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Chapter 2647 The Black Qi Hidden by the Night!

Chapter 2647 The Black Qi Hidden by the Night!

"Iron block. Jade!"

Facing the tin staffs thrusting from all directions.

The owl let out a low growl and spun rapidly in mid-air.

His figure instantly transformed into a jet-black spinning top.

It rubs violently against the air, producing a dull whistling sound.

The powerful centrifugal force generated a violent air wave that spread outwards in a ring shape.

[Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!]

The ten tin staffs pierced the spinning 'black ball' almost simultaneously.

But at the moment of contact, an overwhelming and irresistible counter-force erupted.

The monks' hands were instantly split open, and their staffs slipped from their grasp and broke.

The ten figures scattered and flew backwards in an instant.

They crashed heavily onto the forest clearing, screams and the sound of bones cracking echoing through the air.

The rotation suddenly stopped.

The owl landed steadily.

However, just as his old strength had faded and his new strength had not yet emerged.

A faint yet sharp whooshing sound came from behind.

Several bundles of senbon, gleaming with a cold, bluish light under the moonlight, have quietly arrived.

The owl did not turn around.

He let all the poisonous sticks be deflected by Armament Haki.

But this also means that a real threat has arrived.

Oboro followed closely behind like a ghost, completely unconcerned about whether Senbon was effective.

The five fingers of his right hand were slightly bent inward, and his palm was pressed firmly against the owl vest.

"Work hard!"

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a dull 'thud'.

A pale blue shockwave, visible to the naked eye, burst forth from his palm.

A significant portion of this force strangely bypassed the Armament Haki and penetrated directly into the owl's body.

The owl grunted, its face changing drastically as it felt excruciating pain.

He was blasted forward by an irresistible force.

It crashed into two trees as thick as a bowl, snapping them in half before finally coming to a stop amidst the chaos.

The coffin inside the arena and the surrounding monks stood still.

Their gazes were icy, as if they had already declared the battle over.

however--

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"

The owl rubbed its back and stood up, baring its teeth.

Aside from his pale face, there wasn't a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

It doesn't appear to have suffered any serious damage.

A hint of surprise flashed in Long's eyes upon seeing this scene.

"You can actually stand up?"

Logically speaking, if someone were to be hit by their own attack, their internal organs should suffer significant damage.

The owl opposite looked at Oboro in surprise and exclaimed, "You can actually use 'Ryuo'?!"

This technique involves penetrating surface defenses and directly attacking the interior.

In his mind, it was clearly the domineering high-level application 'Flowing Cherry Blossom'.

Long coldly replied, "What Flowing Cherry Blossom? I've never even heard of it."

"This is the explosive power, short-range power, and penetrating power of ancient martial arts qigong."

After saying that, he frowned slightly and drew his katana from his waist.

"You can actually withstand its damage?"

"hey-hey!"

The owl puffed out its chest with pride: "I am a starfish!"

"They also possess the power to restore life in the second stage!"

"Your attack hurts enough, but it's far from enough to take me down, babbling away~"

Unexpectedly, before the words were even finished, accompanied by a whooshing sound, the coffin suddenly launched an attack from behind.

It's a coffin!

He had somehow sneaked up behind the owl.

Take advantage of his distraction while he is talking.

The long, sharp, gauntlet-like sword in his hand pierced straight at his back like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

A typical ninja assassination style.

But this was meaningless to the owl, who possessed Observation Haki.

"Paper painting. Soft clay".

The owl always kept its back to the attacker, its body as smooth as boneless clay.

It is twisted and concave at an incredible angle.

He narrowly avoided the sword's edge from grazing the surface of the suit.

Immediately afterwards, without turning his head, he delivered a heavy elbow strike.

【Bang! 】

Instantly, the elbow struck the coffin precisely in the face.

A chilling sound of bones cracking rang out, and the coffin's entire face caved in.

Blood splattered.

His body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into a tree trunk before sliding down.

The owl shook its paw and cursed, "I'm an elite member of CP9!"

"Don't underestimate people, babble babble!"

The coffin's face had been struck so hard that, normally, it would have been certain death.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone present.

The terrifying dents and damage caused the flesh to begin to writhe and regenerate wildly.

The sound of bones realigning was even more subtle and frequent.

In just a few breaths, apart from the remaining bloodstains, the wounds had healed by more than half.

"Tsk, it really is the immortality mentioned in the 'precognitive intelligence,' what a troublesome ability."

