I, the Naruto fan!

"Uchiha Madara!"

"Come down and dance!"

Two simple sentences completely ignited all the enthusiasm of Uchiha Madara.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Qianju Qianqiu! Oh - Qianju Qianqiu!"

Uchiha Madara looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly jumped down from the tree.

Even though he is already very old, even he walks a little shaky.

But after all, he is the man who stands at the top of the ninja world!

"Madara-sama!"

Nepenthes Zetsu jumped down when he saw Uchiha Madara, as if he was going to fight Chiaki. He quickly appeared in front of Uchiha Madara and blocked his way.

"Go away, don't stop me!"

Uchiha Madara's eyes were filled with excitement. Ever since the death of Senju Hashirama, he had never felt such a burning desire to fight like today.

A thousand hands between pillars, a thousand hands and a thousand autumns...

Sure enough, the only opponent of the Uchiha clan is the Senju clan!

"Madara-sama! Your body can no longer support fighting Senju Chiaki!"

Jue persuaded her earnestly, "Why don't we take a look at the situation first..."

"Look at the situation?"

Uchiha Madara looked down at Nepenthes Zetsu, "Do you think the seven wastes you control can do any harm to Senju Chiaki?"

"Why don't you take a look first...take a look first..."

Nepenthes looked in the direction of Qianqiu unwillingly, "Look, the seven of them have thrust their ninja swords into Qianju Qianqiu's body, and the battle situation has almost been established!"

"Setting up the battle situation?"

Madara Uchiha looked at Nepenthes Zetsu in surprise, and asked blankly: "Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

Nepenthes cursed secretly, maybe this old man is old and frail, and has presbyopia in his eyes?

He was scolding in his heart, but on the surface, Nepenthes was naturally extremely respectful and said to Uchiha Madara: "Madara-sama, please look in the direction of Senju Qianqiu..."

As he spoke, he controlled the seven Ninja Swordsmen to insert the seven Ninja Swords in their hands harder into Qianqiu's body, and twisted the blades in an attempt to increase the damage to Qianqiu.

"The direction of Senju Qianqiu?"

Madara Uchiha did not look at Qianqiu, but looked straight at Nepenthes Zetsu, and said with a smile in his tone: "I didn't see what you said, but I saw what Chiaki Qianju laid. War situation."

"How is this possible!?"

Nepenthes said with no dissatisfaction, "If you take a closer look, it is clear that Senju Qianqiu was suppressed by the seven ninja swordsmen controlled by me..."

As he spoke, he turned back to look at Qianqiu.

However, when Nepenthes Jue looked at Qianqiu, the words he was saying were strangled to death.

"You...I...this..."

Nepenthes was like a duck that had its throat pinched. It could only blush and look at Qianqiu in surprise.

He has lived for so many years and has never seen such a weird thing!

Qianqiu's body was filled with pink light, and the faces of the seven ninja swordsmen controlled by Bai Jue were twisting and struggling.

As long as the seven of them exert more force, their expressions will become more and more ferocious, and at the same time, the vitality of the seven of them will also decrease crazily.

"How is this going!?"

"Quick! Pull it out!"

Nepenthes Zetsu quickly commanded the seven Ninja Swordsmen, and the seven Ninja Swords were immediately pulled out of Qianqiu's body, bringing out a large amount of blood.

However, Chiaki raised the corners of his mouth without changing his expression and looked straight at Uchiha Madara, seemingly not caring about how much damage his body had suffered.

Compared with the seven Ninja Swordsmen, the seven of them were lying directly on the ground, their faces extremely pale and weak. It was obvious that their vitality had been exhausted to a certain extent.

"This, this, this..."

Nepenthes Jue said that he had lived for thousands of years and had only seen wet nurses who treated others and gave them life force. He had never seen a wet nurse who sucked other people's life force!

What a monster this guy is! ?

Even among the ninjas of the Uzumaki lineage in the Kingdom of Whirlpool, there are no monsters as capable as Chiaki!

"They are just seven mindless beasts. It doesn't take much effort to deal with them."

