An hour passed, and the sun had already set halfway through the mountain.
"My patriarch, that Uzumaki tribe hasn't appeared differently." A Uchiha scout quickly reported to Madara.
Madara sat on the boulder, showing impatience, and said, "Senna, attack, it will be dark in a while."
Senna was puzzled on the side, "It's getting dark, but it's good for us, brother."
Madara hesitated and shook his head.
When Senna saw this, his face was surprised, "Brother, your eyes..."
Seeing Madara acquiesced, he immediately stood up and said, "All members are assembled, ready to attack!"
On Senju's side, Masahiko had already gotten the movement of Uchiha's clan through his perception, and looked at the three disciples who were still crying beside him, feeling very helpless.
"Okay, don't cry, teacher, I'm not dead yet, go back and stay, the battle is about to begin!"
After seeing the three of them far away, Masahiko couldn't laugh or cry, and said in his heart, "I can't explain why I won't die in this war..."
Seeing Uchiha attacking, he shouted, "Everyone prepares, meet!"
Masahiko looked at the distance of Uchiha's clan, nodded slightly, his mind moved, and a few small fireballs appeared in front of him, but they did not directly bomb as before, instead they focused slightly. The shape of the small fireball gradually changed and became one. A small shuriken.
"Shiro Dun-Spiral Shuriken!"
Several burning small shurikens whizzed as Uchiha's team attacked.
When Uchiha Madara saw this, without a second word, his eyes turned a kaleidoscope, "Suzano!" The pale blue giant smashed all the shurikens with a few punches.
"Old guy! You said that my opponent is you, right! Now I'm here!" Madara shouted, and the giant came straight to Masahiko.
Masahiko turned his head and glanced at the door, gave him a worry-free look, and rushed towards Madara.
There was a righteous god in the door, and he shouted, "Thousands of people, fight!" He went straight to his old rival Uchiha Senna.
Masahiko ran to Uchiha Madara, shouting loudly, "Uchiha Madara, fight again after 14 years, I hope you will not be as embarrassed as last time."
Madara gave him a fierce look, and didn't say anything. He looked at the distance, and Suzuo Nenghu made a seal on the giant's hands, "Fire escape-extinguish the fire!" The fire that was more than ten times larger than before hit Zhengyan. Come, shout in your mouth, "This time, you will take another look!"
Masahiko looked at the flame without any defense. A special shuriken passed through the flame and threw it at Madara. When the shuriken approached Madara, he activated the shuriken substitution technique, and instantly appeared in front of Madara's Suzano.
"Netherworld-Fantasy Killer!" In Madara's incredible gaze, Suzano opened a hole and kicked Madara away with one kick. After Madara's control was lost, Giant Suzao gradually dissipated.
"Bara, history is always surprisingly similar. After 14 years, you got kicked by me again." Masahiko watched Ma reluctantly stabilized his figure and laughed.
Madara looked embarrassed, "Damn old guy, there are so many weird ninjutsu..."
Madara stood upright, "I didn't want to use it, but I can't show mercy to this old guy..."
"Suzuo can be!" Madara's eyes were bleeding and tears, and the bigger Suzuo gathered together with two heads and four arms, two of which were holding huge lightsabers.
Masahiko shook his neck, looking sad, "Fighting with giants is tired, you have to look up, you are bigger now... Do you want to tire me to death?"
Madara and Masahiko talk nonsense, and cut with both swords.
Masahiko quickly seals, "Tudun-Return of Tulu!" A huge rock appeared between the two of them, but after a while, Masahiko's face changed slightly, and he started the Shuriken substitution technique again.
The huge rock was split into two by Madara's double swords, and Masahiko wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead.
"Wow, it's real, I'm afraid I'm going to finish playing if I don't take it seriously..." Masahiko concentrated, fairy mode-start!
In Madara's eyes, Masahiko's feeling for him suddenly became completely different.
He was stunned for a moment, and his complexion was slightly black, "Is it the same technique as between the pillars?" It was obviously a bad memory that came to mind.
"Xianfa-Fengdun-Spiral Shuriken!" Masahiko yelled, and the spiral shuriken of completely different power than before slammed towards Madara.
Madara regained his senses, looked at the spiral shuriken that was getting bigger and sneered, "You are far worse than Zhujian!"
A sword struck the shuriken, but his complexion changed drastically after only a moment of blocking. The two swords crossed the defense, and he was still forced to slide a hundred meters before the shuriken was shaken apart.
"I am far worse than the column, but you are also far worse than him now!" Masahiko added fuel to the fire.
Sure enough, Madara didn't hear anyone saying that he was inferior to the post. As soon as he stood firm, he manipulated the giant to step back, splitting his swords at Masahiko, and at the same time he sealed his hands, "Fire escape-the art of fireball!" toward Masahiko's. Specially made shuriken drop point attack.
"As expected of Madara, I figured out the principle of my shuriken substitution technique so quickly... However, there are still three shurikens like me." Masahiko said with a smirk, and at the same time pointed the sword in the third hand. Throw it in one direction.
Uchiha's complexion changed, his blood-red eyes spinning at high speed, he wanted to see where Masahiko was going.
But in a blink of an eye, Masahiko in front of Madara disappeared, and Masahiko was not in the direction of the three-shot shuriken.
"Under the ground!" Madara cursed inwardly, turning the sword in his hand to the ground under his feet.
"Xianfa-Chidori Sharp Spear!" Facing Madara's chopping, Masahiko, who had drilled out of the soil, chose a hard connection for the first time, taking the opportunity to approach Madara's position again.
"Netherworld-Fantasy Killer!" The sinful hands grabbed Madara's Suzuo again, but Madara would not be hit for the second time. His eyes glared, and the instant illusion made Masahiko slightly stunned. After waking up again, Madara's lightsaber was already close at hand, and he had no choice but to activate the Shuriken Substitute Technique again.
After moving away from Madara, Masahiko gasped slightly.
"Damn Susao, I can't do anything with him except for a fantasy killer. Now Madara is prepared, and it is impossible to defeat him..." Masahiko looked around and found that the situation was slightly better for Qianshou. The disciples cooperated with each other and barely protected themselves.
"Then, the next step is to procrastinate, delaying to the return of the pillars or other battles to determine the winner..."
Masahiko thought in his heart, the fairy mode was lifted, the chakra consumption in this mode was too violent, not suitable for protracted battle.
Madara saw Masahiko panting, and said loudly, "Old man, this is not enough? You are still far behind!" He said, chasing him.
"Shikudun-Too steaming!" Masahiko didn't want to use this dangerous ninjutsu, but now it seems that besides consuming Chakra's spiral shuriken too much, only it can cause some trouble to Madara.
Sure enough, although it was impossible to penetrate the Suzuo Nohu, the heat of the steaming burned the spot through a layer of Suzuo, which had little effect, but... the spot turned into a big red face.
"Old guy! You are dead!" Madara became a little bit irritated.
Masahiko: "..."
I put a counter-effect technique, what should I do, wait online, very anxious...