Covering half of his swollen cheeks, the weasel thrust a carp, and at the same time, his body made continuous dodging movements, quickly retreating in a serpentine posture.

"Dongdongdongdong--"

More than ten kunai were constantly falling where he passed by.

"call……"

Itachi gasped gently, and a few cold sweats as big as beans appeared on his face.

After a brief fight, he felt a little stressed.

Even the Three Egyu Sharingans can hardly see the other party's movements clearly. If they cannot capture the movements, they will not be able to copy the other party's moves.

This directly gave his three magata Sharingan strength a discount.

"Brother Zhishui said it well, your speed is even above him..."

While speaking, Itachi used his pupil power without hesitation, and the light in his eyes flashed.

"You use illusion in front of me?"

Changfeng snorted lightly and did not make eye contact with the other party at all.

This shocked Itachi.

"Have you seen through..."

Realizing that something was wrong, he didn't even think about it, and his body instinctively flew up.

Sure enough, with his extraordinary speed, the mysterious man in black suddenly appeared on his left side and slashed the short knife in his hand again.

The speed of fighting is simply not comparable to that of the other party.

There was no way to avoid it, Itachi had to pull out the short knife on his back.

"bite--"

The crisp sound spread out to all sides.

He condensed the chakra on his arms and the blade, and neither of them took much advantage of this head-on fight.

"Bang!!"

Changfeng swept at the other party with one foot, and suffered the loss just now. Itachi reacted in time this time and blocked the whip leg with his arm.

But my body still couldn't bear the powerful force and flew out to the side.

"it's over."

The words fell.

Suddenly, I saw the figures of the wind everywhere above the wilderness.

"This move... is Brother Zhishui's instant body technique!"

Seeing this scene, Itachi was shocked.

Through super-high speed movement, the instantaneous body technique was used to create dozens of illusion clones in an instant, making it impossible for the enemy to tell which one was the original body.

This is one of Uchiha Shimizu's famous skills.

"The instant body technique is not just about Shushui. I'm very upset when you say this!"

"Do you know?"

After Changfeng finished speaking, dozens of illusion clones attacked Itachi at the same time.

“——Swish!!”

The two clones attacked from left and right respectively. Itachi hurriedly dodged and raised his weapons to resist the attack of the clone in front.

"Bang!"

He was kicked in the back.

The short sword swept in front of him, and the three illusion clones that were besieging disappeared instantly.

But more illusion clones appeared around them.

"hateful……"

His face was covered with beans of sweat.

If you can't find a way to deal with it, you will die...

"Bang!"

As he was observing, he was punched in the face again.

Half of the cheeks were swollen more than before.

"Proud Uchiha genius?"

"If you didn't like meddling in other people's business, I would have wanted to save your life."

Countless illusions clones spoke at the same time, and the cold sound was like a low voice from the Nine Nether Hell, like the god of death.

Coming from all directions, it constantly eroded Weasel's nerves and penetrated into his mind with all holes.

"hateful--"

Itachi gritted his teeth and whispered, unwilling to do his best, mobilizing the chakra in his body with all his might, trying to increase his speed.

In an instant, he recalled the skills taught to him by Zhishui, the methods of dealing with the instant body technique, and the core principles of the instant body technique, and flashed through his mind one by one.

Suddenly, Itachi's speed actually increased by three points.

“——Swish!!”

Changfeng's foot fell, and he was slightly surprised.

He is indeed one of the rare geniuses of Uchiha, and there are indeed some details.

He flashed and caught up with the opponent. The short sword in his hand turned into a shadow of swords all over the sky, and kept attacking the opponent like a meteor.

The sound of "ding ding dangdang" is endless, and sparks are splashing everywhere.

Itachi tried his best and finally barely resisted the opponent's attack, but he was already a little exhausted.

"What's going on with this guy's attack... Why does he have such a huge power..."

He fought and retreated, and the sweat completely soaked Itachi's combat suit.

He never thought that Changfeng not only opened the first gate of the Eight Gate Dunjia, greatly increasing his speed and strength, but also attached the strange power blessed by the immortal body to physical skills.

Not to mention a ninja like him who is not good at physical skills, even a physical skills madman like Metkai came to fight Changfeng, it would be extremely difficult.

"You who have not opened the Maneidoscope Sharingan is nothing more than that."

"Go to die."

The flames burned on the weapon in Changfeng's hand.

In an instant.

Dozens of illusion clones around him turned into angry flames at the same time, sweeping towards Itachi from different directions.

Seeing Uchiha Itachi, he was about to die under the turbulent flames produced by the burning fruits.

At the critical moment, a lightning figure arrived first and flashed in from the outside of the flames.

“——Buzz!!”

The surging chakra turned into solid energy, quickly forming an emerald green chakra exoskeleton, completely blocking all the rage flames.

"Susanoo?"

Changfeng stood outside the encirclement formed by the flames, looking at the chakra skeleton standing in the center of the flames, completely unaffected, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

What a pity...

He sighed secretly.

"Sorry Itachi, I'm late."

"After seeing the code you gave me, I rushed over immediately."

"Is it okay?"

Uchiha Shimizu helped up the injured Itachi who fell to the ground.

"I'm fine!"

"Brother Zhishui, this guy is the person we have been looking for!"

Itachi shook his head and pointed his hand at Changfeng.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Changfeng. The marleidoscope Sharingan of Shishui slowly turned, emitting a creepy and cold light.

"No matter who you are, it's not good to treat the brothers of the Uchiha clan like this, right?"

It's not as confrontational as I imagined.

Shishui's tone was even a little gentle.
To be continued...