Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

——Boom, there was a violent shock, and the wooden man over meters tall was knocked to the ground with a punch.

Standing among the pillars above the wooden man, he looked at the ground with a serious expression, and glanced at other battlefields from his corner of the eye from time to time.

Ah Fei's wooden escape is very good, so good that he feels a little familiar.

But excellent is outstanding, just talking about the attainments in wood escape, whether it is the proficiency or the chakra contained in the escape method, the opponent is more than a cut behind.

Facing this seemingly weakened version of himself, Hashirama was confident that he could resolve the battle within ten minutes.

But what he is facing now is not the protagonist, the real battle is still there.

Looking at the panic-stricken people on the other side, he couldn't help feeling worried.

Although judging from the battle situation, everyone was just a little embarrassed, and there was nothing serious about it.

But feeling the aura on Madara's body that was completely different from the past, Hashirama knew very well that Madara was just teasing them now and had not used his true power at all.

With this great uncertainty ahead, Hashirama now only hopes that Madara can have fun and is willing to play for a while, otherwise those people will be wiped out if one is unlucky.

But no matter how much you play, you will always get bored, so how can you break the game?

Hashirama's mind was spinning rapidly, constantly thinking of countermeasures.

There was a loud bang, and Hashirama, who was immersed in his mind, stumbled and almost fell off the wooden figure.

He quickly concentrated on looking back at the battlefield, and saw the figure opposite him clasping his hands together, as if he was summoning all his strength to perform a very powerful technique.

Hashirama frowned, and was about to take this opportunity to give the opponent another heavy blow.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, with his shocked expression, a giant Buddha hundreds of meters high slowly rose from the ground.

As soon as he appeared, the arms behind the Buddha quickly swung a few times, causing a strong gust of wind, as if to warm up.

Affected by this, the expressions of everyone who was being teased by Madara changed, they stopped their movements and stepped back together.

Seeing the incomparable power of the majestic Buddha, while everyone was shocked, they couldn't help worrying about Qi Zhujian's victory or defeat.

However, the worries in their hearts had just emerged when suddenly, a violent burst of chakra swept away from the wooden man.

The invisible aura, instigated by chakra, blew dust around him. It was as if Hashirama's potential was exploding. A vigorous and powerful aura began to appear all over his body, and a brown texture appeared above his eyelids.

"Hey, are you going to get serious?" Sensing this chakra, Madara moved his eyes towards Hashirama with interest, and muttered to himself.

The people who stopped were just breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly, the ground began to tremble again.

Under the twisting and gathering of countless roots, a thousand-meter-tall giant slowly crawled out from the ground and stood up amid everyone's stunned expressions.

Looking at his own giant Buddha who was more than half shorter, Ah Fei subconsciously touched his head, as if he was a little at a loss.

"Hey, it seems impossible to fight an enemy of this level."

After thinking about it, he turned his attention to Madara, and what he responded to was Madara's expressionless face, which seemed to have no intention of intervening in their battle.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to sigh helplessly, control the giant Buddha to raise his arm and launch the attack first.

——Boom, the air currents were raging, the waves were rough, and the violent collision began.

The faces of the figures standing around changed drastically, and they quickly called on their companions to continue retreating.

Among the crowd, Chiyo smiled bitterly as he ran: "No wonder he is called the God of Ninjas. This kind of power is indeed far beyond what we can compete with. The ninjas of Konoha are really full of weirdos."

Onoki said with a sullen face: "Rather than feeling emotional about the power of the first Hokage, I am more worried about how the next battle will be fought. Even one of the opponent's subordinates has such power. One can only imagine how strong their master is. .”

Chiyo looked worried: "There is no other way. Now that things have happened, there is no place for us anywhere else except here. If possible, I really don't want to give up here and escape. I can only take one step at a time."

On the other hand, Shisui hesitated for a while, but finally agreed to Tobirama's decision.

The situation was urgent and urgent, and they were not blind. They knew very well whether these people could deal with Uchiha Madara.

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Tomona patted Shishui's shoulder, although his tone was serious, but his complexion was very gentle.

For some reason, although this Uchiha tribesman is just a rebellious nin, he feels surprisingly familiar to him. He can seem to see a shadow on him.

He was curious about this, and wanted to ask several times, but in the end he gave up.

He was worried that if this traitorous ninja was really a descendant of his disciple, that would be really ridiculous.

"I understand, but are you sure it's still too late?"

"You should have heard of the Flying Thunder God technique. When I was summoned last time, I left marks in several places. It won't take long."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tobirama disappeared from the spot without any warning.

Seeing this, the man opposite him smiled coldly: "Are you scared out of your wits, so you chose to abandon your companions and escape alone? Ah, I forgot, that guy is immortal, so he is going to bring in reinforcements?"

Shisui, who turned around, did not answer his words, but said in a cold voice with a solemn face: "You hidden rat, who are you? Why do you have the Sharingan? I don't remember anyone like you in my family."

"You're just a kid, how many people can you remember? You'll understand who I am when you die."

After the words fell, the man waved the round fan again and attacked Zhishui.

At the same time, in the billowing yellow sand hundreds of miles away from Hope City, everyone in the Xiao organization was half-kneeling on the ground in disarray, bathing in the wind and sand in a state of embarrassment.

What they were facing was a man shrouded in black robes. The man was holding a ball of light in his hand, standing in the air, looking down at them.

"Why, do you want to continue?"

A faint voice resounded around everyone, even if they couldn't see the expression on the other side, they could still guess the arrogance and pride of the other side under the mask.

Fei Duan stared at the man with staring eyes, and said with dissatisfaction: "Damn it, you still want to beat me at this level, you are too crazy."

The man said calmly: "Your... name is Hidan. I heard that you believe in the evil god. So... don't you want to really see the evil god's posture?"

Upon hearing this, Hidan was slightly startled, but then, his eyes widened, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth angrily: "What did you say! You bastard, you actually... .How dare you insult Lord Evil God."

The man smiled: "Is it an insult, you will understand later."

After saying this, he gently raised the crystal ball in his hand, and the white light bloomed. It was inconspicuous in the environment where the sun was shining high and the yellow sand was all over the sky, and it was even a little blurry.

However, Hidan could see strangely clearly, and as if he had seen an unbelievable scene, he became numb for a moment.