In the mountains and forests, just after a brief treatment of the wound, he heard several sounds of breaking through the air when he was in a stroke. He shrank carefully, skillfully breathed, his heartbeat returned to silence, and his hands formed seals to send invisible signals in a special way.

"Huh!~"

The signal was answered, and he took a deep breath, got up and walked out from behind the tree.

As soon as he showed up, the root ninja who came to pick him up quickly came close to him and knelt down on one knee.

Shan Zhongfeng looked at these elites at the roots. He couldn't help but feel excited on his face, and took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Report the target situation."

Several root ninjas responded in turn after hearing this. Fortunately, there was no one else here. Otherwise, if they were in the ears of anyone from any side, it would definitely cause an uproar, because it was actually a conspiracy against all the daimyos, princesses, and even the powerful nobles in the entire ninja world!

Yamatsushi listened to the report of the Ninja Genbu, and his admiration for that adult became stronger and stronger. The friendship between his former colleagues could not change this emotion. Now his only wish is to follow the adult and witness the future after the reshaping of the ninja world pattern.

If you want to break the old pattern and not pay the price or make sacrifices, it is impossible to succeed.

Reality is cruel after all, it is bloody. Fairy tales are always only in books and cannot be reflected in reality.

The mission given by Shan Stroke is the most critical thing outside the battlefield in this revolution. Taking advantage of the chaos, taking advantage of the infiltration of various countries in the past, controlling the powerful and noble classes in one fell swoop, and then controlling the situation in various countries, laying the foundation for the future unification of the ninja world.

This is a matter of speed for soldiers. It is not difficult to use ninja methods. Just to subvert the entire ninja world in one fell swoop, the preparation and energy required to be invested is unimaginable, and it requires a suitable opportunity.

And now, this is an opportunity that is rare in a thousand years.

Therefore, after hearing the root ninja report everything, Yamatsu Feng ordered without hesitation: "The action begins!"

"yes!!"

The Genji Ninja, who had always been calm and cold and looked at death, nodded immediately when he heard this, and could not help but feel a sensation in his voice.

The mountains and forests quietly returned to silence, leaving only the birds singing and the shadows of the trees swaying and rustling. All the conspiracies just now suddenly disappeared like hallucinations.

However, this is the real beginning of the changes in the ninja world, just another battle away from the battlefield.

...

Twilight completely disappeared at the end of the sky. The orange-yellow light on the water flow that had lost its control of chakra faded away, flowing freely towards low or potholes, gradually soaking the land around the collapsed cave.

In the mud where the water flow and the soil merged, the oil girl staggered back, then hit a solid chest as solid as a wall. After holding her breath for a few seconds, she started to breathe heavily.

The Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost was motionless, like the most loyal guard, but even the seven-member ninja sword was unable to react in the situation just now, and there was no need to react anymore. Just let the oil girl take the root and lean against it like a wall.

"Lucky, lucky."

He murmured, exhaled and panted, and his eyes blinked quickly under his sunglasses, releasing the panic that had just happened to the moment.

I saw that less than ten steps in front of him, the two figures almost overlapped together.

Yes, it is not the illusion caused by the front blocking the back, because both figures are very tall and tall. When making different moves, those in front naturally cannot block the ones behind, not to mention that those behind "sayed" the heart-wrenching words to the front.

The strongest spear, hell, finally arrived when the Dry Squid Kisame fished in troubled waters, and then pierced the blue-skinned fishman's chest with one blow.

The blue light was slowly converging on the lenses of the roots of the girl, and finally completely dissipated, leaving only mottled black marks on the blue chest of Kansame...

Puff! ~

There is also an extremely terrifying penetration injury.

The dried persimmon Kisame fell to the ground and fell into the mud. The dark skin quickly faded away, and the thick and powerful tail gradually deformed. Finally, it restored the appearance of the sword that was originally from, and fell into the mud and water beside it.

Kisame Ganshi turned her head hard, looking at the knife with an even more exaggerated shape and more powerful force, and murmured: "Sure enough, I still want the sams."

After saying this, the color in his pupils quickly faded, just like the cold and empty hole when he waved his butcher knife to his companion, but it seemed a little different, but what were the specific differences. This has become an unimportant and meaningless thing with the passing of Ganji Kisame, the "weird" of Mizuki.

Obviously, this is what it means to take roots from the oil girl.

What he cared about was something else.

In front of the ruins of the cave, the oil woman took the root and stretched out her hand to catch the insect driven by the secret technique. After a short speechless communication, he frowned.

"It really disappeared, where did you go? The battlefield?"

He murmured, turned around and stood quietly and looked into the distance. Under the gradually dimming gray sky, it seemed that only the two tall and short ones were left, and they were still in a short tranquility.

...

Even for ninjas, distance is still an insurmountable obstacle. The vibration caused by the collision between the Reincarnation Eye and the Reincarnation Eye is earth-shaking and unprecedented, but people on the main battlefield are still immersed in the war and cannot extricate themselves.

But there are always some people who are unique.

Susano, who was fully body, was as shocked as a martial god. He faced the Thousand Arms of the Buddha who had transformed into a Buddha directly, did not fall under the wind. The blue samurai sword, which was as long as a river, swung down fiercely, and his unparalleled sharpness suddenly surged, slashing countless wooden escape arms in the loud bang.

The rhythm of the Senju Hashima was not chaotic, and he controlled the Wooden Escape Buddha to press forward step by step, and bombarded the Qianfen with a momentum that was not inferior to Uchiha Madara, breaking the sharp sword energy and hitting the blue giant like raindrops. Amid a series of storms of air, a large number of fragments broke, turning into light spots and dissipating in the air in the splash.

"Haha! I am worthy of being the man who is standing side by side with me, Hashirama!!"

Uchiha Madara, who was in the precious jade on Susanoo's forehead, looked refreshed and heroic, laughing while waving his knife and throwing the guegua.

After many years, he was able to fight with his old friends so much. He couldn't help but recall the time he played carefreely by the river...

Uchiha Madara was recalling her youth, and the voice of Chiju Hashirama suddenly came from the top of the Buddha's head: "Stop talking nonsense, Madara! Eat me one, two, three, four... so many punches!"

After the words came, the palm wheel behind the Buddha quickly pinched his fingers into a fist, and rushed out like a heavy cannon, covering the sky for a while, burying the body of the martial god who was completely Susano as majestic as a mountain into huge fist shadows.
Chapter completed!