Chapter 458: Going out (6000 words today)
"It's almost time!"
Looking across the scorching battlefield and looking at the ninjas fighting each other, Toshiro finally set his sights on Chubeimaru.
After wreaking havoc on the battlefield for a while, a dark red figure appeared opposite it.
The Yondaime Mizukage, Goju Yagura!
"It seems that my changes are really big!"
At this time, Toshiro was no longer the little brat who was timid in the face of enemies and did not dare to kill when he first became a ninja.
Even if he was on the battlefield, the dying cries of his companions or enemies would always be heard around him, but he would not be able to make any waves in his heart.
On the contrary... there is a feeling of excitement.
"Send the signal, all members press forward, initiate a total attack!"
After giving orders to the commanders behind him, Toshiro continued.
"Ye Juan, the next command will be left to you!"
Standing on a high place, and finally remembering the battlefield situation in his mind, Toshiro rushed behind him and confessed to Mimura Hazaki, who had returned from the battlefield, and then jumped directly from the high ground where he stood.
"Lord Hokage..."
Opening his mouth, Mimura Hazaki originally wanted to persuade the Hokage not to come to the battle in person, but after looking at the Yondaime Mizukage opposite, he finally did not say what he was persuading.
Step by step, he slowly quickened his pace. Toshiro held the ancestral flame fan in his left hand, and the Kusanagi sword snatched from Orochimaru in his right hand. He was wearing a white flame-patterned god robe, which turned into an arrow. , pointing directly to the center of the battlefield.
Nine hundred meters…seven hundred meters…
As his pace quickened and his breathing became more rhythmic, his chakra boiled to its peak.
"careful!"
A Mist ninja who had just killed a Konoha ninja saw Toshiro approaching quickly from the corner of his eye.
For some reason, he couldn't help but swallow, and shook the kunai in his hand, while large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Momentum is a very mysterious thing.
Just like the King of Dance in the original work, he single-handedly attacked the ninja alliance of ten thousand people, but in terms of momentum, he alone overwhelmed ten thousand people.
Toshiro does not have the rich killing experience of his own Dance King, and he is not yet as powerful as him, but he is an ordinary fog ninja.
Facing his charge, I instantly felt a surge of adrenaline and a dry mouth.
He casually put an end to the mist ninja who was blocking his progress. Toshiro's eyes were filled with scarlet light, his eyes swung from side to side in his eye sockets, and he kept moving with his feet.
The figure changed and once again came behind a Mist Ninja, effortlessly sending the Grass Pheasant Sword into the opponent's chest.
Toshiro had a strange feeling.
As his Sharingan glanced over, the next moves of the surrounding fog ninjas seemed to be within his expectations.
How these people resist and counterattack their attacks, as well as their next course of action, are all within their own minds.
He only needs to get close to them, and then use the Pheasant Sword in his hand to easily take away the opponent's life without spending too much effort.
With a light step, he avoided the attack from behind. He spread his flame fan lightly to block the kunai flying from the side, and shook it lightly.
These kunai shot out in the direction they came from.
The long sword in his hand was pointed back, and the Kiri ninja who had just attacked Toshiro seemed to have planned it in advance, and he was just about to step forward and swing the sword.
Then his Pheasant Sword appeared right on his heart, and he delivered his heart to the blade of the Pheasant Sword just like a door-to-door delivery.
Everything is so natural and smooth.
"You guy, don't underestimate the mist ninja~"
Another sword pierced the chest of a Mist Ninja easily, and bursts of dazzling blue light appeared on the Ninja sword in the hands of the Mist Ninja.
Seeing Toshiro kill his companions so unscrupulously, he directly drove back the Konoha ninja on the opposite side with a knife, waved his ninja sword, and rushed towards Toshiro.
"Useless effort!"
With a quick glance, he saw that he was a Mist Ninja Jōnin, but this kind of enemy didn't pose much of a threat to him at all.
"Since you are eager to seek death, I will give you a ride!"
His target was not the Kirist ninja who was fighting here, but the Fourth Mizukage who was entangled with Chuheimaru in the distance.
But since this man rushed up on his own, he didn't mind and sent the other person to his death.
"I won't let you succeed!!"
Just when Toshiro was about to withdraw the Kusanagi Sword from the Mist Ninja in front of him, whose heart had been pierced.
The mist ninja, who was already on the verge of death, suddenly burst out with his last life force. He clasped his hands together, chakra exploded in his hands, and stuck Toshiro's weapon on himself.
Even though a large mouthful of blood spilled out of his mouth, the mist ninja mustered up his last strength and roared loudly:
"Light, kill him to avenge me!"
"Not bad will!"
He casually pulled it out without pulling out the Kusanagi Sword. Toshiro did not panic, but instead praised the Mist Ninja's willpower.
