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Chapter 490 of 1891

Chapter 490: Itachi Uchiha!

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Listening to Mieko's mother's introduction, Xiao Tian couldn't help letting go

of Xiaoju, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile, "So, Ma Ma, you are going

to teach me!"

"Then you have to ask if you want to learn."

"Think, this is what you realized, why don't you learn it!"

It was night, in the forest in Qianshou Park, Xiao Tian, under the guidance

of Mei Huizi, quickly mastered the soft boxing method with one hundred and

eight palms and the eight-diagram empty wall palm.

Gossip palm back to heaven!

Gossip · Breaking the Mountain!

Three thousand gods air strike!

With the guardian of Xiao Tiantian Dao Body and Animal Dao Body, the Anbu that

was secretly viewed was stared to death. As long as they changed, they would

die!

At four o'clock in the morning, Mieko was proud and proud, took Xiao Tian home

and made a supper.

Mieko admitted that she was a genius before, but compared to her genius son,

she was still a bit far behind.

At the same time, the Anbe Ninja passed the information he had seen to the

third generation of Hokage.

In the Hokage office, the three generations of Hokage are used to staying up

all night, listening to the report, clasping their hands tightly, pressing

their elbows against the table with a pensive expression.

"Thank you, let's go down."

"Yes, Master Naruto!"

After the Anbe Ninja left, the three generations of Hokage couldn't help but

murmured: "After all, Nizuo convinced the old people in the family, Xiao Tian,

this kid is really terrifying talent, this time Oshe Maru's actions may be

able to explore Xiao Tian's true thoughts. , If it is possible, perhaps the

Minister of Anbu can give it to him in the future."

The rising sun took off, and it was eight o'clock in the blink of an eye!

In a large-scale battlefield in Konoha Village, many people from the village

and even from other places are sitting in the audience, waiting for the battle

of Shimonin that will be played today.

Xiao Tian's shadow clone was hidden in the corridors of various battlefields

through the transformation technique, while the body was dangling in the

village.

I don't know what happened these days, Xiao Tian is half a centimeter smaller

every day.

"Huh!" Relying on the strong induction, Xiao Tian couldn't help but glance at

the big river in the distance. On the bank of the river, a middle-aged uncle

with a beard and long legs were fierce, and the mature and charming Xi Rihong

was with the man in the fire cloud black robe. The two confronted each other.

"Tsk tusk, it's a coincidence, Asma Sarutobi and Sister Yuri Hongyu actually

ran into the group of'Xiao'."

Xiao Tian was excited, feeling the Xianshu Chakra stored in his body sneaking

past.

"Mr. Itachi, we have been found." The dried persimmon ghost with a striped

fish face smiled.

"Uchiha Itachi!" Sarutobi Asma and Yuhihong looked shocked, and when they

turned around, the black hair and handsome face recognized their identities.

"And Wuyin Village Rebellious Ninja, one of the seven Ninja swords, dried

persimmon ghost!"

Uchiha Itachi had no joy or sorrow on his face, scanned Asma and Hong, and

said quietly, "You two can't stop us, let's go."

"Mr. Itachi, do you still have feelings for the people in this village? Or cut

it off, Jiejie!" The dried persimmon ghost shark couldn't help but touch the

muscle behind his back with a white bandage.

"Uchiha Itachi! You dare to show up! You come to the village! We won't let you

succeed even if we die!" Yurihong said coldly.

"Jie Jie, have you passed the news! Mr. Itachi, do you want to move your

muscles and bones?" The dried persimmon ghost shivered his hands a little.

"In front of me, playing illusion?" Itachi Uchiha wrote round eyes with a pair

of three-gouyu.

"Monthly reading!"

In an instant, Xi Rihong's illusion was broken, and she was dragged into the

world of Moonreading, and suffered the torture of knife cutting. The outside

body was rigid and her consciousness was chaotic.

"Red!" Asma was smoking a cigarette, knowing that this time things were

tricky.