"Whoa—"

As soon as Madara waved his hand, the slashing knife inserted in the side flew like an arrow from the string, and Madara grabbed it in his hand. Then Madara instantly came to Aizen and slashed hard. He sensed that the threat of coming out of Aizen was the greatest, so he had to kill it first. The huge spiritual pressure exploded in one go, and even Ichimaru Gin, who was far away at the foot of the mountain, felt a little uncomfortable.

But as the target of the destruction of this spiritual pressure, Aizen saw that Madara was slashing with a powerful sword, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and the mirror flower in his hand and Shui Yue set up Madara's slashing knife horizontally, and then used his hand to directly lift Madara out.

Madara was swept away by Aizen's burst and flipped a few heels in the air to relieve the momentum, then stomped heavily on the ground and slashed at Aizen again.

Over there, Madara and Aizen are in a bitter battle, and Madara here enters his inner world.

Blood, blood as hot as flames!

Fire, a flame as poignant as blood!

It was a battlefield, with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, as if in the last days.

And there was only one man standing on this ruinous battlefield, standing on top of the tall pile of corpses.

It was the figure of a man, wearing a black tight-fitting combat suit on the inside, red iron shoulder pads on the outside, and an iron guard that connected to the back and chest and abdomen.

The man looked up at the sky at first, but after hearing Madara's footsteps, he turned his head and smiled, "Long time no see, you're finally here..."

"Brother!"

Madara was stunned, and then the coldness on his face slowly turned into gentleness, and he asked in disbelief, "Izumi... Izuna?! ”

"Ahh ”

"Whew-"

The sound of breaking through the air was heard, and Izuna had already pulled out the katana at his waist and slashed at it.

"It's okay," Madara had recovered at this point, and he greeted him with his sword, "Anyway, we haven't fought in a long time." ”

"Yes."

Before Izuna could finish his words, Madara's figure suddenly appeared behind Izuna and slashed away.

"Bang-"

Izuna, who was hit, turned into a cloud of smoke, and then a pair of hands reached out from Madara's feet, grabbed Madara's ankles and pulled them downward.

"Earth Escape: The Art of Decapitation in the Heart!"

Madara was shocked when he was caught, and then he broke free of both hands with force, and then stabbed himself into the ground with his backhand.

"Bang-"

The smoke flew away, and it was a shadow clone again.

"What's the matter, brother," Izuna's figure appeared on Madara's left, "Have you forgotten how to use ninjutsu?" ”

"Of course not," Madara reached out and grabbed Izuna's right arm with his left hand, and then his right hand moved quickly.

Izuna was shocked when she saw Madara's movements, and forcibly broke free from Madara's restraints, and then retreated violently.

"Fire Escape: Hao Fireball Technique!"

In the next moment, the original location of Izuna was engulfed in a huge fireball.

"One-handed stamping?" Izuna looked at Madara solemnly.

"What? You haven't forgotten how to seal with one hand, Izuna. Madara said with his hands on his shoulders rather conceitedly.

"Of course not, brother." Izuna smiled, then her hands flew.

Seeing Izumi's movements, he didn't dare to slack off, and his hands quickly sealed.

"Fire Escape, Fire Dragon Flame Bomb!"

"Fire Escape, Dragon Fire Technique!"

Two huge fiery dragons emitted a fiery aura collided, and white smoke filled the entire battlefield. However, before the smoke cleared, Madara and Izuna grabbed their weapons and rushed towards each other.

"Whoa—"

The two knives collided together, and the two men stared at each other. The writing wheel turned at high speed, trying to pull the other person into his illusion.

"Ding—"

The two opened the kunai shot by each other, and then invariably opened the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye.

"Zheng—"

In the next instant, two huge half-length samurai slashed together like each holding a huge energy blade.

For a while, the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and even the terrain changed greatly with the battle between the two.

"Uhh

Madara suddenly felt a flower in front of him in the fierce battle, and then he felt a sharp pain in his brain, and he couldn't help but reach out and cover his eyes. Madara had long noticed that his eyesight was declining with the use of the swastika. After decades of use in the imaginary circle, Madara felt that he was one step away from blindness. That's why Madara agrees to work with Aizen and wants to get strength from it. However, what Madara didn't expect was that his symptoms would actually occur in the consciousness space, so he unexpectedly ** came out.

At this time, Izuna did not bear or hesitate at all, and controlled Susa Nenghu to slash towards Madara.

"Tread—"

Madara exerted his strength at his feet, and his body retreated violently, barely dodging Izuna's knife. The scattered stones hit Madara's face, and it hurt faintly.

The sharp pain in his brain had not subsided, and the scene in front of him had not yet become clear. Madara had no choice but to cover his eyes while relying on his years of fighting instincts to dodge Izumi's attack, and there was no danger for the time being. But even so, Madara is clumsy at this time, and danger is everywhere.

Finally, after another missed swing of the sword, Izuna took advantage of the old power to go to the new force before he was born, and his body jumped out of Susanoho like a cannonball, swinging the knife towards Madara's heart, who couldn't dodge.

"Poof—"

Madara was pierced through his chest by a slender katana, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. However, what made Madara feel strange was that he didn't feel the pain of the flesh being torn apart and penetrated, and Madara could feel that his eyes had recovered after being stabbed, and the world was once again clearly presented to his eyes!

"Have you noticed, brother," Izuna said softly as she stood in front of Madara and held her sword, "If you want to gain new power, you can only get it if you bear my sword with all your heart." ”

"I don't feel it... Pain...," Madara muttered.

"Of course," Izumi suddenly clenched the katana in his hand, "because this is your consciousness space, and everything is a product of your consciousness. As long as you accept it, you won't feel pain even if you are pierced through your body by a sword. ”

As she spoke, Izuna's body began to turn from her toes to specks of light.

"Izuna," Madara said bitterly. The cause of everything was clearly transmitted to Madara with the katana. He stretched out his hand to grab Izuna, but by this time Izuna had completely turned into scattered points of light, and only his voice still echoed in this battlefield that seemed to have been plowed over:

"Brother, don't be sad. Even though I will say goodbye to you forever, however, I can still be your eyes and continue to see the future. ”

The scattered points of light condensed and turned into a pair of writing wheels that were spinning at high speed, and then flew out and disappeared into the spotted eye sockets.