"But...an attack of this level does not pose a threat to me!"
The flame fan in his hand gently turned to block the Ninja Sword of the Mist Ninja. He looked at this Mist Ninja with amazing willpower and said indifferently.
Then the chakra in his hand surged, and a layer of blue chakra light covered the grass pheasant sword in his hand.
Poof!
The right arm retracted, bringing up a large amount of blood. At the same time, the left arm exerted force, and the flame ball in the hand shook, and a counterattack force erupted.
"not good!"
With one strike on the strange-shaped weapon in the opponent's hand, the Mist Ninja knew something was wrong. Before he could make any adjustments,
A huge counter-shock force caused his entire right hand holding the knife to rise uncontrollably. The whole person lost his balance instantly, and at the same time, the door opened wide.
Then there was a flash of sword light, and his world quickly fell into darkness.
…
brush!
There was a soft sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.
"Damn it!"
Turning around and avoiding the blade in the hands of the mist ninja opposite him, Baiyun snorted coldly.
He was surrounded by three Mist Ninjas. Looking at the unkind looks of the Mist Ninjas around him, he didn't feel timid at all.
On the contrary, it aroused his desire to die even more.
It didn't matter if he had the numerical advantage, he, Baiyun, had long been prepared to sacrifice for Konoha.
"pity!"
Feeling the nearly depleted chakra in his body, he once again grasped the ninja sword in his hand that had begun to become a little curled.
"Is this your limit?"
Looking at the three mist ninjas who cooperated tacitly in front of him, he knew in the morning that if there were no accidents, his life might end here.
The only pity is that at the last moment, I can't take all my enemies with me to the end of the world.
"Let's do it together and kill him!"
A leading Jonin looked at Baiyun's hand holding the sword in the morning.
The hands that harvested a large number of Mist Ninja's lives were beginning to tremble uncontrollably due to lack of strength.
"Water Release·Water Fang Bullet Technique"
Three whirlpools emerged from the puddle at his feet in the morning, and then turned into three rotating fangs, attacking towards his lower body.
This is not the end.
There was a whooshing sound through the air, and a large number of shurikens were fired at him from his flanks, but fortunately there were no detonating talismans among them.
It was a relief in the morning.
Ding ding ding!
He jumped up helplessly, and just as he swung his sword to block the shurikens that enveloped him, a bright sword light lit up from in front of him.
clang!
Regardless of the fact that there were still a few shurikens that could not be blocked, he directly swung his sword to block the opponent's powerful and heavy slash.
Puff puff!
There was a burst of shurikens and a muffled sound that penetrated the Jonin's vest.
Resisting the severe pain in my body, I was in mid-air in the morning, twisting my body and adjusting my posture.
He knew that the opponent's attack would never be so easy to block.
Sure enough, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see the fog ninja who had just performed the ninjutsu and threw the shuriken, sneaking around behind and below him.
Prepare to give him a fatal blow.
With his free left hand, he secretly held a few detonating talismans. He had already made up his mind in the morning that even if he died, he would have to carry someone on his back.
Swish, brush, brush!
A blue light flashed.
Baiyun was preparing to die with his enemy in the morning. Before he could react, a large area of bright red appeared on the chest of the enemy in front of him.
Then he fell weakly to the ground, twitched twice and died.
Not only the close-attack enemy in front of him, but also the enemies behind him and below, who were preparing to give him a fatal blow, had their bodies separated and were lying in a pool of blood.
"Hokage...?"
His eyes fell in front of him, and he saw the figure passing by him with a gust of breeze. He watched the opponent easily kill the enemies in front of him, and then continued to rush forward.
Feeling the indomitable aura of the other party, he somehow seemed to feel that his blood, which had gradually become cold because he was close to death, was slowly boiling.
"Fighting behind such a strong man... seems not bad!"
Feeling the chakra emerging from his body and his right hand that has stabilized again.
In the morning, he waved the ninja sword in his hand and killed a Kiri ninja who was flanking his Konoha companions. He roared angrily at his stunned companions.
"Kill...kill all these fog ninjas!!"
After that, he followed Toshiro's back and began to slowly move towards the central battlefield where the largest number of Mist ninjas gathered.
Originally, with his relatively cold temperament, he would not have done such unnecessary actions, but looking at Naruto's retreating back made him feel excited.
I couldn't control myself at all.
With such a leader who takes the lead, how can they, ordinary Konoha ninjas, slack off! He couldn't intervene in the battle around Naruto, but these fog ninjas had no problem solving it on their own.
Not only Bai Yun was alone in the morning, but many Konoha ninjas exploded with strength far beyond their past, and began to spontaneously follow behind the flowing god robe, launching a reverse charge towards Kirigakure, who had the numerical advantage.
Each and every one of them couldn't help but let out impassioned roars.
