Naruto: After slagging F4, he was caught

At this moment, the swordsmanship elder suddenly displayed an extremely powerful sword skill.

The sword shone brightly, and a huge sword energy pounced towards Izuna like a giant dragon.

Izuna's eyes flashed, and he quickly gathered his spiritual power into the sword, causing the Chaos Divine Fire to burn even more vigorously.

He swung his sword with force, and an equally powerful sword energy came forward.

The two sword energies collided in mid-air, creating a deafening roar. The powerful impact caused the people around to be blown away one after another.

Izuna and the swordsmanship elder were each knocked back a few steps.

They looked at each other, their eyes full of determination.

This battle is destined to be a battle of life and death.

Izuna was breathing heavily, but her eyes were still firm.

He stared at the swordsman elder closely, without any fear in his heart.

The swordsmanship elder also had a solemn expression on his face. He did not expect that Izunai had such powerful strength.

"Uchiha Izuna, you really impressed me. But today, you still can't escape the fate of failure."

Izunai raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Anyone can talk big, but the true outcome is still unknown."

He raised the sword in his hand again, and the Chaos Divine Fire burned fiercely on the sword.

He decided to take the initiative and not give the swordsmanship elder a chance to breathe.

Izunai flashed and rushed towards the swordsmanship elder like lightning.

His sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and stabbed towards the swordsman elder with powerful spiritual power and chaotic divine fire.

The swordsmanship elder quickly swung his sword to block, and the two swords collided again.

Sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful force seemed to solidify the air around them.

Izunai kept changing his sword moves, trying to find the flaws in the swordsmanship elder.

The swordsmanship elder was not to be outdone. Relying on his rich combat experience, he resolved Izumi's attacks time and time again.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, the senior elder of Otsutsuki suddenly took action.

He released a powerful chakra and attacked Izuna.

Izunai was startled and quickly dodged to the side.

But the force was too strong and it still touched his body.

Izunai felt a sharp pain, his body was knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground.

"Izuna!" Hashirama, who was beside him, exclaimed when he saw this.

Izunai struggled to stand up. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of unyielding spirit.

"I won't fall down like this." Izuna whispered.

He raised the sword again and concentrated all his spiritual power into the sword.

The Chaos Divine Fire burned even more fiercely, as if it was going to engulf the entire battlefield.

Izuna roared, preparing to charge at the Otsutsuki senior elder and the swordsmanship elder.

He decided to take a gamble and fight the enemy to the death.

At this critical moment, Madara's heart trembled suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart.

He immediately realized that Izuna was in extreme danger.

Without any hesitation, Madara appeared beside Izuna in an instant like a flash of lightning.

His figure was so fast that it was almost invisible, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

Madara stood beside Izuna, staring at the enemies of the Otsutsuki clan with cold eyes.

He exudes a powerful aura, like an unshakable mountain.

"Izuna, I'm here." Madara's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the air like a huge bell.

Every word was filled with firmness and determination, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

When Izuna saw Madara, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

It was an indescribable feeling of being touched. In these life-and-death moments, his elder brother always appeared when he needed him most.

"Brother, let's fight together." Izuna's voice was full of trust and fighting spirit.

He gripped the weapon tightly in his hand, with a determined look in his eyes.

"No need, I can do it by myself, you just stay by the side and cheer for my brother." Madara's words were firm and powerful, and there was no room for doubt.

His eyes were fixed on Izunai, and when he saw the blood at the corner of Izunai's mouth, an uncontrollable anger instantly surged in his heart.

That bright red color burned Madara's heart like a flame.

Apart from Mu Tianyin, the people he cares about most are Izuna and Dabao.

Izuna is the closest person to him in this world, his blood brother, and the person he must protect at all times.

Needless to say, Dabao is the blood of him and Mu Tianyin.

At this moment, Izuna was beaten by a senior elder of the Otsutsuki, which was simply unforgivable.

Madara's eyes were burning with rage, as if he wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

He tightly grasped the Scythe of Death in his hand, and the huge sickle emitted a cold light.

Madara's figure disappeared instantly like a ghost. The next moment, he appeared in front of the swordsman elder.

Before the elder could react, Madara had already swung the Scythe of Death and attacked him. "Hmph, do you think you can do anything to me?" The swordsmanship elder shouted angrily and raised his sword to block.

The sickle drew a sharp arc in the air, and the arc seemed to be able to cut through the space.

The blade flashed with a strange light and carried endless power.

Under the pressure of this powerful force, the air made a sharp whistling sound, as if wailing for the upcoming brutal battle.

"Just because you hurt Izuna, you won't be able to escape unscathed today." Madara glared at her, his voice extremely cold.

The swordsman elder hurriedly raised the sword in his hand to resist, but Madara's power was too strong, and his sword was instantly knocked away.

The sword spun in the air and finally pierced deeply into the ground, the blade still shaking.

Madara showed no mercy and continued to attack. His movements were lightning fast and each strike contained tremendous power.

His figure moved quickly on the battlefield like an elusive ghost.

The Scythe of Death seemed to have life in his hands, dancing flexibly and launching wave after wave of attacks on the swordsmanship elder.

"Don't be so arrogant!" The swordsmanship elder roared as he dodged.

The swordsmanship elder was defeated step by step under Madara's attack and had no power to fight back.

His face became paler and paler, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

He tried hard to dodge Madara's attacks, but each time was in vain.

Madara pinned him to the ground, the Scythe of Death at his throat.

"You must pay the price for hurting Izuna." Madara's voice was extremely cold, like a judgment from hell.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, which made people shudder.

He continued to increase his strength, leaving a deep bloody mark on the swordsmanship elder's throat.

The elder's eyes were filled with fear and despair. He had never thought that he would be defeated so miserably.

"Please spare my life... I... I shouldn't have hurt him." The swordsmanship elder begged for mercy with a trembling voice.

But Madara's anger did not diminish at all. He wanted to make the person who hurt Izuna suffer endless pain.

Under Madara's attack, the swordsman elder's body was covered with scars and his blood dyed the ground red.

Every scar is a mark of Madara's wrath, and every drop of blood is a punishment for the swordsman elder.

Madara's attack was like a storm, with no sign of stopping.

His power seemed endless, constantly pouring down on the swordsmanship elder.

The elder's resistance became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

And Izuna stood aside, watching Madara avenge himself.