Qianqiu glanced down at the seven guys, with a disdainful smile on his face.

However, in fact, Qianqiu has been holding back his pain.

Doesn't she feel anything?

How can it be!

Even though Qianqiu has huge vitality and can recover, even if she is injured, she can repair quickly.

But she is still a human being after all, and she can still feel pain, right?

Not to mention, in order to cause Qianqiu to be more seriously injured, Nepenthes Zetsu controlled the Ninja Sword and the seven people twisted the Ninja Sword in a circle.

This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. If it weren't for the comfortable anesthesia that would be produced during the filling of vitality, Qianqiu would have screamed in pain.

"You just control their bodies and gain their abilities."

"But can you accurately know their condition?"

Qianqiu lowered her head and glanced at her injuries, which were already recovering quickly. She calmly said to the shocked Nepenthes Jutsu: "Long ago, their life conditions were already quite bad!"

"That's it, you still want to win against me?"

"Dream!"

A faint pink chakra line was wrapped around the feet of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, constantly absorbing their vitality and providing it to Qianqiu.

But after all, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen had been seriously injured and defeated long before.

They were able to get up and continue fighting, relying entirely on the support of White Zetsu.

White Zetsu, a life made up of spores, has much less vitality than real people.

"Hahaha!"

Listening to Qianqiu's words, Uchiha Madara clapped his hands happily and said to Nepenthes Zetsu with a smile: "You, you, so you will never be a ninja!"

"A qualified ninja must make reasonable use of all his life!"

"A ninja who cannot control his own life is not a ninja!"

Nepenthes Zetsu gritted his teeth unwillingly, shook his head and said: "Mada... I can still..."

"No, you can't!"

Facing Nepenthes Zetsu who seemed to want to struggle, Qianqiu snapped his fingers lightly.

Hula

The other side of the realm instantly appeared behind Qianqiu, and it raised its fist in the joyful eyes of Uchiha Madara.

Boom!

Seven small pits exploded on the ground. Nepenthes Zetsu looked at the only seven remaining ninja swords in the pits in shock, and silently retreated.

"Good, very good!"

"Decisive in killing! Unlike Hashirama, who is indecisive!"

Uchiha Madara praised again, "Senju Qianqiu, are you the descendant of Hashirama, or the descendant of that bastard Senju Tobirama?"

Chapter 392 Weren't you crazy just now?

"Does it matter to you who I am the descendant of?"

Qianqiu smiled brightly, and pink light continued to surge on her body. The pink light provided a lot of vitality to quickly repair her injuries.

Uchiha Madara's eyes fell directly on Qianqiu's body. Through her broken purple kimono, he could vaguely see a lot of snow-white and turned-out bloody wounds.

However, those bloody wounds were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye under the pink light, revealing Qianqiu's fair and attractive skin again.

"... Lord Uchiha Madara, are you a pervert?"

Qianqiu looked at Uchiha Madara's eyes, lowered his head to look at his own situation, and couldn't help but put his hand to cover his body, looking at Uchiha Madara with a little contempt.

"... Yellow-haired girl, what's so good about you?"

Uchiha Madara seemed to have noticed the wrongness of his eyes, and snorted heavily, "I have been in the ninja world for so many years, what kind of women have I not seen?"

"Even if your appearance and figure are the best choices in the past hundred years, it is meaningless to me!"

"Women will only affect my fighting speed!"

It is true that the strength of Senju Hashirama is not much different from that of Uchiha Madara, but he was tied to Uzumaki Mito after all and became a tracheitis.

But Uchiha Madara has never been tempted by any woman.

Powerful, abstinent, proud.

This kind of self-control is indeed moving.

"Hmph."

Qianqiu hummed softly and reached out to touch her body.

The pink light suddenly became dazzling, like a shining coat draped over her body, covering the exposed skin.

"I see your temperament, you should be the descendant of Senju Tobirama, right?"

Uchiha Madara looked at Qianqiu's petty and bad temper, and Senju Tobirama popped up in his mind.

This old thief has been coveting his body for a long time, and always wanted to do something big to him.

"From the feeling you give me..."