"A hasty attack."

Coldly commenting on the behavior of the cloud ninjas, Madara Uchiha took a step forward suddenly, crossed over to the three generations of thunder shadows, and then straightened his arms and aimed at the cloud ninjas in front of him, as well as the ninjutsu they released.

Squeak - boom!

A surging invisible repulsion erupted, sweeping through the house like a twelve-level typhoon, and the earth platform, Troy, and the three Yunyin elite Shangninas flew towards the rear in unison, accompanied by broken brick and stone tables, chairs, carpets, beds, and other miscellaneous items, all of which fell down the large holes in the walls and into the nearby streets.

Suddenly, room 305 on the third floor of the hotel, and two rooms 304 and 306 next to it, facing the wall built on the side of the street, the whole piece disappeared, and the sunlight sprinkled down from the sky, and even directly hit the side of Madara and the three generations of thunder shadows.

Half of the house was lost in an instant, and the interior became a mess.

Cleaning up a bunch of miscellaneous fish, Madara's heart did not fluctuate, he removed his palm from the chest of the three generations of thunder shadows, and watched the tower-like strong man in front of him kneel on the ground, and the overflowing thunder light that originally wrapped around his body became as thin as a gossamer, and then spoke:

"Night Moon Ai, I wasn't interested in you originally, and attacking you is like an adult bullying a child, which will damage my prestige as Madara Uchiha."

"It's a pity, since you are bent on forming an alliance with Konoha and want to cause trouble in the ninja world with Lei Luo's-stirring stick, then for the sake of my plans and ideals, I have to ask you to die now."

"Your death will bring peace."

As he spoke, a black rod extended from his palm, and he slowly walked in front of the three generations of Thunder Shadow while assuming a charging pose, and at the same time, the neck of the three generations of Thunder Shadow was raised violently, as if an invisible hand was supporting his chin.

In the next second, the eyes of the three generations of Thunder Shadow suddenly widened, and the feeling was as if the invisible hand had opened his eyelids again, making his eyeballs inevitably look directly at the tip of the black rod in Madara's hand.

"The strongest shield? Amusing. Using the Wheel Tomb clone to control every movement of the three generations of Thunder Shadow, and looking at the other party's eyes for a moment, Madara Uchiha smiled coldly, and wanted to stab the black rod into the eyes of the three generations of Thunder Shadow.

Even if he can't get into the sword and gun that he has practiced, but a part like the eyeball, it is impossible to resist the insertion of a sharp weapon no matter what, and it only takes a short moment for the brain of the three generations of Thunder Shadow to be stirred into a mess by himself, and he Uchiha Madara still has this confidence.

But at this moment, a wisp of white light flashed behind his head, and the sharp sound of breaking wind immediately resounded in his ears, and a cold blade reflecting the cold light of the Dao Dao instantly cut off a few strands of hair, and still kept advancing.

Sensing the slash coming from behind, and feeling the incomparably sharp movements of the attacker, Madara Uchiha turned his head sideways without thinking, and while avoiding the sneak attack at the last moment, he turned around and stabbed the black rod in his hand behind him.

In the narrow corridor of the hotel, the white knife light flickered constantly, and the dark cold light also cut back and forth, and the surrounding walls were covered with scratches in the blink of an eye, and a large amount of reinforced concrete was roughly cut, revealing the black pipes inside.

In just a few moments, less than ten seconds, Hachiki Shuomao and Madara Uchiha fought dozens of moves in close quarters, and the two sides fought like a dragon fighting each other, and for a while, no one could help anyone.

"Konoha white fangs, there are two hits."

Realizing that the physical battle could not be divided in a short period of time, Madara Uchiha planned to start using the ability of the Eye of Reincarnation, but before that, taking advantage of the short gap in the hand-to-hand, he still praised Sakumo Hagi with a word of approval.

Then, in the next second, just as Qimu Shuomao used his old moves, trying to take a step back and breathe for a moment to fight again, Madara suddenly raised his hand, and the gravitational force was just right to exert it on the white fang, who was just about to move backwards.

With a snort, Hachiki Shuomao suddenly felt his torso fly uncontrollably towards Madara Uchiha, and before he could react, a sharp black rod had already pierced straight into his chest and pierced through his heart.

Maybe the mutation happened too fast, at the end of the corridor more than ten meters behind Madara Uchiha, the oil girl Shiguro, who was entering a stealth state with a chameleon insect and was about to find an opportunity to sneak attack, couldn't sit still immediately when she saw this.

"Mystic. Big Worm Jade! ”

There was a buzzing sound, and the bustling dense insect tide seemed to turn into a pitch-black river, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire area of the narrow corridor, sweeping towards the direction of Madara Uchiha and Sakumo Hachiki, as if looking at their posture, as if they wanted to swallow them all.

"Is there another ......" Noticing the movement coming from behind, Madara Uchiha quickly pulled out the black rod that pierced Hachiki Shuomao's chest, and the reincarnation eye in his left eye condensed slightly, and the reincarnation tomb was instantly released.

The Wheel Tomb clone jumped out of Madara's body, and then rushed to the real body of the oil girl Shiguro with the guidance of the writing wheel eye in the right eye, passing by the hundreds of millions of parasites floating in the air, and finally without the oil girl Shiguro noticing, a ferocious straight punch weighing several tons hit the latter's cheek.

Boom! Click!

The afterimage swept through the air and fell next to Madara Uchiha's feet, smashing an entire floor tile, and all the parasites in the corridor seemed to have suddenly lost their backbone, and the formation became chaotic, spinning around like headless flies, unconsciously stopping the tendency to rush forward.

Glancing at his feet, seeing that the sneak attacker had fallen into a coma, Madara Uchiha couldn't help but sneer, kicked the opponent's body, and then lightly ordered Bai Jue, who had just surfaced his upper body on the wall: "Take them all, don't leave a chance for Lei Luo." ”

After that, without looking at the fallen Hachiki Shuo Shigeru and the oil girl Shiguro, Madara Uchiha pulled the robe he was wearing, returned to the door of room 305 again, and then clenched the black stick in his hand slightly, preparing to kill the three generations of Thunder Shadow.

In less than a minute, the three generations of Thunder Shadow, Qimu Shuomao, and Oil Girl Zhihei all lost their combat effectiveness, and one of them died on the spot, and there were almost no twists and turns in the entire battle process.

The gap between Madara Uchiha and ordinary shadow-level masters is simply like a cloud, and the three generations of Thunder Shadow are like suddenly becoming young children in front of this old man who is already in his seventies, and they have no power to fight back.

The strength of the two sides is not in the same dimension at all.

Even if he can't exert his strongest strength due to his aging body, with the abilities granted by the Reincarnation Eye alone, and the terrifying amount of combat experience, Madara Uchiha is enough to crush everything, and shadow-level ninjas are also vulnerable.

Whether it is the microsecond use of gravitational repulsion that is just right every time, or the opportunity to release the wheel tomb clone to make a decisive sneak attack, combat intuition, analysis and judgment, thinking will, and body instinct, Madara can be said to have no shortcomings.

At the age of seventy, he can still rely on his physical skills alone to fight against a physical arts-type shadow-level ninja like Hachiki Shuomao without losing the slightest advantage, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the strongest ninja in this era.

Then, the strongest ninja walked through the door and glanced left and right, only to find that the messy room was empty.

The three generations of Thunder Shadow sneaked away at some point......