Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Moribu panted heavily, looking at Meisa who fell on the ground, who was breathing in less and exhaling more, he withdrew the burning flames.

She didn't kill me before, so naturally I can't kill her.

This is not about respecting women, but a little sentiment of Takeo Moribe.

He yearned for this kind of knight duel scene, but he didn't expect that he paid the price with a whole right arm.

[It can be recovered, Mr. Fox Immortal. 】

Shoubu still cares a little about his lost arm. After all, no man wants to live a life with only one hand, which is very inconvenient.

[If the arm is well preserved, it can be connected with your modern medical technology, and if it is nourished with spiritual power... Dangerous! 】

The fox demon's words changed abruptly.

An armor-piercing projectile from a disposable rocket launcher was fired over. The gunner was hidden on a roof, and it was difficult to find without looking up.

It is said that the speed of individual rockets is slow, but the slowness is only relative to the bullets. When the guard followed the fox demon's reminder to look, the rockets were already close at hand.

It's too late to print.

Shoubu jumped up with both feet on the ground, and the rocket exploded on the ground with a bang just as he left the ground. The huge impact made Shoubu do somersaults in the air before staggering to the ground.

"My right hand..."

Although he escaped the life-and-death crisis, his right arm lying on the ground was not so lucky. The aftermath of the rocket bombs shattered his arm into scattered fragments, which could not be restored even by skilled doctors and modern medical technology.

In the world of Naruto, medical ninjutsu is very effective in treating injuries and intractable diseases, but in the later stage when various gods are walking around, there is no way to regenerate people's severed limbs. For them, resurrecting a dead person may be better than breaking Limb regeneration is much simpler.

The flesh and blood fragments of the right arm were flying in front of the guard, his twisted face became even more ferocious, and the violent Chakra was almost overflowing with vitality!

The strength of Mizuno's descending technique is determined by the physique of the descended person. Under the attack of anger, the defending department increased the amount of chakra introduced regardless of physical loss.

"Flame Bomb!!"

The roaring fireballs headed towards the roof.

Without even a scream, the operator who just fired the bazooka was engulfed in flames.

The death of his companion aroused the hatred of others, and because Takeo Shoube, who had only one arm left, looked a little pitiful now, and his combat effectiveness was estimated to be greatly reduced, and the people ambushing around him fired bullets.

Even Mizuno didn't dare to block the bullets without using defensive ninjutsu, let alone Moribu. He jumped away immediately, but he was still shot several times in the calf, and blood gurgled from the calf.

"snort."

Shoubu snorted, the wound on his leg deepened his ferocity.

Leaning back in the air, Shoubu's stomach suddenly swelled, even bigger than when he performed the Hao Fireball Technique.

"Phoenix Immortal Fire Art!!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!!!"

Dozens of small fireballs look like the fruit of the impatiens flower, ready to be released, killing people like no other!

The speed of Fengxianhuo is several times faster than that of Haohuoqiu. When the operators turned their guns, Fengxianhuo came to kill.

The beautiful Impatiens fire brings forth an even more beautiful death.

"ah!"

"hot!!"

The people burned by the flames howled heart-piercingly. They tried to roll over on the ground to extinguish the flames. However, although the flames formed by chakras were not as terrifying as white phosphorous bombs, they could not be destroyed by rolling. Everything that can be extinguished.

Desperate screams came from the communicator, Shimoshima Kiyomi and several chief officers of the combat department all turned purple.

"All members of group 522222... were killed!"

"Three rooms and they all..."

The picture from the circling helicopter is shocking. The honest and honest Takeo Shoube has completely transformed into a god of death, with raging flames burning in every gesture, fire dragon, fire ball, and phoenix fire!

With one arm, he turned into an Asura who walked out of the boundless hell of fire!

The suit on the upper body has completely disappeared, only half of the tie is still flying, and the suit on the lower body is also in tatters. Too much life has been overdrawn, so that his hair is weakly spread out, and the sweat made of flames is flowing in the direction of his muscle lines. Then, every step I took, steam was steaming on the ground, and the sand seemed to be burnt into glass!

Human Turrets - Every fire spell is a cannonball!

Humanoid beast - no one can stop his footsteps!

Runaway, runaway of humans, wild beasts!

"Where is he going?" Kiyomi Shimoshima didn't care about the casualties anymore. If there were too many dead, it was just a series of statistics. At worst, she resigned!

"From... from the house."

"go home?"

"First, turn off the fire first, and watch his actions."

In the street fighting, several combat departments in the fifth class have already lost their courage, and the collapse of morale may only happen in the next second. The modern regular army can hardly bear more than half of the death rate. Although there are retired soldiers from both Shima and Mimi in the fifth class, the atmosphere is different from the army after all. Besides, street fighting with humans can be more or less effective, but supernatural beings like Takeo Shoube ...the gods are above! How to deal with it.

Billowing smoke, soaring fire!

Recorded by the helicopter, Moribu walked home slowly at a somewhat floating pace.

A wall of the house has collapsed, so the battle between him and Meisha did not start around the house, and the house did not turn into ruins.

Looking at the dilapidated Yihujian, looking at the Yihujian who worked hard to repay the loan, looking at the once happy Yihujian...

There is a set of tables and chairs that he bought with a month's salary. He and his wife bought the TV set together with the refrigerator. The only colorful colors left are black, white and gray.

Burning tears flowed from Moribe's eyes.

He was forcibly descended and overdrawn too much of his life, and every step he took was a struggle against his body.

The fox's beard grew from his face, and his back was blurred to form a big fluffy tail. His lying down hair gradually turned white due to the overdrawing of life, but under the light of the flame, the white hair was as red as a flame.

"Take...Takeo..."

Reiko hugged Mayumi's head with a flattering smile on her face.

Moribe had never seen Reiko smile at him like this.

"Takeo, you... are back..."

The guard raised his hand, and fangs grew out of his twisted and ferocious face.

"Dad...Dad!"

Mayumi suppressed her fear, and called out Papa in her immature voice, but the ending was not over yet, and her immature voice made a shrill sound piercing the sky.

A small fireball shot out from Takeo Moribe's fingertips, piercing through Reiko's head in an instant.

Seeing her mother's disappearing head, Mayumi froze in place after screaming.

"Yes, sorry, Mayumi."

Shoubu covered his face, weeping silently like a waste.

The cunning fox has eroded his body and consciousness, he is obviously not such a person, the greater and greater power brings more and more evil thoughts!

It's the fox that took my body!