Naruto: Starting from the pursuit of Tsunade

"Chinese!!!"

Ohnoki was blocked by the Sandai Ai again. The moment he saw the headless corpse fall to the ground, his roar of grief and anger resounded throughout the battlefield.

I don't know whether he was heartbroken by Han's death or couldn't accept the fact that the Iwagakure lost the Five-Tails.

"What a pity, it was just that short."

The effect of gravity on the third generation Ai became weaker and weaker, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

He was already very sure that victory in this battle would eventually belong to the Cloud Ninja Village.

"I want you all to pay."

Ōnoki withdrew his gaze and his emotions quickly calmed down. He knew there was no time to regret anything.

"Chen Escape: The art of peeling off the original world."

As Ohnoki put his hands together and then opened them, a translucent cylindrical barrier appeared between his palms.

After a little aiming, he released it at the third generation of Ai.

With the palms of his hands as the source, the translucent barrier suddenly turned into a beam of light extending outwards.

Although this translucent beam of light looked ordinary, it contained an extremely terrifying aura that made the third generation of Ai feel a little creepy.

As Ōnoki's old rival, how could he not know the power of Dust Release?

What's more, now Oonoki is attacking with hatred, and the power is incomparable.

Without any hesitation, the Third Generation Ai used all his strength to activate the Lightning Escape Armor and escape from the spot.

At this moment, Ohnoki had no intention of even looking at the Third Generation Ai again, as if he didn't care whether he won or not.

"Earth escape: Earth flow cut."

Oonoki fell to the ground from mid-air at an extremely fast speed, and after forming seals, he pressed his hands on the ground.

As the large amount of chakra gathered in his hands flowed into the earth, the entire battlefield terrain changed rapidly.

"what's the situation?"

"Why is the ground so high beneath my feet?"

"What kind of ninjutsu is this?"

The ninjas on both sides of Iwagumo were confused about the situation, but the changes in the earth were not over yet.

When the ground rose several dozen meters in height, a crack appeared without warning.

This crack was as neat as if it was cut by a knife. It not only split the rising ground into two, but also separated most of the ninjas from the two villages of Iwakumo.

The sudden change caused a small number of ninjas from the two Iwakumo villages to fall into the enemy's encirclement, and they were besieged and killed before they could even last three breaths.

"withdraw."

The corners of Ōnoki's eyes kept twitching, and it was obvious that this decision made him feel heartbroken.

The distribution of personnel on the battlefield cannot be so even, and sacrificing a small number to save the majority is indeed a helpless move.

"Yes."

Only after hearing Ōnoki's roar did the Iwagakure ninjas realize that they had been defeated.

"Chase."

The Fourth Generation Ai did not want to let the Iwa Ninja go, and pretended to jump over the artificial abyss.

"Forget it, clean up the battlefield."

Seeing the large group of Iwagakure ninjas retreating from the opposite side, but Ohnoki still didn't leave, the third generation Ai stopped his son.

If he were to encounter Ohnoki's Dust Release in mid-air, he would probably not be able to save his son.

Moreover, considering the deep ravines on both sides, the number of Cloud Ninjas who have the ability to jump over is really limited.

"I'll let you go today, and we'll fight again another day."

The third generation Ai pushed his son behind him and took a step forward with a loud voice.

"Today's shame will be avenged another day."

After all the Rock Ninjas had safely evacuated, Ōnoki left without looking back, leaving behind some harsh words.

"Father, is that all?"

The fourth generation Ai was so excited that he hadn't completely calmed down yet.

“Confused!!!”

"Are you confident you can catch up with Onoki watching?"

The third generation Ai punched his son hard on the head, thinking that his heir was still too restless.