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In the most secret place of the Sand Ninja Village, the vast magic of the stars converged into a terrifying barrier, enveloping an altar inside. To be exact, it was to suppress the gourd engraved with the Endless Spell on the altar.

Shouzuru, or rather, one tail. It is a monster that claims to possess endless chakra, and although it is cumbersome and difficult to control, it does not hide its status as the ultimate strategic weapon of the Sand Ninja Village. Three shots, only three tailed beast jade, the outcome of a war will be rewritten by it.

Such a terrifying monster, even if there is no proper way to use it, the Sand Ninja Village still regards its sealed place as the most secret place. The Sand Ninja Village has used all the spells and enchantments that can be used, as well as the most elite team in the shadows, even the shadow level will never break into this place, and the ultimate defense of the Sand Ninja Village is the old man who has been sitting cross-legged under this altar for more than thirty years.

Dressed in coarse linen rags, Takeshi Furukawa, who had not risen for more than thirty years, slowly stood up from under the altar, and the wind lingered at his fingertips, bringing the message of a strong enemy.

The barrier rippled, and the powerful defenses seemed to have been deceived, and the four figures easily crossed the barrier-like barrier, as easily as if they were strolling through a breezy spring.

However, that relaxed atmosphere was shattered the moment he saw the old man, and the reason was the unprecedented posture of Ming Yuan, who was the leader, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Qian Ji hadn't seen Ming Yuan with such an expression for a long time, and since Ming Yuan fused illusion and time and space ninjutsu into one, he was like the strongest man in this world. What about white eyes, writing wheel eyes, or even the legendary reincarnation eyes of immortals? Whether it's Konoha White Fang, or the three generations of Hokage, what if it's the Uchiha Madara who has survived to this day? In front of this man who is serious, no opponent can stand, and all ninjutsu is in vain!

But today, Qianji saw Ming Yuan's solemn expression again, facing the old man who had never heard of it.

Ruoshui Sword was slowly held in Ming Yuan's hand, and he stared at Takeshi Furukawa with all his attention, and endless illusions bloomed around him.

"Stand out."

The pupils of all three constricted violently at the same time.

An incredible look appeared on Kakuto's face. Even if he had personally experienced the power of the gods between the thousand-handed pillars, he had to admit that the young man in front of him would inevitably be fighting against the pillars back then. And if even he showed such a posture at this time, that means that this old man, who may be older than himself, still has the power to match the level of Madara and the pillar at this time?!

Nagato's reincarnation eyes flickered violently. This man who had easily defeated himself, this man who had played with the supreme power of the Reincarnation Eye, would he even encounter an opponent of the same level at this time?

The three of them nodded at the same time, then slowly exited.

"Since the plan has changed, then we will stop the sand shinobi who may come later."

After the three of them left, Ming Yuan carefully looked at the old man in front of him, who had never heard of it in his previous life or in this life.

Coarse linen rags are clothes, the breeze and yellow sand surround the body, the eyes are calm, the expression is peaceful, and the whole person seems to be one with this piece of yellow sand, as if this space within the enchantment is completely the domain of the other party. What is the origin of such a terrifyingly strong old man?

"Dare to ask the old man's name? Before starting to ask for advice, the younger generation is eager to listen to the teachings of the seniors. Ming Yuan asked tentatively.

Takeshi Furukawa was very calm, without the slightest sense of tension before the war.

Invisible fluctuations emanated from Ming Yuan's body, overwhelmingly invading Furukawa Takeshi, but he was blocked by an invisible barrier one meter around him, and he couldn't enter a single bit!

Takeshi Furukawa is still unfazed, he has been sitting cross-legged for more than 30 years, every grain of sand in this space, the birth and death of every insect, to the evaporation and liquefaction of every drop of water, and the reflection of every ray of light on the surface of the sand particles, these have long been remembered by his mind!

