Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"Sand-bound coffin!"

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The sand flowing out of the gourd exploded, and the turbulent surge was like a large reservoir bursting its banks!

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Up and down, the surging sand sea seemed to drown the entire capital, and Ye Wang, who was surrounded by the mad sand, was instantly engulfed.

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What came out of the gourd with wine written on it was sand?

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The act of bewilderment makes a question mark appear on everyone's forehead. Is this the sound of pulling out a gun when the other person is fully absorbed in the real sword?

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No matter how fast your sword is, can it stop my bullets at a speed of 500 meters per second?

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"Oh, I was caught."

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Ye Wang looked down at the sand on his body, the whole figure was like a large silkworm chrysalis, but there was no nervousness in his tone.

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"Sand Storm Funeral!"

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"Die."

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The sand that wrapped King Ye suddenly tightened!

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This scene is very much like the iron virgin of the medieval torture instrument.

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First, the prisoner is locked in a human-shaped iron mold made. The whole mold is a human-shaped coffin, and the inner wall is inlaid with iron thorns and barbs, and then the mold is closed.

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When the iron thorn touches the body, the people inside will scream and squeak, and the flesh will be pierced by the torture tool...

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The violent scene ignited the audience's enthusiasm. Compared with the eccentric Ye Wang, Shuten Douji is more easily accepted by the public.

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[My husband won! 】

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[You have both beauty and strength, love, love. 】

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[I am against your marriage. 】

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A good-looking person can eat anywhere, even a notorious monster can make people feel beautiful things in their hearts.

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The Shuten-douji in the records did many evil deeds to lure young girls and then eat them raw.

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Many beauty doctors who were watching the live broadcast had their eyes glowing and were happy to pat their thighs.

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No matter which country the medical aesthetics industry is hugely profitable, it is indistinguishable from medical outpatient clinics, and the two also have some business overlaps. It is certain that after the handsome face of Jiutuntongzi appears, there will be a round of plastic surgery craze all over the world.

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Not only ordinary people have plastic surgery according to this standard, but the most important thing is those stars and rookies. With them taking away the aesthetic trend, the aesthetics of the public will also change. Whoever can copy the charm of Jiutuntongzi first, who will You can get the biggest piece of cake in the market.

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"Whoa!"

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The crushed sand exploded and flew into the sky. With such a force, even a car would be crushed into metal garbage, but Shuten Douji's eyes showed confusion.

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[Has King Ye been eliminated? 】

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[King Ye is behind! 】

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"Although you said that, but I don't think you have your own abilities." King Ye's voice appeared behind Jiu Tun, causing the big monster to jump up and dodge.

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"The ability to control quicksand should not be born from this land."

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"The strength of this sand is too amazing, it was really caught... I guess I would suffer so much damage." Ye Wang pinched his thumb and index finger, the distance between them was as much as half a centimeter.

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There are only two 'deserts' in the island country, one is in Tottori Prefecture...the size of a palm, and the other is also the size of a palm, but it is included in the scope of the military base, and ordinary citizens are not allowed to enter.

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Thanks to the military base, the Tottori Desert has become the only seedling of the island country. After years of tourism, it has made a lot of money, but it still cannot change the poor and backward appearance of the entire county.

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In such a barren desert country, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem to have the power to breed sand.

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"I'm very curious about the magic tool for manipulating sand, why don't you use it for me to play with."

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After Ye Wang finished speaking, he immediately deceived himself and left, like a black shadow poisonous snake.

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"Forget it, I can get it after I kill you."

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"Thousand-faced wind!"

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Shuten boy stretched out his hand and waved forward, and thousands of wind blades cut all around.

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"Thousand-faced wind!"

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But King Ye followed suit, and the same moves appeared all over his body.

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The technique is the same! Countless wind blades collided with each other, detonating the air one after another and making a crackling sound.

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If a person stood at the center of the collision, he would have been torn into millions by now.

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"Thunder tiger kills!"

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"Thunder tiger kills!"

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Two beasts made of thunder and lightning passed through the violent area of ​​Thousand Faces of Wind, roaring and slamming into each other.

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"Bang!"

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The dazzling electric arcs crackled and danced, whipping the ground, street lamps, and ruins. This time, the audience had experienced it and covered their eyes in advance.

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"Vacuum waves."

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"Vacuum waves."

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The battle between the two was like a special effect film regardless of the cost. From the invisible wind to the dazzling thunder and lightning, dozens or hundreds of various moves were used, and the battle lasted for dozens of minutes.

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From each other's wave blasting, to friendship breaking face boxing, and then to separate open spells, with inhuman strength, the fighting scenes performed make action movie masters have to kneel.

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But starting from the fourth spell, everyone tasted it.

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Why did the two of them use the exact same technique when it comes to spells?

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Whether it was the two of them who came from the same family, or did King Ye have some conspiracy.

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The streets of the main city of Kyoto are pitiful. There are ruins and potholes everywhere. Even the building where Kameda is located, the bottom floors were also affected by ninjutsu, and they were riddled with holes.

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The Middle East world of war has been shifted to an island country!

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"Can all spells be copied?" Shuten Douji took a few steps back, his wine-red hair was still shiny, but his tone was a little tired.

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After fighting each other for dozens of tricks, they found out that the other party could replicate. Shuten Douji's reaction seemed to be slow and scary.

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However, the extraordinary shortcomings cannot be viewed simply, the slow reaction of Shuten-douji must have a deep meaning!

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For example, it took dozens of repeated experiments to determine the limit of Ye Wang's strength and find out the shortcomings!

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As expected of a great monster in ancient times, his battle experience and wisdom are profound.

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"No no~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There are still many that I can't copy." Ye Wang waved his hands again and again, but under the cloak he kept releasing the previously copied spells like a demonstration.

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"Then let's try this."

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"Quicksand Waterfall!"

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Terrain changes!

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The urban area, which had basically been razed to the ground, suffered further damage, and a large desert area suddenly appeared.

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In the lens, this picture is especially amazing, transforming the terrain environment out of thin air, this hand is like a god.

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The collapsed buildings fell into the sudden desert, and the desert seemed to be alive, sucking and pulling the fragments of the building into the ground.

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"Desert Rebel Slave!"

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Just as Ye Wang was about to step on the sand and jump up, a big sandy hand suddenly lifted up, grabbed Ye Wang's feet and dragged him downward.

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"Isn't this cheating? Without Hulu, I can't copy it."

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"Buried in prison sand!" Shuten Douji's slender palm and the big hand in the distance are connected together, and their movements are coordinated and synchronized, "Bury 200 meters underground!"

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The sand sea made waves, and the big hand dragged Ye Wang directly into the sand layer.

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"Sand Dungeon Shooting!"

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A long spear was formed from the sand sea, suspended in mid-air, and then inserted into the sand sea with strong wind and rain.

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The terrifying picture is even more tragic than the sand-bound coffin, and black mucus seeps out from under the sand layer, like sticky blood!