Long Live The Hokage

An hour passed, and the sun had already set in the middle of the mountain.

"Master Patriarch, that Uzumaki clansman appeared as usual." A Uchiha scout quickly reported to Madara.

Madara sat on the boulder, showing impatience, and said, "Quina, attack, it will be dark in a while."

On the side, Quan Nai looked puzzled, "It's getting dark, but it's good for us, brother."

Madara hesitated, then shook his head.

Seeing this, Quan Nai was surprised, "Brother, your eyes..."

Seeing Madara's acquiescence, he immediately stood up, "Assemble everyone, prepare to attack!"

On Senshou's side, Masahiko has already obtained the movement of the Uchiha clan by virtue of his perception, looking at the three disciples who are still crying beside him, he is 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 people walking away, Masahiko didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said in his heart, "If I don't die in this war, I still can't explain it..."

Feijian also saw Uchiha attacking, and shouted, "Everyone is ready to attack!"

Masahiko looked at the distance of the Uchiha clan, nodded slightly, and with a thought, several small fireballs appeared in front of him, but they did not bomb directly like before, but concentrated slightly, and the shape of the small fireballs gradually changed into a A small shuriken.

"Scorching Dun-Spiral Shuriken!"

Several burning small shuriken roared like Uchiha's team to attack.

When Uchiha Madara saw this, he didn't say anything else, his eyes kaleidoscope twirled, "Susano!" The light blue giant knocked out all the shurikens with a few punches.

"Old guy! You said 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 Tobima, gave him a no-worry look, and rushed towards Madara.

With a straight face, he shouted, "People of the Thousand Hands, fight!" He went straight to his old opponent Uchiha Izuna.

While Masahiko ran towards Uchiha Madara, he shouted loudly, "Uchiha Madara, fighting again after 14 years, I hope you will not be as embarrassed as last time."

Madara glanced at him fiercely, didn't answer, looked at the distance, Susano made a seal with both hands of the giant, "Huo Dun-Huo Huo Mie!" Huo Huo Mie, which was more than ten times bigger than before, attacked Masahiko Come on, yelling in your mouth, "This time, take another look!"

Masahiko looked at the flames without defense. A special shuriken passed through the flames and threw it towards Madara. When the shuriken was close to Madara, he activated the shuriken substitute technique, and instantly appeared in front of Madara's Susano.

"Death-Fantasy Killer!" Under Madara's unbelievable eyes, Susano opened a hole, kicked Madara out, lost Madara's control, and the giant Susano gradually disappeared.

"Madara, history is always surprisingly similar. After 14 years, you were kicked by me again." Masahiko saw that Madara barely stabilized his figure, and laughed.

Madara looked annoyed, "Damn old guy, there are still so many strange ninjutsu..."

Madara stood up straight, "I didn't want to use it at first, but it seems that I can't show mercy to this old guy..."

"Susano!" Madara's eyes were bleeding and tears, and the larger Susano was condensed, with two heads and four arms, two of which held a huge lightsaber.

Masahiko shook his neck and looked sad, "Fighting giants is tiring, I have to look up, you are even bigger now... Are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

Madara didn't talk nonsense with Masahiko, and slashed down with both swords.

Masahiko quickly formed a seal, "Tu Dun-Tu Lu is back!" A huge rock appeared between the two, but after a while, Masahiko's face changed slightly, and he activated the shuriken substitute technique again.

The huge rock was split in two by Madara's twin swords, and Masahiko wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Wow, it's serious. If you don't take it seriously, I'm afraid it's really over..." Masahiko focused his attention, and the fairy mode-activated!

In spotted eyes,

The feeling Masahiko gave him suddenly became completely different.

Dazed for a moment, Madara's complexion turned dark, "Is it the same technique as Hashirama?" It was obvious that he recalled some bad memories.

"Immortal method-wind escape-spiral shuriken!" Masahiko shouted, and the spiral shuriken with completely different power from before struck Madara.

Madara came back to his senses, looked at the spiral shuriken that was gradually getting bigger, and sneered, "You are far worse than Hashirama!"

A sword slashed at the shuriken, but after only a moment of blocking, his expression changed drastically. The two swords crossed to defend, and he was still forced to slide a hundred meters before shaking the shuriken away.

"I am far behind Hashirama, but you are also far behind him now!" Masahiko added fuel to the fire.

Sure enough, Madara couldn't hear anyone saying that he was inferior to Hashirama. As soon as he stood firmly, he manipulated the giant to take a few steps back, slashed at Masahiko with both knives, and at the same time made a seal with both hands, "Fire escape - the art of fireball!" Special shuriken point attack.

"As expected of Madara, I figured out the principle of my shuriken substitute technique so quickly... However, I still have three such shurikens." Masahiko said, with a smirk on his face, and pointed the three shurikens at the same time. Throw in three directions.

Uchiha Madara's complexion changed, and his blood-red eyes spun rapidly, trying to see where Masahiko was going.

But in the blink of an eye, Masahiko disappeared in front of Madara, and there was no Masahiko in the direction of the three shurikens.

"Underground!" Madara cursed secretly, turning the sword in his hand to the ground under his feet.

"Immortal Method - Chidori Sharp Spear!" Faced with Madara's slash, Masahiko, who got out of the soil, chose to block for the first time, and took the opportunity to get close to Madara's position again.

"Death-Fantasy Killer!" The sinful hands grabbed Madara's Susan again, but Madara would not be caught a second time. With his eyes wide open, Masahiko was slightly dazed by the instant illusion. When he woke up again, Madara's lightsaber was already close at hand, so he had no choice but to activate the shuriken substitute technique again.

After staying away from Madara, Masahiko took a slight breath.

"Damn Susanoo, I have nothing to do with him except Fantasy Killer. Now that Madara is on guard, it is impossible to defeat him..." Masahiko looked around and found that the situation was slightly favorable to Senju, The three disciples cooperated with each other and barely protected themselves.

"Then, the next thing is to procrastinate, to procrastinate until Zhujian returns or other battles to decide the winner..."

Thinking in his heart, Masahiko released the Immortal Mode, which consumes too much Chakra and is not suitable for protracted battles.

Seeing Masahiko panting, Madara said loudly, "Old guy, this is not enough? You are still far behind!" Saying this, he came after him again.

"Shooting-Steam Kill!" Masahiko didn't want to use this dangerous ninjutsu at first, but now it seems that apart from the spiral shuriken that consumes too much chakra, it is the only one that can cause some troubles for Madara.

Sure enough, although the Susano couldn't be penetrated, the heat from the over-steaming still reached Madara through a layer of Susanoo, which had little effect, except... Madara turned into a big red face.

"Old guy! You're dead!" Madara became a little annoyed.

Masahiko: "..."

I put an anti-effect surgery, what to do, wait online, very urgent...