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There are coordinates of the Flying Thunder God in the player's body. This is a back-up left by Link to facilitate the teleportation of the player.

But now, such a backhand is quite convenient for players who have mastered the art of Flying Thunder God. The moving coordinates are clearly displayed. For high-end players like Heige, there are really many tricks that can be played. Too much.

Of course, fortunately due to some force majeure factors, Namikaze Minato, who is more proficient in the flying thunder god technique, is not here, otherwise the situation would be quite embarrassing.

Therefore, when Kuroka's right hand shining with electric light was about to penetrate Sarutobi's chest, but was tightly squeezed by a pair of hands extending from the diamond rod, and was about to be beaten to the head by the angry old man, Kuroka still Able to retreat to Master Bao calmly.

"I can't breathe anymore, I'm running out of chakra."

The electric light on the black singer dissipated, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, "I can't stand it anymore. As expected of the Third Hokage, there are no flaws at all. What about you?"

"I've already used two Wind Releases to suppress him, and he's still okay."

Master Bao said angrily, "The only one with chakra, Bai Da, was killed by you as cannon fodder."

"Haha, that's the price he paid for hooking up with Qiao Qiao! If you lick a dog, you will die! Forget it, that's it for today,"

At the last moment, Heige looked at the flames coming towards his face, smiled, and then said loudly,

"But don't think this is the end! We will come again! Get ready!"

The night attack is finally over.

But the turmoil in Konoha Ninja Village has just begun.

"Three generations?"

Yamanaka Shuji walked up to Sarutobi who was silent.

"Ugh"

The man known as the hero of endurance sighed, "Treat the wounded, dispose of the bodies, and move the camp back ten kilometers after dawn."

"Three generations!"

Xiuji was shocked. The depth of the Grass Country was not that big at all. What if he retreated further?

Then he saw Sarutobi's solemn face, "I understand."

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"Is the Kingdom of Rain just ahead?"

He casually resurrected Heige and Baoye, ignored their questions at all, and teleported them back to the Country of Grass. Link, who was moving forward rapidly, looked at the dark clouds in the sky in the distance and exclaimed, "It's really shrouded in the waves. It’s a country under a dark cloud that never goes away.”

"Link, what are you doing?"

Next to him, Madara, whose skinny body looked stronger but still looked old, said in a voice, "Who is he?"

The more we get along with him, the more I realize how unpredictable this guy is, constantly resurrecting the warriors under his control. In the past, Madara thought that the players' ability to resurrect was their own problem, but now it seems that it is entirely this guy's technique.

Plus

After breathing lightly for a while, Madara clenched his fists unconsciously. The fresh feeling coming from his body really made him intoxicated. Although he was still old, he had indeed regained some youthfulness compared to before.

"What the hell did you do to me?"

he asked.

"What did you do? I had to say something,"

Link rubbed his chin, "Human cells have an upper limit on division. Mr. Madara, the so-called aging is such a process. What I did to you was just to create some new cells for me."

"manufacture?"

Madara frowned suddenly and created something out of thin air. Is this a six-level ability?

"Are you trying to threaten me, Link?"

Mr. Madara said coldly, "Using restoration of youth as a threat?"

Indeed, if he could regain consciousness, Madara would never think about dying again, and then bet that the heir he chose would resurrect him as promised. This is really unreliable. In the original work, if Black Zetsu hadn't helped, Madara would have died. My husband probably ended everything while he was still sleeping in the Pure Land.

However, this does not mean that he is willing to accept Link's coercion. He is Uchiha Madara, the only Uchiha Madara who would rather die than be threatened.

"No, how could it be? We are comrades with the same purpose, Mr. Madara. The reason why I didn't fully restore your youth was because there was not enough time. Don't worry, when you get the Rinnegan, the invincible Uchiha Madara will be back."

Link smiled.

"Humph."

Madara just snorted coldly. This guy had no idea what he was thinking. However, this guy did have the ability to kill himself. He even knew where he placed his reincarnation eye. If he wanted to do something to him, If anything, I can't resist at all.

So just go with him for now.

"Let's go and get the Samsara Eye back first, and then we can start our peace plan."

In the Konoha camp, the night has not yet dissipated.

"Carry it away, carry it away! Next one!"

Qiao Qiao said loudly.

"Doctor, he still looks in pain! He didn't wake up at all, why?"

"Shut up, what time do you think it is now? There are as many guys as you want lying there waiting for treatment!"

Qiao Qiao said angrily, "Next one!"

"Yes Yes."

No one dared to refute the current Qiao Qiao. After the battle, the busy work of the medical team had just begun. More than a hundred ninjas died, and the number of injured was several times higher. The medical team collected all the intact tents, and all were slightly damaged. Ninjas with emergency response experience were warned, but it was still not enough. Everyone was busy hitting the back of their heads with their heels, like ants on a hot pot.

Those three bastards!

Qiaoqiao didn't even have time to gnash his teeth. He was so busy dealing with injuries that he had no time to talk nonsense.

"Did it take just three people to cause us such serious losses?"

Outside the medical class, Sarutobi, who had not yet had time to take off his combat uniform, sighed, "Those guys"

The Third Hokage of Konoha has not felt like this for a long, long time, unable to win from such an enemy. The last time he felt like this was many years ago, when he followed Teacher Tobirama to face the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers. Before that, it was probably time to face Uchiha Madara, right?

Although their individual strength is not strong, they possess amazingly powerful techniques. They are even invincible and can be resurrected indefinitely. Even sealing techniques are ineffective against them. How can you see any hope of victory against such an opponent?

"Let's not disturb the medical team to treat the wounded. It's really hard on them,"

Sarutobi looked at the busy Qiao Qiao and said silently, "By the way, Hizashi, please be vigilant. Only the medical class must not have any problems. Don't give those guys another chance."

"Yes, the third generation."

Veins suddenly burst out in Hizashi's temples, and the world suddenly became black and white.

"This!!"

Then, in the next moment, he was completely stunned and lost his voice, "Sandaime!!"

"What's the matter? Day difference?"

Sarutobi couldn't help but tremble in his heart, could something go wrong again soon?

"That rascal"

Hizashi pointed forward with a trembling hand, "He's one of those guys!"

"what?"

Sarutobi looked at Qiao Qiao that Hizashi was pointing at and was stunned for a moment.