The owl felt a surge of pressure, knowing that continuing the fight would only make things worse.

He immediately exerted force with his feet, preparing to use "Moonwalk" to leave through the air.

"Don't think about it!"

Of course, Long wouldn't ignore it; he stepped onto the tree trunk and leaped up.

It was so fast that it left afterimages in the air.

The katana in his hand, already unsheathed, drew a cold arc of light.

It slashed fiercely at the owl that was standing on air and taking off.

【clang!】

The owl had no choice but to parry.

Knives and fists clashed, sparks flying.

Using the force of his downward slash, Oboro forcefully pushed it back to the ground.

at the same time.

The coffin, which had almost fully recovered, clung to it again like a maggot clinging to its bones.

The two, both members of the 'Naraku Three Feathers', joined forces to launch a siege.

Oboro's swordsmanship is superb, and he is skilled in ancient martial arts. His strength is comparable to that of the owl.

Although the coffin's frontal combat strength is slightly weaker.

But with his immortality and ruthless ninja skills.

It continues to harass and distract the owl's mind.

The thousands of black-clad monks stood in a circle, like silent sculptures.

They remained indifferent throughout.

No one intervened, nor did they show any unnecessary emotions.

The three players were locked in a fierce battle.

Wherever it went, air currents surged, soil and rocks crumbled, and trees broke.

Owls may have an advantage in terms of imposing presence.

But he was facing two opponents who could quickly heal themselves even after suffering fatal injuries.

I gradually felt constrained and restricted.

Several attempts to break through were thwarted by Oboro's precise sword strikes and the coffin's relentless entanglement.

"If this continues, things are not going to go well, hahaha."

The owl's mood grew increasingly heavy, and cold sweat began to seep from its forehead.

He realized he probably couldn't get away.

"too slow."

Just as the battle was gradually reaching a suffocating stalemate.

A clear, calm voice, imbued with an invisible authority.

Suddenly, the sound echoed throughout the clearing in the woods.

The sound wasn't loud, yet it strangely drowned out all the noise of battle.

It was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Upon hearing the sound, Long and Jiu immediately stopped and jumped back without hesitation.

They left the battle, bowed their heads, and stood respectfully facing the same direction.

This made the owl look at the source of the sound with suspicion.

Moonlight is like water.

It quietly seeps into the gaps between the branches and leaves in the forest.

A figure slowly walked out from the darkest depths.

Her long, light gray hair fell over her shoulders like flowing night mist.

This made his slightly raised scarlet eyes appear even more cold and clear.

His face was almost perfectly handsome, yet covered with a layer of frost-like indifference.

It was as if nothing in the world could stir the slightest ripple in those eyes.

A loose, dark green feathered cloak swayed gently with her steps.

Beneath it, the serene collar and sleeves of a dark kimono were visible.

A large yellow beaded necklace jingled softly with each step.

The three jade pendants hanging on her chest shimmered with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

A black-sheathed samurai sword lay quietly at his waist.

The hilt of the knife, however, is peculiarly shaped like a swastika.

Wherever he went, the monks who had been like stone statues silently stepped aside to make way for him.

The silver light filtering through the gaps in the branches and leaves casts an ethereal and hazy glow around its outline.

When this person's cold gaze swept indifferently over the owl

The air seemed to freeze suddenly.

The owl's pupils constricted, and all its muscles tensed to the extreme.

The Observation Haki sensed something, but it was too late.

No specific attack trajectory could be detected at all.

"Well!"

The next moment.

An indescribable, excruciating pain exploded in my abdomen.

It felt like being struck head-on by an invisible meteorite, or like the air inside my body being instantly sucked out.

The owl had no idea how the other party moved.

The only way to guess that it might be a fist is by touch.

Then the field of vision began to darken.

"General-level combat power"

This is the owl before its consciousness completely sinks into darkness.

The last thought that surged in my mind was one of shock and realization.

immediately.

His massive, 3.3-meter-tall body crashed to the ground.

The forest returned to silence.

Only the cold moonlight continued to fall, illuminating the unconscious CP9 agent lying on the ground.

And the Void, standing silently opposite, as if it had never made a move.

Kabukicho on the other side.

Kro put away his pocket watch and looked at Lucci and Bruno.

"It's confirmed that something happened to the owl."

The voice just fell.

A cool night breeze swept by, ruffling the ink-black suits worn by the three men.

Lu Qi put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the bright moon.

"Then go have a look."

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Wisps of black energy, shrouded in the night, emanated from his body.

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