The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

"Nagato?" Jiraiya frowned after hearing what Gamamaru said, and looked at Nagato with expectant eyes.

It's a pity that Nagato shook his head, moved his neck inch by inch, and took the entire Amegakure Village into his eyes, with a deep nostalgia in his expression.

He was not silent for too long, and spoke in a hoarse and low voice:

"Jiraiya-sensei, take Konan and Tsunade-hime away!"

When Konan heard this, the melancholy in her eyes was immediately replaced by determination. She walked quickly to Nagato and looked at him seriously:

"Nagato, stop talking! I want to stay with you. Jiraiya-sensei, let's go!"

Jiraiya knew what Amegakure Village meant to the two of them. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say any words of comfort. Finally, he waved his hand and said with great enthusiasm:

"How could I be afraid of death since I came..."

Before he finished speaking, he was punched and knocked unconscious by Tsunade who came around behind him and still remained rational.

Gamamaru nodded in approval to Tsunade, led the two of them into the earth, and escaped quietly with the help of earth escape.

It had no intention of taking action from the beginning, and now it was in a stalemate. The thought of retreat had been brewing in its heart for a long time.

Although it thinks it has a better chance of winning if it consumes more, it can't stop Menma, who possesses the Flying Thunder God, from escaping. It doesn't want to accompany such a meaningless consumption.

Madara, Menma and Izumi saw their little moves. Madara raised his chin and looked towards the inner lake with disdain:

"You can only hide behind your back and engage in conspiracy. You have great power but can't use it. What a waste!"

Izumi looked at Menma secretly, his right hand already caressing the handle of the knife, ready to intercept.

Menma, however, smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pressed down with one hand to signal Izumi not to pursue.

At the same time, the whirlpool spear in his palm was thrown and pierced through Gamamaru's flat head again.

The toad made no sound after being pierced, and its soul must have fled with Jiraiya and others.

Madara, who was watching the show with his arms folded, suddenly felt uninterested. He raised his chin and looked at Menma's naked upper body:

"The descendant of the Mito family is called Uzumaki Menma! Come on! Let's dance!"

He looked at Menma with eyes filled with fighting intent. The previous battle between Gamamaru and Menma had made his blood boil, and he wanted to fight again.

Compared to Madara, Menma looked calm. He obviously had no intention of fighting. He took back the whirlpool spear and suggested to Madara with a smile:

"The battle between you and me should stay in the Kingdom of Wind. You shouldn't mind letting the Kingdom of Rain out!"

The purpose of his trip was just to occupy the Kingdom of Rain and see the power of the three holy places. As for a fight with Madara, there were plenty of opportunities.

And in comparison, the Kingdom of Wind is more suitable as a battlefield, and is mostly a barren land in the wilderness.

Of course, he also knew that Madara would not give up so easily. As he spoke, his face changed, and his tone was even more arrogant than Madara's:

"Of course, I don't mind defeating you with Quan. That old toad has gone away."

Menma raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The space around him flashed, and a brand new white robe was put on him. He thought in his mind:

"Since Gamamaru ran away, why didn't Myoboku Mountain send out new strong men? This is very strange..."

After Menma made the suggestion, Madara pondered for a moment and looked at the smiling Menma and the silver spear raised high in his hand.

Fight!

etc! Behind him was a descendant of Uchiha, her gray sword had been unsheathed for a moment.

Difficult!

Today's young people really don't care about martial arts, and they always want to gang up on the elderly. They are far worse than my time!

Madara was not silent for too long. He made a disdainful sound, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"I hope I can have fun playing next time."

Madara kicked off his feet and flew towards the Kingdom of Wind like a whirlwind. He didn't even have time to turn off the Six Paths Mode, and the white robe and hair on his body were rolled back crazily by the wind.

The sky cleared up again, and the sunlight filled every corner of the earth without reservation. In mid-air, there were two arch-like rainbows hanging one behind the other, with pleasant shapes and gorgeous colors. It seemed that the Land of Rain It will be a nice weather tomorrow.

"ended!"

"We are victorious!"

"Lord Daimyo is the strongest!"

"The Daimyo is the strongest god! I can go home safely!!"

The hiding ninjas ran onto the streets one after another, their voices so excited that they almost broke their voices. They opened their arms, raised their heads and bathed in the sunshine, feeling the joy of surviving the disaster.

They either cried with joy, or hugged their heads and cried. Some stood on the rubble, while others jumped onto the steeple, waving their arms together and shouting to the figure in the sky.

In comparison, the three Jinchuuriki and the free fourth-tailed grandson were much calmer.

When Menma was fighting just now, the four tailed beasts present were not idle either. They gathered in the spiritual world to discuss the two sides of the fight.

"Do you feel it? A familiar scent!"

The ape-like grandson squatted on the ground on his hind legs, with two thick arms stretched forward. He took the lead in asking questions, his voice was as loud as a bell, and Kong Wu's powerful posture was clearly visible.

"It's very similar to Old Man Rokudao's." Nemomata's soft voice was trembling a little at this time, and there seemed to be a hint of panic in her mood.

"In addition to Menma and Izumi, Uchiha Madara has also shown the strength of the Six Paths." The rhinoceros shook the antennae on his forehead and blew out a long snot bubble.

"Uchiha Madara! Hahahahahaha, Kurama was played by him like a pet at that time. Fortunately, I hid it deep enough."

Shukaku scratched his itchy belly, looking gloating, and kept laughing at the absent Kyuubi.

But no one resonated with it. The cat arched its back again and let out a low roar of "ho ho", and the mucus on the rhino's body began to shake uneasily.

At that time, Kyuubi was not the only one who was treated as a pet.

"Ahem, but this old thing like Toadmaru is so powerful!" Sun looked helplessly at the stupid civet cat, coughed twice, and changed the subject.

After Sun Yi reminded them, the four of them seemed to be enveloped by Gamamaru's aura again, and at the same time they clamped their tails behind them.

......

"I lost..."

"The enemy is too strong."

"Even gods and angels are not as good as those people in the sky, right?"

"..."

Under the leadership of Nagato and Konan, the ninjas from the Land of Rain gathered by the lakeside at the entrance of the village, waiting for the final judgment.

Their heads were lowered, their expressions were desperate, like eggplants beaten by frost, and the weapons in their hands had long since disappeared. Some people with rich emotions even sobbed, their shoulders kept shaking, and their tears fell to the ground drop by drop, but they were quickly dried by the sun.

Wearing a red cloud robe and a purple rose on her head, Xiaonan stood in front of the troops.

At this moment, there was no expression on her cold face, and she looked extremely cold with purple makeup. She raised her chin slightly and looked at Nagato's thin back, the will to die in her eyes gradually getting stronger.

Yahiko, we are coming to see you.

Unfortunately...our ideal has not been realized yet.

At this time, Nagato's eyes were fixed on Menma who was falling in mid-air. This opponent who was once equally matched but now could only make him look up to him, he sighed to himself and said to the sky in a hoarse tone:

"Uzumaki Menma, let's have a fight. Being able to die by your spear is the retribution I deserve."