The masked man didn't look at Itachi Uchiha, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his gaze returned to the daimyo again.

In his opinion, the Daimyo, who should have been scared half to death at this moment, was surprisingly calm.

"Tsk, I can't see that a person like you, a moth in the country of fire, still has a bit of guts...

He slowly approached step by step, his fingers dripping blood downward.

A kunai silently flew out of the bushes on one side, once again piercing the masked man's body.

The masked man turned around in annoyance, and the black-haired Uchiha Itachi staggered to his feet from the ground, his eyes turning as scarlet as the masked man.

At the moment when the masked man turned around, a figure passed behind the masked man like a cheetah.

As soon as he picked up the daimyo who couldn't move, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the direction of Konoha.

"Fujiki-sensei."

Kurama Izumo stared at the back of Fujiki departing in a daze.

"Cut, what a coward."

The masked man spat disdainfully in the direction Fujiki left,

"Since they're gone, you're all going to die."

The long hem of his black coat jerked up in the air, and the next second, his body appeared behind Kurama Izumo.

"Be careful."

Xinquan, who had just been unraveled and opened the illusion, let out a heart-rending cry.

Kurama Izumo turned back in despair.

The masked man's fingers had landed on his back.

He could feel death close at hand.

Cruel laughter came from under the mask, as if mocking the fragility of life.

At the moment of life and death, a figure rushed out of the sloping ground.

Once again, kunai penetrated the masked man's body.

The masked man's arms turned into shadows at the same time, leaving only five shocking holes in Kurama Izumo's ninja suit.

"Take Xinquan first!"

Itachi Uchiha gasped for air.

"But you..."

Xinquan's voice sounded like she was about to cry.

"Let's go!"

Kurama Izumo bit his lip tightly and grabbed Shintsuna.

。。。。。。。。

"Then, use your writing wheel as a reward for my actions this time."

The masked man didn't chase Kurama Izumo and Shintsuna, who fled at full speed.

All of his attention was on Itachi Uchiha's blood-red pupils.

Itachi Uchiha took a few steps back, showing his attitude with his actions.

He calmly held the kunai in front of him and assumed a fighting posture.

But at this time, his heart is far from being as relaxed as it seems on the outside.

The tidal pressure of the masked man made him almost breathless.

With his seven-year-old body, it was an unbearable burden to open the Sharingan for a long time.

Not only that, but the chakra in the body is also being consumed rapidly.

Once Chakra is unable to support the opening of the eyes of the Writing Wheel, with the speed and ability of the masked man, only death awaits him.

The masked man walked unhurriedly towards the Uchiha Itachi, jumping and jumping, with a chilling murderous intent in every step.

Uchiha Itachi secretly complained, with his current strength, he was far from being the opponent of the masked man.

But Kakashi, who was supposed to arrive here a long time ago, didn't show up for a long time.

The red liquid ran down the corners of his eyes across his handsome cheeks, a sign that Chakra and his body had reached their limits.

The masked man's body suddenly disappeared from Uchiha Itachi's sight, and a breath of death appeared behind him, close enough to feel the masked man's breathing.

It's so fast ...

Itachi Uchiha tried to dodge, but his body couldn't keep up with his consciousness.

He desperately extracted the chakra from his body, and completed the seal the moment the masked man pierced his body.

"Whoa...

Uchiha Itachi's body turned into countless fragments.

As if sensing the danger of the Uchiha Itachi, countless black crows desperately pounced on the masked man, attacking the masked man's face with their sharp beaks.

The masked man's body passed through the black crows like a shadow.

Just a dozen meters away from the masked man, Uchiha Itachi knelt on one knee, his body trembling with his violent breathing, and he looked like he could fall down at any moment.

His eyes had returned to black and white, and the red blood had wiped over his entire face.

Death was only more than ten meters away from him at the moment, and with the speed of the masked man, it only took a blink of an eye to be enough.

At this moment, he had no fear, and what covered his whole body was a strong unwillingness.

"I can't die here!"

He roared at himself.

The tragic situation of the extermination of the Uchiha clan in the previous life appeared in front of his eyes again.

The utter despair and sorrow consumed him completely.

His heart was beating violently, like a war drum beating on the battlefield, inspiring the warriors to make a final charge.

Streams of heat erupted from his heart, like erupting volcanoes, merging into a vast ocean current that rushed into his eyes.

The Uchiha Itachi stood up from the ground, his thin body swaying strangely in the windless air, as if he was about to fall, but his legs were firmly nailed to the ground.

The white pupils turned blood-red again, and in addition to the two black magatama, another slightly lighter magatama phantom was also forming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes like an open faucet, and his body trembled violently from pain.

The masked man's footsteps stopped, as if thinking about something.

Itachi Uchiha's left hand reached into his arms.

Where, there is a small inconspicuous bronze mirror.

Although it was not wise to use it at this point, the countdown clock for death had already struck, and he was not allowed to hold it back.

The shaky body finally stopped shaking and stood up like a pine tree again.

As if sensing his predicament, the small bronze mirror beat at the same frequency as his heart, glowing with a faint blue light in his arms.

The masked man's body moved again, and this time he rushed straight at the Uchiha Itachi like an off-string arrow.

To his surprise, he found his attack once again in the air.

And the third magatama in Uchiha Itachi's eyes was also formed in the moment before the attack.

Itachi Uchiha let go of his left hand gripping the bronze mirror, and confidence returned to him once again.

The third magatama in his eyes had been completely formed, and the masked man's movement was enough to catch it with the Sharingan.

The key is how long the body and the chakra can last...

His mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find a way out of the predicament in front of him.

"Itachi Uchiha...

The masked man smiled happily, as if he had discovered a treasure, and his voice was unabashedly greedy.

"It's impressive to be able to open the third magatama in the middle of a battle. Among the Uchiha Itachi clan, it has been a long time since such an outstanding young man has appeared... ”

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