In the middle of the night, when ordinary people are lonely and crazy, he sits cross-legged like an old monk, and the chakras around him emanate, leaving his mark on every fine sand like an ignorant child. In the more than 30 years that he has been sitting here cross-legged, he has forgotten all ninjutsu, forgotten all honor and disgrace, the hatred of the past has long been wiped out by time, and the spirit of the past has long been dispersed with the wind, and in the end, what remains here is just an old man with an empty mind and fulfilling his only duty.

Takeshi Furukawa never moved, but the pressure on Ming Yuan was like a mountain collapsing.

The illusion was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it didn't have any effect on Takeshi Furukawa at all. And the space seemed to have become much thicker, and in the past, with the support of the alchemy array, the spatial ninjutsu that was almost equal to nothing was consumed, and at this time, for the first time, Ming Yuan felt a little strained. As for the wind, the first moment he stepped here, it was out of his control. ”

Ming Yuan clenched the hilt of his sword.

"Let's do it quickly."

In the next moment, as if passing through space, Ming Yuan's body appeared on Takeshi Furukawa's side, and the water sword had already touched Takeshi Furukawa's neck.

But Takeshi Furukawa's movements were faster than Ming Yuan's, he didn't know any time and space ninjutsu, but the power and speed of the old man's body that burst out in an instant made Ming Yuan feel ridiculous.

Without the slightest movement, the sword blade in Ming Yuan's hand pierced into the air for the first time in ten years.

"It's ......"

A strange pattern appeared on Takeshi Furukawa, and Ming Yuan recognized the pattern just by looking at it.

"Immortal Mode?!"

"How is that possible?! How could anyone in Sand Ninja Village know the immortal mode?! “

Takeshi Furukawa was still calm, his pupils did not change except for the patterns that appeared, and his body did not change at all. A truly perfect immortal mode?! Another immortal mode that doesn't belong to the three great immortal inheritances?!

Takeshi Furukawa's eyes seemed to flash with an endless amount of light, and in the next moment, he appeared somewhere in space at a terrifying speed.

Punch!

In Ming Yuan's perception, this punch of Takeshi Furukawa is simply subverting space!

An exquisite rune technique embedded in the original space was shattered by this punch of Takeshi Furukawa?! By instinct?!

The viscosity of the space increased slightly, and the next technique was destroyed in the next instant.

Ming Yuan's expression became more solemn than ever, and the old man he met today was really beyond his expectations.

Illusion is restrained, Wind Escape is restrained, strength and speed are overcome by opponents with Immortal Mode, and opponents even have a way to deal with them from the root of time and space ninjutsu!

"The only advantage is that I'm still young."

"I don't know how you mastered the Perfect Immortal Mode, but your aging body is real. How long can you bear the load of natural chakra? “

Dense techniques appeared in Ming Yuan's eyes, and then leaped into the surrounding space one by one.

"I'd like to see if it's your immortal mode that lasts long, or my chakra and spiritual power that lasts long!"

……

Beyond the barrier.

Since Ming Yuan suspended all illusions and used all his energy and chakra to fight against Takeshi Furukawa, the members of the dark side who had fallen into illusions were forced to break away from illusions in an instant.

The dizziness of forcibly breaking away from the illusion came, and the members of the elite dark department instantly understood the situation.

"Illusion! It's an illusion! We've fallen for illusion! “

In the next moment after the feeling of shame and irritation came, a chill rose in my heart.

"Altar!"

"Go to the altar!"

In a few breaths, the dark parts of the sand ninja who were in charge of guarding the altar broke out in a cold sweat, and regardless of the still faintly aching brains, everyone broke out with all their strength and rushed towards the direction of the altar.

"Hey, the elite of the sand ninja? It's not easy to deal with. “

Looking at the dense black dots, the horns spat and spitted, but the expression on his face was extremely solemn. This is one of the five major ninja villages, Sand Ninja Village, and among these squads that rushed over, there may be a quasi-shadow-level powerhouse. And as long as the time drags on a little longer, the sand ninja who has been threatened by the altar of the sealed tailed beast is likely to pour out of the nest! As long as two or three shadow-level powerhouses arrive, coupled with the vast number of Shangnin, the three of them are likely to be left here forever, even Nagato, who has the eye of reincarnation!

