"Tell me your purpose!"
Uchiha Madara spoke coldly, looking directly at the Third Hokage.
Hiruzaru Sarutobi's body trembled, and he immediately said: "I hope that all seniors will unite together to wipe out the Uchiha clan in the depths ahead, as well as the culprit, Feng Shuiliu Nami!"
"But pay attention, the power of the wind and water is by no means inferior to Hashirama-sama and Madara who were once at their peak!"
"Even more than that!"
This sentence made the faces of the moviegoers present all look surprised, and then a voice came out.
"Have you seen our prime?"
"In the eyes of the weak, all those who are stronger than him are strong!"
Ban said with a sneer.
"Madara, I grew up listening to your legends, but please let me see how strong you are!"
Danzo narrowed his eyes and said.
Uchiha Madara sneered, then looked towards the silent jungle ahead.
"Can!"
In the next second, his steps moved.
All the shadows changed their expressions and made way for him.
In that war-torn era, everyone had clearly felt this man's arrogance and strength.
"Let's act together, seniors!"
"This will be a war that will determine the life and death of the ninja world!"
Hiruzaru Sarutobi took a deep breath, looked forward, and said in a deep voice.
Countless figures moved one after another in the next moment, rushing forward.
"Code Name: The Undertaker!"
"The action begins!"
Danzo said in a low voice.
Chapter 467 It's You
The forest of leaves.
In the quiet jungle, the birds are chirping, and everything seems very peaceful. But in the shadows, there are occasional glimmers of light.
"Be vigilant at all times, the enemy will surprise you from any direction at any time!"
"We are the defense line of the Chinese army battalion. As long as this defense line is strong, no one will disturb Hokage-sama and all your lords!"
A serious voice came out, and the Konoha ninjas hiding in the shadows became more vigilant.
Suddenly, a branch in front of him trembled, attracting everyone's attention.
Immediately after, a figure appeared, with black hair and shawls, dressed in Warring States period costumes, his eyes glanced majestic and domineering.
"Enemy attack!!"
In an instant, a sharp shout sounded, accompanied by a sharp whistle, which alarmed countless birds in the jungle to flutter their wings.
"There are also here!"
"There are many enemies!"
The screams one after another quickly sounded and spread in all directions.
The entire peaceful forest suddenly became lively.
"Who is that guy?!"
The pupils of the Jonin in the front row contracted, and he felt that this figure jumping from the branches one after another and approaching them was very familiar.
"It's Madara! Uchiha Madara!"
The old ninja beside him shrank his pupils and said in a trembling voice.
Among the Konohas, there are a group of old ninja and chuunin. They have experienced that era, so they are very familiar with the first generation.
The figure with a sharp breath in front of him, which brings great pressure and fear to people, is the legendary Uchiha Madara.
"Wait, who is behind him?!"
Soon, someone recognized the extremely familiar figure behind Madara again.
Because the other party's face was engraved first on Konoha's Hokage Rock.
"Master First Generation!"
But how is it possible?
These legendary characters have clearly passed away long ago!
"Fight!"
"The first Mizukage!"
"Golden Horn and Silver Horn!"
"My God, it's all dead people, are they resurrected?"
Shouts sounded one after another, and the entire forest fell into panic.
It's okay to face the living in the world, but it's extremely difficult to fight the dead.
What's more, it's the fear of the dead, the fear!
"Immediately, call the camp!"
A harsh voice sounded, followed by several figures galloping towards the camp in the rear.
Afterwards, the leading Jonin raised his head and looked at the enemy ahead with sharp eyes.
In the next second, the black-haired man in armor rushed over at an extremely fast speed.
"kill!"
The Konoha ninjas gritted their teeth, gave up the fear in their hearts and rushed forward.
Uchiha Madara's eyes were blood red, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth as the three jades twirled.
Almost instantly, he had already entered Konoha Ninja's camp.
He lowered his head and moved his right hand. He held the kunai around the opponent's waist in his hand, then raised his head and wiped it on the opponent's neck.
"laugh!"
Bright red blood sprayed out, and then kicked out again.
"boom!"
With horror and fear, the ninja flew out, and his expression was always condensed at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, Uchiha Madara's speed was astonishingly fast, and even the ninja who was holding a kunai attack on one side did not react.
He turned his head sharply, his blood-colored eyes met his.
In an instant, the fear quickly magnified in the heart of that ninja, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.
"It's just gravel, it's not half as good as me!"
He stretched out his right hand and grabbed his wrist, immediately stopping the ninja's movements.
Afterwards, Madara's figure turned around, somehow he was behind him, and with a flick of his right hand, the opponent's Kunai had already reached the neck.
No matter how simple it was, with a casual circle, blood spurted out, and the ninja slowly fell to the ground.
After doing all this, Madara raised his head and looked forward to stop, standing in front of him, fearful and angry of a group of ninjas.
The corner of his mouth grinned, revealing a cruel smile.
"Feel the despair!"
In the next second, his figure jumped up, but his simple fists and feet had terrifying strength, causing the body of the enemy in front to collapse and his bones to break.
In just a few breaths, the enemies in front of him were wiped out.
Uchiha Madara leaped out in big strides, and came to another ninja rushing towards him holding a kunai, and uttered coldly.
"Do you want to dance too?"
Xia Ren was stunned, but before he could react, he felt his body fly backwards, accompanied by blood spitting out of his mouth.
"Madara, you're a bit vicious in your shots!"
At this time, Qianshou Zhujian, Qianshou Feijian and others came here and said with ugly expressions.
After all, they were born in Konoha, and they couldn't bear to see this scene.
"You seem to lack understanding of the word "enemy!"
Uchiha Madara said coldly.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped and continued to rush in.
"Let's rush inside as soon as possible and fight the water and them!"
"Only by solving the culprit can this war be completely ended!"
Thousands of hands said between the doors.
Hashirama nodded, looking at Madara's back with a solemn expression.
On both sides of them, there are also shadows from other villages, who are also mercilessly beheading Konoha ninjas and advancing quickly.
At the same time, Konoha was in the camp.
"Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama, Senju Banma, and shadows from other villages?"
Jiang Liu murmured.
Opposite him, Uchiha Fugaku looked serious and dignified.
"Shui Liu, what should we do now?"
Jiang Liu got up slowly, and responded with a smile: "Since they want to get straight to the point, they go straight to our camp."
"Then, let these dead people take a look at how much combat power we have here now!"
He turned and walked out, and after winking at Redfield sitting opposite him, he walked towards the forest.
"It's time to work, everyone!"
Redfield smiled.
One after another, the figures stood up, stretched their waists, and tilted their necks, with excited fighting intent on their faces.
"It's finally us!"
"The next battle should be very interesting!"
"A strong man from another world!"
Redfield was very elegant, his eyes glanced at the two figures behind him, and he bent slightly.
"You two go first!"
No one else said anything, because everyone present knew very well that these two people definitely had the qualifications and strength to go first.
"Ku la la la la!"
"Roger, let's go and have a look together!"
"What kind of opponent Jiang Liu has provoked here, but the old man is too curious!"
The tall old man with a naginata in his hand and a crescent-shaped beard laughed and said.
Just standing there, he gave the Konoha people around him a huge sense of oppression.
"Come on, Newgate!"
Roger smiled lightly, his mustache twitching on his lips.