Skeleton veins starting from Konoha

The clash of kunai and hidden sword brought a crisp sound.

And in Monzaemon's astonishment.

A sunny, handsome face that I had never seen before appeared in front of me.

Obviously with a hearty smile.

There was no hesitation in Namikaze Minato's attack.

Holding kunai in both hands, the first blow opens the hidden sword, and the second blow goes straight to the chest!

The fast, neat attack was not flashy, but it instantly penetrated Monzaemon's right chest and entered his heart. That was a position that would not be fatal in a short time, but would make people lose their combat effectiveness.

Even after this series of attacks, Namikaze Minato still had enough energy to put it on Monzaemon's stomach and kick him away.

Eliminate all possible threats.

"Konoha Chuunin, Namikaze Minato, come on!

Sorry, support is late! "

Namikaze Minato turned around and gave Gekko Kamiya a bright smile.

He is not tall and wears an ugly Konoha green vest. There are even some traces of battle on his body, making him look slightly embarrassed. But with this smile, just looking at him makes people feel confident out of thin air.

Moonlight Kamiya's straight fang blade that had begun to extend in his hand breathed a sigh of relief.

Although in fact, he did have countermeasures just now.

But it’s just gambling.

I bet Monzaemon didn't want to kill him.

Monzaemon's hatred lies with Hatake Sakumo, and arresting a few of them is also to threaten Hatake Sakumo, so Monzaemon will try his best not to kill himself and others.

On this basis, the attack from the fangs just now could directly kill Monzaemon.

If the other person doesn't want to kill me, bet that I will hurt him to death.

But it would be best if Minato Namikaze came to support him.

At this time, he didn't want Rasengan, no Sage mode, and no Flying Thunder God.

But he is Namikaze Minato, that's enough!

Extraordinary fighting acumen, excellent ninja foundation, and superb neurological reflexes.

Even without cheats, Minato Namikaze is definitely an excellent ninja!

At this time, even if he did not have the fighting power of a jounin, he was definitely the best among the chuunin.

On the opposite side, there was already a broken body in the wind...

Well, it seems to be basically dead.

He looked at Monzaemon lying on the ground like a salted fish.

Moonlight Kamiya finally couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Sit down on the ground.

"It's better to come late than never. This time it really saved a life..."

Moonlight Kamiya glanced at his teammates while talking to Namikaze Minato.

...It’s more serious than the injury just now!

Just now, Monzaemon used chakra threads to control everyone. Except for Moonlight Kamiya and Shisui, the other two people naturally noticed and struggled.

It's a pity that the two of them don't have Gekko Kamiya's corpse veins, and they don't have Shisui's Uchiha blood plug-in that can explode, so it is naturally difficult to break free from the control of the chakra thread inserted into the acupuncture points.

Even if he tries to break free, he will suffer physical injuries just like Shisui.

Therefore, several people at this time were even more seriously injured than before.

Especially Shisui.

The battle itself was very hard, coupled with the mental consumption of keeping the Sharingan open, and finally the blast broke free from control.

Now the oil is really running out.

After seeing Namikaze Minato, he broke the last string and fell to the ground unconscious.

Seeing Shisui's figure falling to the ground, Gekko Kamiya wanted to help him, but his feet went weak and he didn't even stand up.

Fortunately, Namikaze Minato had quick hands and eyes, and he was able to support Shisui and slowly lower him to the ground.

"I'm not good at treatment, so I won't bandage it for you. These are all the medicines I carry with me. Use whatever is useful."

Place Shisui on the ground.

Namikaze Minato took out all the healing items on his body.

Then he carried the kunai and walked towards Monzaemon not far away.

He also wanted to ensure that Monzaemon had no power to resist, but he could not let him die.

A living ninja is much more valuable than a dead one.

On the other side, the four people were silent.

Zhisui fainted and fell to the ground. Baiyun was lying on the ground in the morning not knowing what he was thinking.

Senju Megumi silently gave several people basic treatment, debridement, bandaging and hemostasis in order of severity.

Senju Megumi didn't look good because she had just seen Shisui's struggle and felt her own powerlessness.

If I were stronger, maybe everyone wouldn't be so seriously injured...

As for Baiyun Zanzong, who was lying on the ground, perhaps it was similar to what Senju Megumi thought.

……

at the same time.

In the woods not far away.

Hatake Sakumo stood on a tree branch and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched his disciples heal each other.

He actually arrived when Kanya Kamiya's special move exploded.

Just to be on the safe side, he kept looking around for possible enemies.

When Monzaemon launched his final offensive, even if he wanted to teach his disciples something, he couldn't help but rush forward.

Fortunately, he saw the figure of Minato Namikaze in his peripheral vision.

At this time, seeing Monzaemon completely dead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How about it? My disciple is pretty good, right?"

Just when Hatake Sakumo was about to step forward to join his disciples, Jiraiya's voice sounded.

Hatake Sakumo turned back to look at Jiraiya.

The white-haired young man's face was full of pride.

Although it didn't take long for him to take Minato as his disciple, this was even the first time he took Minato on a mission.

But he was proud of being able to act righteously, after all, Minato was his disciple.

And, in his opinion, this was good, it wasn't just Minato's fight.

Also because of the fact that Minato was here.

Team Hatake asked for help.

However, there were no reinforcements. The huge guard brigade faced an obvious rescue signal, but no one came to support them.

Except Minato.

Moreover, looking at the marks on Minato's body, he even went through some battles just to come to the rescue.

This also means that even if they are blocked, they may even think that the signal for help may be the enemy's bait.

But Minato came anyway.

Just to rescue Konoha's companions.

Hatake Sakumo could naturally guess all this, so after hearing Jiraiya's words, he looked at Namikaze Minato and nodded.

“Although it’s reckless and childish, it’s really good.

But what are you here for?

Do you think that with the addition of you, a third-generation disciple, Danzo will no longer dare to blame me? "

Hearing Hatake Sakumo's words, Jiraiya scratched his nose a little.

"Well, find an opportunity to use the shadow clone to get rid of Danzo... just come back after becoming an elder.

I communicated that the frog and the shadow clone were here again, and they arrived faster than the seniors.

If seniors also find opportunities to use shadow clones, they may not need to conflict with Danzo..."

Jiraiya lost his voice mid-sentence.

Because he saw Hatake Sakumo's expression.

Plus the fact that there is only one Namikaze Minato here to support him.

He also knew that his attempts to temper Hatake Sakumo and Danzo's common sense had failed.

After all, no one is a fool.

Now the situation is very clear, that is, someone in the village is pulling the strings.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the lack of support.

Hatake Sakumo didn't say anything more, he just sighed.

"I'm different from you, Jiraiya."

He rushed towards where Moonlight Godzai and the others were.

Jiraiya looked at Hatake Sakumo's back and wanted to open his mouth to retort, but he didn't know what to say.

Said "We are all companions of Konoha, what's the difference?"

He didn't even believe it himself.

He is no longer the stupid boy who used to spy on Tsunade.

Having experienced war, he also saw human nature. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that there were many things in this world that were not so just.

Even in the village, there is filth.

The struggle between people, whether it is war or politics, is just as dirty.