that something was wrong, and even if he was on the verge of danger all the time, there was no trace of panic in Uchiha Itachi's eyes.

The blood-red eyes, the three magatama are completely still, calm and without waves, but they are full of the illusion of ignoring everything, there is no sarcasm, maybe in the other party's heart, there is no interest in ridicule.

Deidara couldn't help but feel anger in her heart, this anger seemed to come out of nowhere, but in the blink of an eye, it was even stronger than the anger brought by the girl's persecution.

"Bastard! How dare you despise my art! Deidara could no longer hold back, and drank violently, and the clay in his hands was thrown away, in all kinds of forms, like grasshoppers, like spiders, like flounders......

At first glance, it seems to have become disorganized due to the loss of reason, but the reality is far from so, and there seems to be some subtle ups and downs in the ground, but it is almost impossible for ordinary human senses to perceive.

The Uchiha Itachi's body swayed like duckweed, choosing where to land in the explosion, and at some point, when the toes just touched the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Directly below, a flexible object suddenly sprang out of the soil, wrapping his ankle tightly.

"Got you!"

Deidara shouted excitedly, this time not as proudly introducing his art as in the original, and the Uchiha Itachi's eyes completely irritated him, so that Deidara didn't want to see it again.

With his left hand sticking out his middle finger, his eyes widened in anger, and he let out a loud shout, and the clay centipede that had bound the Uchiha Itachi burst open, and the smoke completely enveloped it.

Seeing this scene, Deidara had a crazy and cruel smile in her eyes, but her eyebrows were furrowed, as if something was wrong, but she couldn't remember anything......

Quack, quack......

The crow's cry appeared, sounding in the center of the explosion, and then the auspicious clouds and black robes of the Naxiao organization shattered and floated out, but they floated without wind and did not scatter, such a strange scene made the smile in Dedidara's eyes completely solidify.

"Damn, when did this start, how do you know I'm going to do it!" Deidara shouted.

The black cloth turned into a crow and flew, and then, a series of figures were formed, all of which were Uchiha Itachi.

"Let's take a closer look, where is this place......" Uchiha Itachi's vague figure said lightly.

Deidara was startled and looked around, and the peaceful scenery of Koyoshima had somehow turned into a dark blood-red curtain, like a bucket of cold water water, and he finally noticed all the differences.

His left hand kept the action of sealing, but now he trembled slightly, and Deidara showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, wasn't his left arm cut off with his own hands?

A lot of memories that seemed to be closed finally came to my mind one by one.

"That kind of eye...... You're from the Uchiha clan, no, isn't that race destroyed, isn't it ......! ”

All the moves, all are seen through, or rather, there is no action at all.

In the real world, this little night island was only a second, and Deidara's body trembled slightly, as if he was struggling, as if there was an invisible restraint around him that held him tightly.

"You're Itachi Uchiha."

Deidara stared coldly at those blood-red eyes, and the emotions in them still made him angry, ignoring everything in the world.

It is absolutely impossible for someone who dares to despise art to forgive, such as the paper escape woman before, such as this guy in front of him!

And later, the dried persimmon ghost shark chuckled: "It's really a willful guy." ”

The big sword shark muscle is swung, and the knife technique exerted by the strange power of the dried persimmon ghost shark is not beautiful, but it is still difficult to resist in the wide opening and closing, not to mention, these people of the Aoi clan can sense that the chakra is gradually being devoured.

After all, it used to be a group of Fog Hidden Village, and they instantly understood what it was......

"The Fog Ninja Sword Crowd has actually become a traitor!"

The dried persimmon ghost shark swung his knife and drew an arc, revealing his signature Sen Sen fangs and said, "Everyone, please don't take a step forward...... Not? ”

Raising their heads, a person flew towards them from the sky, but he had never seen it before, to be precise, two people, a puppet holding a young man with delicate facial features.

"Are you...... Mr. Scorpion? The dried persimmon ghost shark was surprised, but then understood from the familiar aura, "How did you become so embarrassed?" ”

"Humph!"

