火影忍者照美冥被雷影上

Yang Ji thought like this, and as soon as the thought crossed his mind, something incredible happened. Buzz! The light and shadow in front of him were flowing, as if a thought had secretly heard Yang Ji's voice. The next moment, Yang Ji's perspective switched, the air flow in front of him was turbulent, and the cold light of the sword flashed, like a crucian carp crossing the river. Flying in front of my eyes....