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40 Was this the era of Ninja Village? Was this really the era of Ninja Village? Evaluation

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"Elder Qiandai!"

"Elder Hai Laocang!"

Hearing Chiyo and Hai Laocang's exhortations, many of the Sanin's eyes turned red. They even had the thought of giving up on the humiliation of living and fighting to the death.

"Retreat!"

However, Chiyo and Hai Laocang seemed to have seen through their thoughts and immediately shouted "retreat", suppressing their determination to fight to the death.

"Yes, sir!"

Maki, Yura, and the others stared deeply at Chiyo and Osamu, as if they wanted to engrave their faces in their hearts forever.

Soon after, someone took the first step to retreat, but soon, more and more sand ninjas followed.

Chiyo and Old Hai's willingness to die could not change the fact that they were defeated.

However, compared to the group of Cloud Ninjas who were brought away by the third generation Thunder Shadow, Markey and the others were afraid and respectful, but they managed to retain a trace of the will of the wind.

"There's one thing that I didn't quite understand, but now I do.

Being born in the same era as you is truly sad, but also truly fortunate.”

After watching the two thousand sajins leave, Chiyo turned to Carl and sighed.

"Originally, I thought that after you crushed the Warring States Era, your era would have passed. I didn't expect that…you were still alive!

The era of the Ninja Village…Hehe, was this really the era of the Ninja Village?”

Hai Laocang let out a long laugh. His laughter was filled with confusion, desolation, and doubt.

Puchi

The two siblings seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding.

The moment Laocang Hai stopped laughing, the two of them looked at each other at the same time. Then, Chiyo moved two of her fingers, and two of the puppets in the group of ten suddenly swung their sabers and pierced themselves, as well as Laocang Hai's heart.

“……”

Carl watched the two of them calmly die while they chatted, which was completely different from Luo Sha's behavior. He did not say anything and just stared at them calmly.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes and expression did not change at all.

Perhaps his heart was as hard as stone.

Perhaps Hai Laocang and Chiyo were enemies!

Perhaps it was because he had seen too many things like Hai Laocang and Chiyo.

After all, since the Warring States Period, there had been too many ninjas and samurai who had fallen to his fists in the same way.

"Puppet Masters should die in the hands of puppets!”

" Dying after challenging a hero…It's not an injustice. I just don't know how many more eras you'll have to occupy the Ninja Realm after the Sengoku Era and the Ninja Village Era before the legend of the Iron Fist will come to an end!”

Chiyo and Hai Laocang fell to the ground one after another. After muttering to themselves, their flames of life completely dissipated.

"How many eras have you occupied Ninja Realm for? I don't know either!"

After Carl heard Old Hai's murmurs before he died, a hint of confusion and curiosity flashed across his eyes.

He really did not know.

In the past, he thought that since he had lived until Naruto Legend, his era and legend should have come to an end.

But now, he was already in his nineties, and he still looked like an uncle in his early thirties.

Even as he grew older, his body was not restricted by age. In fact, as the days passed, his strength and physique were still gradually increasing, as if there was no end.

Just like what the Pot King Tuanzang had said, his strength and style were even better than the peak of the Warring States Period.

"Come out!

Don't tell me you think that your lousy ninjutsu can fool this old man!”

Carl narrowed his eyes and suddenly said to the desert that was empty except for the sand and the three corpses.

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The desert next to Chiyo and Hai Laocang's bodies suddenly surged, and a ninja wearing a sand mask slowly emerged.

"You Shayin people fear me like a tiger, but you, on the other hand, managed to escape from my fists with great difficulty. Instead of running back to Ninja Village with your tail between your legs, you actually have the courage to appear in front of me!”

Carl sized up the familiar yet unfamiliar Sanin in front of him with interest.

"I'm afraid of you too, which is why I don't want to lose the courage to collect the corpses for Chiyoko Granny and the others.”

As Carl's gaze swept over her, the Sandin in front of her began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Interesting. Brave Sand Ninja, tell me your name!”

Carl couldn't help but laugh.

"Ma Ji, Shinjin Sanhide!"

Markey took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his heart, forcing himself to calmly reveal his name.

"Shayin Maji, are you usually this brave?!”

Carl looked at Markey with a hint of playfulness.

“……”

However, Markey could only squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

The last person who was ridiculed by Carl not only died, but he was also forced to feed a pile of gold dust before he died.

Now that it was his turn, how could he not panic?

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore.

Take your Windshadow and Elder and scram!”

Karl saw that Markey, who would be known as a great general in the future, was on the verge of tears. He no longer had any intention of teasing him. He waved his hand and gestured for him to take away Chiyo, Hai Lao Zang, and Luo Sha's corpses.

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