Qianji's eyes were indifferent: "Just hold on, don't let them disturb him." “

"When Ming Yuan solves the guardian of that altar, all problems are not a problem, even if the three generations of Wind Shadow have not disappeared, it doesn't matter."

Nagato nodded as well.

Jiaodu smiled bitterly: "You really have confidence in Ming Yuan. “

Black threads peeked out of his skin and flesh, and the resentment of the earth had been activated with all its might.

"But it's all here, it's up to him."

……

"Takeshi Furukawa, defeated!"

Disdainful gazes were cast from all directions.

"Damn! Damn it! "The boy was trampled on the ground with one foot and could only make a faint sound.

A delicate face full of pride looked down at him: "Furukawa Takeshi, a useless waste, fifteen years old has just reached the lower ninja level. Just a third-rate family trash like you still want to maintain a marriage contract with me? Woke up from a dream? ”

The glaring sunlight blurred the face, but the vicious words were clear, and the disdainful gazes around the arena slashed at the young man's heart like sharp knives, and he almost wanted to die immediately.

The foot that stepped on his face was picked up, and the owner of the foot left without looking back, leaving Takeshi Furukawa, who was covered in bruises, to receive the baptism of his gaze.

……

"Takeshi Furukawa, defeated!"

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Takeshi Furukawa fell to his knees weakly.

"Brother, you're twenty years old, haven't you even arrived yet? Don't waste the family's secret skills, just give me what you can't learn. ”

"Wu, you're twenty years old, wake up, you don't have any qualifications. It's better for your brother to inherit the secret art of the family, and if you want, I can put you in charge of the family's medicinal herb business. The career of a ninja, don't be too obsessed. ”

……

"Takeshi Furukawa, defeated!"

Fell to the ground again, and was easily defeated by a child who was still childish.

"Twenty-five years old has just been forgiven, and I can't even beat my new twelve-year-old disciple, so you still want me to take you as an apprentice? Although I am famous and like to teach disciples, I don't take garbage! ”

"What? You say you're working hard? Ha, wake up, you're not this material at all! “

……

"Takeshi Furukawa, defeated!"

After stumbling a few steps, by the time he regained his balance, the kunai of the genius junior was already on his neck.

"Ah, senior, I'm really sorry, I missed a little bit, I wasn't hurt, right?"

"The seniors' seals and physical skills are too mediocre in the upper ninja, and some of the special upper ninja are stronger than the seniors, can't go on like this, I heard that the seniors are already forty years old, and they are still practicing desperately, right?"

The young junior desperately held back a smile: "Are you aiming for the shadow level?" It's going to be very difficult, after all, if you're middle-aged, your qualifications are even worse. ”

……

"I lost, it's really amazing, much stronger than me."

Calm words came out of his mouth, and the young man in front of him, who had achieved the shadow level in his thirties, bowed to himself.

"Where, it's just that the seniors are old. After all, the seniors are already sixty years old, and it is inevitable that some skills are inflexible. The junior said self-effacing words, but his eyes were full of self-satisfaction, "And the seniors naturally won't take me seriously, I'm just a fluke." “

……

Ninety years old.

The color of blood blurred his vision, and Takeshi Furukawa's expression remained calm.

The familiar space became strange, and death gradually overcame him.

The majestic power of nature, which he had felt in thirty years of sitting and ninety years of life, gradually faded from his body, and Takeshi Furukawa closed his eyes.

Finally, in Furukawa Takeshi's perception, the talented young man bowed here: "I lost. “

"Win or lose? It's been a long time coming, it doesn't matter. ”

With this in mind, Takeshi Furukawa greeted the death full of novelty with a sense of joy.