"This should be it."

After turning three forks in the road in a row, about a minute and a half after walking, Makoto Uzumaki finally stopped and looked up at the ordinary door in front of him.

Wood material, brownish-red color, copper handle handle, and 207 house number on the surface, no matter how you look at it, this door is no different from a normal office door.

But thanks to the information transmitted by the Black Jedi, Makoto Uzumaki knew what was hidden behind the door, and that was the target of their operation: the information on the Forbidden Sky Technique.

Whether it's pretending to be a disguise or hiding people's eyes and ears, in short, this is the database of Yunyin Village, although it is ordinary on the surface, but inside, it contains a sealing technique that is not easy to detect.

Makoto Uzumaki said that he could sense it clearly.

Moreover, the crack is full of certainty.

Hardly without any delay, Makoto Uzumaki gently stretched out a finger, the tip of which paused above the doorknob, only a few centimeters or so apart, and undetectable golden threads poked into it, moving back and forth as nimbly as picking a lock.

One minute passes, two minutes passes......

Obito watched Makoto Uzumaki's movements from behind, and when he saw that the other party suddenly stopped, he was a little confused, so he subconsciously asked, "Makoto senior, who are you?" ”

"Shhh~ Don't bother me."

The index finger belonged to the front of the mouth, and the whirlpool eyebrows were tightly locked, and he said without looking back, and then after another two minutes, as if he had found something, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he suddenly flipped his wrist, his fingers upward, and gently hooked in, and a yellow light flashed through the door, and there was a crackling sound, as if something was quietly broken.

Then, there was a click on the handles.

Obito's eyes widened, obviously not understanding what had just happened, and when he saw Makoto Uzumaki gently gripping the handle and gently pushing it inside, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

"No, it's weird!"

Suddenly, the whirlpool suddenly retreated, and in an instant, he retreated a few meters away, and in the next second, the wooden door was hit vigorously in an instant, and it exploded with a bang.

The broken sticks of wood and the slag of broken wood shot outward one after another like scattered bombs, and the force was extremely strong, hitting the wall, and crashing into a pile of fluttering wood chips.

The mutation occurred, and Obito instinctively operated with divine power, and the wooden blocks and strips passed through the surface of the body in unison.

In the next moment, perhaps his pestle was too conspicuous at the door, and the attack from the room, a purple-black fist, with the sound of whirring wind, hit the head directly.

Then, too, it crossed the past.

"Huh?"

A light sound sounded, and with this sound, the whole picture of the attacker also appeared in front of Makoto Uzumaki and Obito:

It was a sturdy old man with a gray beard, strong spirits, and a short-sleeved shirt, exuding a fierce momentum, like an ancient desolate beast that wanted to choose people and devour!

After brushing shoulders with Obito, the old man did not stop, and he threw a punch with all his might, as if he had no time to retract his strength, and stabbed straight into the wall, instantly swinging a circle of milky white qi.

Boom! Click!

The reinforced concrete wall seemed to have turned into a fragile biscuit, and in front of the old man's fist, it barely stopped for a moment, and was instantly poured into the elbow, and a series of cracks bloomed all around.

Obito reacted and hurriedly turned around and threw himself at the old man, but Makoto Uzumaki, who was faster than him, had already released more than a dozen golden threads, and in the blink of an eye, he had already wrapped around the old man's strong body layer by layer.

The next moment, the gold threads tightened, and they came into contact with the purple-black skin, but there were bursts of piercing crunching sounds, as if gold and iron were rubbing wildly, and a string of sparks burst out everywhere.

The old man did not divide the corpse as Uzumaki expected, and when he noticed the golden thread that bound him, not only did he not panic, but his arm shook, and his arm was withdrawn from the wall, and then he took his left leg as the axis, and turned twice in an instant.

Bang Bang Bang ......

The sound of silk threads breaking was incessant, and the golden light flickered, filling the corridor like scattered fireflies, crackling and pumping on the walls, cutting through the walls.

"Xiao Xiao who tried to steal my cloud secret technique, today is the death date of the two of you!"

A trash word was put in his mouth, and the old man spun around, his eyes swept to the Obito who rushed over, smiled coldly, and directly took advantage of the spinning momentum, and swept from the side with an uppercut, the target was still the head.

Rumble!

This punch, discharging the atmosphere, actually shook out a storm, and the earth was cast in a thousand shots, dodging the fatal blow, and continued to step forward, the void ended, and the palm of the hand was only ten centimeters away from the old man's body in an instant.

"Do you want to touch the old man? That's what you want. ”

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the old man faintly noticed the nature of the other party's ability, so he simply twisted the soles of his feet again, increasing the centripetal force, and did not retract the hook punch that was swung out, and the whole person seemed to turn into a tornado, directly rushing to the soil!

"Not good!"

Finding that the old man was going to dodge, seeing that the other party was coming like a big truck, it was not good to take the soil secretly, and he wanted to use the void to dodge again, but the old man's response speed was too fast, and this time he didn't have time.

Boom! Click! Click!

A loud bang spread throughout the corridor, and Obitu suddenly felt a pain in his arm, which was already broken, and then there were strong forces in his chest, shoulders, and waist, as if he had been hit head-on by a rhinoceros.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a cannonball blasting into the wall behind it.

"The ability to transform the virtual and the real ......"

"It means that if you want to attack, you must switch back to the entity from the virtual body, this small means, or don't use it to show ugliness in front of the old man."

The thighs paused, the tornado stopped, and the old man looked lightly at Obitu, who was embedded in the wall, bleeding all over his body, and his breath was languishing, and he commented disdainfully.

Then, he turned his head and looked for another person.

At this moment, there was a snapping sound overhead, and the old man subconsciously looked up, and saw a flash of golden light on the ceiling, the electric light was broken, and the corridor was instantly darkened.

"I want to deprive the old man of his vision......"

Before the thought fell in his mind, the ultimate premonition of danger came, and the old man threw himself to the side without thinking, and the air in place suddenly distorted, but other than that, there seemed to be no other reaction.

"What kind of ...... is that?"

As soon as he got up from the ground, before he could think clearly about the scene he saw, his intuition warned again, and the old man simply rolled sideways, wanting to continue to dodge that-

Formless, like an extremely dangerous attack.

But this time, he was a beat slower.

The air twisted violently again, and in a quiet dark corridor, the old man's tumbling body stagnated slightly, rolled twice with inertia, and then slowly stopped.

When the perspective was closer, I saw that the old man's head, chest, and shoulders on both sides had all disappeared without a trace, and Bai Sensen's bone stubble emerged with flesh and blood.

At the place where he had just rolled, a half-meter-wide pit was faintly visible, leading downstairs, and the slightest light from below illuminated Makoto Uzumaki's pale face.

"Liangyi...... Seal. ”

Five meters away from the old man's body, Uzumaki Makoto slowly lowered his raised arm, and his eyes turned to the back of his right hand, which flashed with gray light.

"Against the current...... Whether I live or die this time is up to you. ”

Sighing deeply, feeling the unstoppable dissipation of the chakra all over his body, without any intention of stopping, the whirlpool turned his mind, and quietly activated the power of the brand.