Chapter 178: Rain Blade

The three bald men looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment, and reacted after a moment.

The red-clouded man in black should be one of the mercenaries fighting the Fourth Hokage on the rock, but how could he appear on the battlefield here? Could it be that the battle on the top has ended?

Turning his head to look at the rock in the distance, the roar of the fierce battle at the top was obviously still continuing.

But no matter what, the three bald men saw that Zuoemon easily took the mission target, and naturally they were jealous and unwilling, but they were also somewhat helpless.

This time they received two hired tasks, one was to intercept and kill this group of Konoha ninjas, with a head as a reward.

The second was to seize the Jinchuriki of Kumogakure, the two-tailed Yukito.

According to the bounty amount, whether it was Xiang or Kirin, or the four unknown Shadow Guards, the bounty amount could not be compared with Yukito, and that was why the three bald men were jealous.

"The target is Jinchūriki? Wishful thinking!!"

Linjiao also reacted at this time. Surprisingly, after the coffin was taken away, he did not show a trace of panic at the first time.

Instead, he suddenly raised his arm and aimed at the direction of Zuoemon and the coffin.

At this time, Zuoemon sheathed his sword and was about to check the bounty target in the coffin. After hearing what Linjiao said, he immediately realized that something seemed wrong, but just when he wanted to grab the coffin next to him, something unexpected happened.

I saw that several thin steel wires on the coffin that were invisible to the naked eye suddenly tightened, and the direction where they were connected was exactly the position of Linjiao's arm.

Whoosh.

In just a moment, with the traction of the steel wire, the bound coffin was dragged and flew back to Linjiao's hand.

There is actually this trick?

After a slight start, Zuoemon was furious.

"You cunning Konoha ninja, how dare you play tricks on me!" He drew his sword and suddenly felt murderous.

Although Saemon was unknown in the ninja world, he was well-known in the Rain Country. He was chosen by the Akatsuki organization and became Kakuzu's partner, which showed his extraordinaryness.

With this strong murderous aura and the short fight just now, Linjiao was sure that the enemy in front of him was definitely the real body.

Moreover, he was not his opponent at all.

He couldn't help but glance at the elephant in the distance. Unfortunately, the elephant was also in a difficult battle at this moment, and he was exhausted.

The strength of the few wandering ninja mercenaries who besieged the elephant was obviously not weak.

"It seems that we have to save the coffin at all costs..." Linjiao stared at Saemon with a calm face, and once again put the coffin back on his back.

Wow.

The rain was getting heavier, even slightly obscuring the view.

On the ground, there were more and more potholes and puddles of water.

Of course, Zuoemon also noticed the increasing weight of the rain, but he seemed to show a smug smile, and then swung the blade violently.

The next second, in the heavy rain, a dim light that was almost invisible to the naked eye flashed by, and Linjiao had just realized the danger and didn't remember to make any defensive moves, and a deep blood mark suddenly appeared on his body.

In the rain, the blood flower that bloomed instantly was very beautiful, but it only lasted for a short moment.

The pain came, and Linjiao's heart first subconsciously gave rise to a burst of fear, and then relied on instinct to flash back violently.

Subconsciously, he used the instant body technique to distance himself, and the distance between the two was now 20 to 30 meters.

This distance can barely be regarded as a safe distance. Lin Jiao, who was enduring the pain of being cut, had no time to check the wound. All he could do was to increase his perception to the limit in order to be able to discern what the strange attack just now was.

However, when Zuoemon saw Lin Jiao retreating, he had no intention of chasing him. He just laughed mockingly and swung the short knife in his hand again.

Swish.

This time, Lin Jiao was fully alert and finally saw Zuoemon's movements a little bit.

He vaguely found that with the swing of Zuoemon's blade, it seemed to be a water blade. The strange thing was that the speed of Zuoemon's water blade attack was too fast, and it could also use the heavy rain curtain as a natural cover.

Even if you are carefully alert, it is almost difficult to see the water blade attack hidden in the rain, not to mention that even if you see it clearly, you can't defend it.

And with the attack of the water blade, another blood mark appeared on Lin Jiao's chest.

The attack power of the water blade was obviously not small. Both times, it easily broke through the ninja vest worn under the cloak of Linjiao, and then brought deep scars.

After the two attacks, Linjiao's chest immediately bled profusely.

Along with the rain, a large amount of blood dripped onto the ground. After the originally dazzling red merged into the potholes on the ground, it was diluted again by the heavy rain in a short while.

And Linjiao's performance was surprising.

While he endured the severe pain, his eyes were still fixed on Zuoemon's short sword, and his hands crossed the kunai across his chest to make a defensive move. Secretly, all the chakra was concentrated on his feet, ready to dodge at the fastest speed.

There is no doubt that facing this strange water blade attack, it is impossible to have time to seal and use ninjutsu to defend.

There are only two options: simply rely on speed to dodge, or to take it hard.

Seeing how tough Kirikou was and how he could still stand tenaciously despite being hit by two water blades, Zaemon felt a little admiration: "Give up, there are only a few people who can avoid my phantom blade."

"Your head is not valuable. If you hand over the jinchūriki behind you, I can consider letting you live..."

Although I don’t know whether this promise is true or false, it can be regarded as an objective fact.

Compared with the heads of Linjiao and others, Yumu Ren is definitely a more valuable target.

However, it was Kirikaku's silence that responded to Zaemon.

In the pounding rain, Zaemon, who was carrying the coffin, still maintained a concentrated defensive posture and tensed his nerves.

"If you want to die, I will help you."

Seeing that his persuasion had no effect at all, Zaemon saw a distant place in his peripheral vision. The four Shadow Guards seemed to be heading here, and he suddenly lost all patience.

Several water blades were waved out in succession, and dim light flashed past one after another in the heavy rain.

Ding ding——

Mixed with the harsh sound of metal being cut off, Linjiao's body and arms, unsurprisingly, had multiple bloodstains.

It is worth mentioning that, with all his strength, Kirikaku actually barely blocked one or two of Zaemon's multiple water blade attacks. Unfortunately, this still can't change anything.

Ordinary kunai cannot resist these weird water blade attacks.

With a plop, Linjiao, who was already bleeding all over his body, was about to fall under the severe pain, but his strong willpower supported him and barely stood up.

In his vision that began to become blurry, what Kirikaku saw was the figure of Zaemon gradually walking towards him...