In a short period of time in the air, the Red Sand Scorpion has already reassembled its body, but the Scarlet Amber has been fatally wounded, and it is impossible to recover in a short time. ”

And the Uchiha Itachi kept his head up, covering his shawl hair with one hand, his blood-red eyes seemed to notice something, and he whispered: "The task has been completed, hurry up and leave." ”

In the voice, the solemn meaning revealed was obvious, so that the dried persimmon ghost shark instantly understood why, after all, this is Xiaoye Island......

In the sky, a black dot has appeared, and in just a few seconds, it is clearly visible in the line of sight, and it is sharply enlarged.

"It's really troublesome...... "The dried persimmon ghost shark greeted him as if looking at his friend, "See you again, Miss Liuli." ”

But Liuli didn't look at him at all, her eyes swept over Deidara, and she knew in her heart that in the end, she locked onto the Red Sand Scorpion.

"You guys go first." The girl whispered, but to the person behind her.

In the battle of life and death, as the embodiment of the basic quality of a ninja, the people of the Aoi clan did not question it, one of the middle-aged men made a few gestures, and the others quickly retreated.

It does not mean that in the upper forbearance or even higher level of competition, the weaker person is completely useless, maybe any containment can bring about a reversal result, but this often requires a lot of sacrifice as a price.

And now, it is not a life-and-death battle between the ninja village and the ninja village, so there is obviously no need for such a move......

"Your purpose is Deidara...... "Liuli smiled, but there was no trace of a smile in the star's eyes: "Now, it can be regarded as completing the task." ”

The illusion disappeared imperceptibly, and the three-hooked jade in Uchiha Itachi's eyes was still the same, and even had a tendency to gradually increase, while Deidara came to her senses, holding the broken arm in her right hand, clenching her teeth, and also without saying a word.

The stubborn temper of the young man is brought into play, and since he has completely lost the battle just now, then following them away may really be able to restore the left arm to its original state......

"Excuse me, Miss Ruri." The dried persimmon ghost shark retracted the big knife behind his back, his body still quietly tensed, "I'm sorry to bring a lot of unpleasant things here." ”

But what kind of form it is now, everyone knows very well.

"No problem, if you want to leave, you and Uchiha Itachi can take him away, but this guy's business, you'd better not interfere."

The one whose eyes are locked is none other than the Red Sand Scorpion.

The elegant and quiet face showed undisguised killing intent, the Red Sand Scorpion was now most of its clothes destroyed, and its fatal weakness was covered by the shield armor, but it had lost its former defense.

"Yes, I've decided to kill you!" The red sand scorpion is authentic word by word.

The so-called red secret technique, is it performed by 100 people?

A coldness crossed Liuli's face, the kind of combat power that was enough to destroy a small country, she was not afraid at all.

The dried persimmon oni shark was silent, and behind him, the Uchiha Itachi was also silent, in this case, they were reluctant to fight, especially the girl opposite.

There may be a complex relationship in between, but one of the people here is an exception......

Deidara walked to the front step by step, and there was a terrible chewing sound in the palm of the severed left arm, as if the arm was a completely independent "creature" with thoughts.

"Damn, you've abandoned your art!"

As if he had not forgotten the words, Deidara picked up his left arm, and out of it flew out of it was a clay that had never seen a shape before.

Compared to the previous spiders, centipedes, giant birds, and flying dragons, now they are more like a small person, growing larger in the air against the wind, and finally half a person tall.

"It's ......"

For the vague memory in the original work, the girl's face suddenly changed!

"Hahaha...... This is the highest chakra I condense...... Uh......"

Since the encounter with the girl, he has been in a state of being hunted down, excessive bleeding and excessive consumption of chakra, which has made him enter an extremely weak state, and now his physical strength is exhausted, and the dried persimmon ghost shark stretched out a big knife and caught him.

"Hey, Shark Muscle, don't suck his chakra anymore...... This guy is going to die. ”

The dried persimmon ghost shark kindly reminded in a low voice, but it seemed that such a small amount of chakra and its earthy smell could hardly arouse the interest of the big knife, and to make sure that there was no problem, he narrowed his eyes and thought in his heart.

The fullest blow?

"Our mission, but try to pay as little attention as possible......"

Dark golden sand rose from the sky, endlessly, covering the clay figure in it, layer after layer, and then tiling, covering the heads of the people.

A suppressed and loud sound aroused the hearts of everyone on the island, and from a distance, the sand splashed everywhere, like a torrential rain.