Naruto: After slagging F4, he was caught

The weapon emitted a strange light, as if it came from the dark abyss.

The light sometimes flashes a cold blue light, and sometimes turns into a deep purple, like a dancing ghostly flame.

The light seemed to contain endless mysterious power, which made people afraid.

The surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this strange light, making a slight buzzing sound.

This weapon can interfere with the flow of chakra, greatly limiting Hashirama's power in an instant.

Hashirama only felt that the chakra in his body was bound by an invisible net, and the originally smoothly flowing power became stagnant.

His body shook slightly and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He tried to mobilize his chakra, but found that every effort was like a stone falling into the sea, with no response.

His movements became slow, as if he was bound by invisible shackles.

His once nimble body now became extremely heavy, and every movement required tremendous effort.

His steps dragged and the swings of his arms became slow and weak.

A hint of anxiety flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by determination.

He mobilized his spiritual power instantly, so this limitation could be ignored.

Hashirama took a deep breath and focused his attention on the spiritual energy in his body.

Spiritual power surged in his body like a surging tide, instantly breaking the restraints brought by the mysterious weapon.

His body was full of strength again and his eyes were shining with confidence.

He suddenly had an idea and decided to keep doing this and give Otsutsuki a hard time.

Hashirama narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of a plan in his mind.

He pretended to be weak, his body swaying slightly, as if he might fall down at any time.

The pained expression on his face led the Otsutsuki clan to mistakenly believe that he had been completely defeated by the mysterious weapon.

When the Otsutsuki warriors saw this, their eyes flashed with pride and ferocity, and they quickly surrounded and attacked like hungry wolves seeing their wounded prey.

Their figures shuttled through the air like ghosts, and the weapons in their hands flashed cold light.

There were ferocious smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

They performed various powerful ninjutsu, and between flashes of light, powerful energy waves swept towards Hashirama.

Various elements such as fire, thunder, and storm are intertwined to form a destructive force.

The air was torn apart, the earth was shaking, and the entire battlefield seemed to be plunged into a doomsday scene.

Just as the powerful energy was about to hit Hashirama, he suddenly burst out with an astonishing burst of spiritual power, forming an indestructible shield around him.

The light shone brightly, and the powerful impact caused the ground to cave in, but Hashirama stood firmly in place, unharmed.

The Otsutsuki warriors were stunned by this sudden change. They never expected that Hashirama had such powerful strength.

But they were well-trained fighters after all, and they reacted quickly and prepared to attack again.

The corners of Hashirama's mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

He flashed and rushed towards the Otsutsuki warriors like a bolt of lightning.

His speed is so fast that it is dazzling.

He displayed powerful ninjutsu and engaged in a fierce battle with the Otsutsuki warriors.

On the battlefield, light flickered and energy overflowed.

With his great strength and agility, Hashirama gradually gained the upper hand.

Although the Otsutsuki warriors fought hard, they gradually showed signs of defeat under Hashirama's attack.

Mu Tianyin watched the battle nervously from the side, her heart filled with admiration and worry for Hashirama.

She knew that this battle was of vital importance to Hashirama, not only concerning his own safety, but also the fate of the entire world.

As the battle progressed, Hashirama's advantage became more and more obvious.

He continued to use powerful techniques to defeat the Otsutsuki warriors.

In the end, under Hashirama's fierce attack, the Otsutsuki warriors fell one after another, and the battlefield was in a mess.

Hashirama stood in the center of the battlefield, emitting a powerful aura.

His eyes were firm and sharp, as if announcing his victory to the whole world.

Hashirama tried hard to keep his body steady, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

His eyes were fixed on the oncoming attack, and his mind was extremely calm.

He secretly mobilized his spiritual power, preparing to deal a fatal blow to the Otsutsuki clan at the critical moment.

His body was tense, like a fully drawn bow, ready to unleash its strongest force at any time.

An Otsutsuki warrior rushed to the front, his eyes burning with a fanatical fighting flame that seemed to be able to burn everything to ashes.

He tightly grasped the sharp blade in his hand, which flashed with cold light in the sunlight, like a deadly light from the underworld, as if it could easily cut off everything in the world.

His posture was as agile as a ferocious cheetah, and every movement was full of power and speed.

He slashed at Hashirama at an extremely fast speed, and the sharp blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. The sound was like the roar of a demon, which was terrifying.

Hashirama dodged to the side and narrowly avoided the attack.

His movements were swift and decisive, and his hair fluttered slightly in the wind like dancing black ribbons.

At that moment, the sharp blade almost grazed his body, and the strong wind it brought made his skin feel a stinging pain, as if it was gently pricked by countless fine needles.

A strong sense of crisis surged in Hashirama's heart, and that feeling kept hitting his heart like a surging tide, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He originally thought that with spiritual power he would be able to kill indiscriminately in this battle and easily defeat the warriors of the Otsutsuki clan.

However, the reality at this moment was like a heavy club, severely awakening him from his fantasy.

His eyes were fixed on the Otsutsuki warriors around him who were constantly attacking, his heart filled with shock and vigilance.

The strength of these Otsutsuki warriors far exceeded his expectations. Their attacks were fierce and precise, and their coordination was extremely tacit.

Every soldier's movement seemed to be carefully calculated, without any redundancy or mistakes.

Their attacks contained great power, as if they could easily destroy everything.

Every attack made the earth tremble and the air vibrate.

At this time, an Otsutsuki warrior stopped attacking and showed a cold smile on his face, which was full of ridicule and contempt.

He sneered, "Hashirama, do you think you can fight against our Otsutsuki clan? That's wishful thinking." His voice was low and powerful, like thunder ringing in his ears.

Hashirama's eyes were stern, revealing determination and indomitable spirit.

He said in a deep voice: "So what if it's the Otsutsuki clan? I won't let you succeed."

Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power, as if it could penetrate everything.