Long Live The Hokage

Masahiko said a long time, and found that Madara on the opposite side was always the proud face, even with his weather-proof face, it was a bit unbearable.

“Tobirama, give it to me by Uchiha Madara, you people, you! I want this little demon to see the gap in actual combat experience (imitating a wave of old Chiyo lady, I feel pretty handsome …)”

“Second grandfather, you …” Tobirama was about to stop, but saw Masahiko holding each hand with a shuriken and rushed towards Madara, but he had no choice but to say to the Senju Clan elite behind him, “Stop the other people, I’ll go support!”

“Look at me shuriken, look at me shuriken Clone Jutsu, look at me shuriken Transformation Jutsu!” Masahiko shouted three times, and the two shurikens turned into dozens of huge Fuma Shuriken, whistling towards the faces of the seven people across.

“What the hell is Ninjutsu, everyone avoided, Body Flicker Jutsu!” Izuna shouted.

Several other people quickly dodge, only Madara turned slightly sideways, avoiding most of the shuriken, and stopped one in his hand, disdain, “This is the actual combat experience gap you said?”

Masahiko smiled: “I knew you would pretend-shuriken Body Substitution Jutsu!”

Suddenly, Masahiko and the shuriken in Madara’s hand changed their position and flew a kick, right in the middle of Madara’s chest. Madara couldn’t help but do a free-fall movement, and flew out of several dozen meters. The dust was flying, and it was impossible to see the situation for a while. how is it.

“Big brother! Damned’s old fellow …” Izuna yelled said, rushing towards Masahiko, but stopped by Tobirama, and the two fought together. Senju Clan other people surrounded the remaining five Uchiha clansman, three Peak Jonin attacked, and the other people assisted and pushed the opposite side into a dangerous situation.

“Hateful!” The smoke dispersed, and Uchiha Madara revealed the figure, except that the body was covered with dust, a trace of blood was hanging on the corner of the mouth, and not at all suffered too many injuries. But my face of Longao Madara was lost, and a face-to-face was blown out by such an old fellow. I couldn’t help but feel irritated and used Uchiha Clan’s unique Fire-Style Secret Art: “Fire-Style: Dragon Flame Release Song Jutsu!”

“Earth-Style: Tu Xingsun (Hidden in Stones Jutsu)” faced Madara’s Fire-Style, Masahiko chose to go underground. After the fire was over, it came out again.

“Look, there is still a gap in the actual combat experience? You should have used Dragon Flame Jutsu just now, and you should not use the enhanced version of Dragon Flame Release Song Jutsu. That is for multiple enemies. You see how much Chakra you have wasted.” Zheng As Yan said, he also gently shaking ones head, as if in poor Madara’s actual combat experience.

“Less nonsense!” Madara was completely “detonated”, and the three-tomoe in her eyes rotated, slowly turning into a pinwheel pattern. “Fire-Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!” Madara spit out a slightly exaggerated Fireball, several dozen meters away, Masahiko could feel the heat that seemed to dry the air.

“As expected, is one of Madara’s Mangekyo’s capabilities to expand Ninjutsu formidable power? Naruto Fans don’t deceive me.” Masahiko thought, but his hands were not slow, “Wind-Style: Vacuum Wave!” Madara’s Great Fireball cuts a wide enough channel in the middle.

“Fortunately, I still have Wind-Style. I’m afraid that this level of Fire-Style can penetrate my earth wall in an instant … Sure enough, facing Madara is still too reluctant.” Masahiko secretly said in one’s heart.

He didn’t hand seal again, but instead launched Mouth-Style: “Madara, do you want to fight again? The person you brought can hardly hold on.”

Madara looked around all around, and sure enough, Izuna was entangled in Tobirama, and it was difficult to win. But the other five people were in danger, and everyone was injured, and they couldn’t hold it. This old fellow will not be able to solve it in a short while. There is also a princess of the vortex family in the sedan that is unknown, and I heard that it is also a genius …

“Izuna, take them to retreat! I’ll take a break!” Madara loudly said.

Izuna hesitated, and hand sealed with both hands: “Fire-Style: Great Fire Destruction!” Opened a distance from Tobirama, while providing a breakout opportunity for the five besieged. When the people gathered, they fled immediately into the woods.

Tobirama was about to pursue, but found that Madara stopped in a flash.

“You are too arrogant, Madara. One person wants to stop us, not even my big brother! I just left you today!” Tobirama loudly said.

“Leave me? This move was originally a surprise for Hashirama. Let me see you first. Susanoo!” Madara said, two eyes shed tears of blood, and a light blue skull frame enveloped him.

Ten minutes later, Masahiko held Tobirama aside, his helpless look-at Madara swiftly away. Only Three-Style Jutsu and Shuriken are better at it. He has no way to defend Ninjutsu of this absolute defense. In the entire group, only Tobirama and three Peak Jonin can cause little damage to Madara, but now the three people are lying on the ground, Tobirama is also hollowed out, and other people are all injured. Even if you know that Madara is already an arrow at the end of its flight, there is no way to chase it.

Tobirama gasped, got rid of Masahiko and went to see the situation of the three people lying down. What made him relaxed was that the three people were just stunned by the impact and did not matter.

“I didn’t expect to see each other for two months. Madara became-stronger so much. Fortunately, he let Izuna retreat before, otherwise we might stay here a few more.” Tobirama sighed, said.

“Yeah, I’m really lucky. If Uchiha Izuna is still there, I’m afraid that Mito, the bride, will have to do it myself, then I’m shameless to go back to see my big nephew.” Masahiko replied, but he knew the original work well But the thought was, “This time Madara brought someone who might have intended to congratulate Hashimara’s wedding, but why did she play it again?”

If Masahiko knew that Madara was determined to attack their team because of his Mouth-Style, I don’t know if Old Zhang’s face would be red.

At this moment, Mito came out of the sedan chair and said, “I’m very sorry, I didn’t make it easy. Just let the three seniors in the coma lie in the sedan chair. Let’s hurry up. If we are attacked again, I am afraid everyone Difficult to cope with. “

“This …” Tobirama pondered, but he still didn’t refuse, “Everyone adjust it and get on the road as soon as possible!”

If this happens then, the bride Mito is running with the team, and there are three men lying in the sedan chair. Masahiko thought so, and laughed out loud. If Hashirama saw that the bride she was about to marry had become three uncles, the picture was too beautiful …

Tobirama looked at Masahiko, but couldn’t help asking: “Second grandfather, the shuriken Body Substitution Jutsu you used before is similar in thought to a Ninjutsu I’m developing. Can you teach me a reference?”

“Is Flying Thunder God Jutsu?” Masahiko thought to himself, “No problem, but you have to promise me one thing.”

“No problem, you say?”

“You did this at your big brother’s wedding …”

“This……”

With that said, the land of Senju Clan is already far away.