Chapter 143: Heavenly Thunder
Hanzo looked at the visitor in front of him, slightly disappointed in his eyes.
"Do you know that the person who came here is not the same as you say?"
Without any more nonsense, he grabbed the hair of the woman next to him and crossed the kunai in front of him.
"Call your chief, if you don't want this woman to die now."
Hanzo's words made Xiao Nan, who was already in pain and slump, look at the visitor in front of him with difficulty.
But the sentence in her mouth, 'Yahiko Nagato run', was unspoken.
Because the person who came was not the best friend with strange eyes, or a lover who seemed to be the rising of the sun.
The visitor was alone, with tattoos on his face, unarmed but with firm eyes.
He spoke slowly:
"Could it be that the people from Hanzo-sama's side are just as agreed?"
"How dare the first person to break the covenant question others?!"
Wei Dao Tianjiusuke's voice was cold at the moment, and even though his body was surrounded by a group of enemies, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, but he still questioned the leader of the Rain Country sharply.
But when Hanzo heard this, he just sneered in a low voice.
"I don't care about this kind of thing."
With just one word, he interrupted the unspoken accountability in Hasuke's heart.
Wei Tuo Tianjiusuke, who was under siege, felt powerless at the moment.
When you are truly unarmed, the other party's words will be truly irrefutable.
When one side has the upper hand by absolute force. All verbal conversations, it seems, don't matter at all.
But he had to procrastinate a little bit and he had to get enough attention.
Holding back a slight tremor in his body, he stepped forward.
"I doubt that Hanzo-sama deceived the world with lies and coerced by despicable means in full view of everyone. Are you really the hero who brought peace to the Land of Rain in the midst of war? β
Hasuke's words made Hanzo frown slightly.
But before he could refute, the young man with the tattoo on his face kept screaming, as if he was close to him.
"The Hanzo-sama I know is a husband who fights with weakness, a warrior who fights for peace in the Land of Rain!"
"The real Hanzo-sama is by no means a scoundrel who deceives the world with lies, let alone a despicable coward who uses hostage tactics under absolute superiority!"
"Ling!! Not the hero of the Rain Nation at all. β
If we say that 'Akatsuki' is aimed at the dream of peace, we use 'conversation' as a weapon for peace.
So at this moment, Hasuke undoubtedly learned a trace of the essence of the ronin swordsman.
Language can also have a trace of sword energy, and language is originally a weapon to punish the heart!
He's not defenseless!
As the leader of the Land of Rain, Hanzo's expression under the mask was a little distorted at the moment, and he was indeed stung by the words of the man with tattoos on his face in front of him.
He's half-hidden. When did it begin to become so virtuous?
The leader of the root ninja on the side seemed to look sideways slightly, and said:
"Hanzo-sama, in order for the plan to go smoothly, don't you have more verbal battles with such a barking person, right?"
Without waiting for Hanzo's approval, he waved his hand gently.
Several of the root shinobi are also tattooed men who attack a single person in an instant.
"Hatosuke! Come on! β
Xiao Nan shouted hurriedly, but there was a lot of sadness in his voice.
She is glad that Yahiko and Nagato were able to see through Hanzo's tricks, and she is also touched by Hatosuke, who came to the appointment alone.
But
When she shouted 'Run'.
She also knew her fate and end at this time.
"Isn't Hanzo-sama a hero who once waged war against a great country and protected the Land of Rain?!"
"Why are you now a lackey of a big country again!"
Hatosuke did not run away, but continued to maneuver around the relatively wide surrounding terrain.
He still questioned Hanzo sharply.
But soon, he had no room to speak.
Konoha's root shinobi didn't need to disguise himself as a rock shinobi this time like before, so he couldn't show his strength.
The ninja swordsmanship and the escape technique all attacked towards Hasuke.
Just by maneuvering around it without being hit hard and captured, he had almost used all his strength.
Hanzo's eyes were fixed on the young man fleeing in the valley, and he retorted in a low voice.
"It's not your turn to say that, a lackey."
Suddenly, a flame sliced through the rain behind them and shot into the sky.
"Really? How I feel like he's a hero more than you. β
A low, cold voice came from behind him at some point, and Hanzo immediately came back to his senses and tightened his arm to hold the hostage.
"Was that a signal just now?"
Hanzo looked solemnly at the uninvited guest who had touched him and the others at some point.
And the black-robed man who didn't know when he was bullying him snorted softly.
"You can think so."
Compared to the young man who turned his words into weapons in the valley to attack the heart of Hanzang, the black-robed man in front of him was holding a long knife that had just been sharpened.
And he didn't hesitate at all.
Hatosuke's attraction to the crowd on the rock wall allows him to unknowingly destroy the sentry post that Hanzo used to defend him.
Close enough, he was able to dash into the under-prepared enemy line in no more than a split second.
He shuttled like a thunderbolt, wielding a long knife in his hand.
Before he could resist, Hanzo's men fell one after another in the flickering cold light.
Hanzo's pupils shrank, and the darkness was not good.
This man was extremely experienced in swordsmanship, and his rapid movement in the enemy formation made him not fall into the predicament of a siege at all, because he would always have to face only one person in front of him.
All the people who stood in front of him were not his enemies.
He was like a one-man iron horseman, coming and going freely in the midst of the siege.
And his subordinates, whether it is forbearance or ninjutsu, are hesitant for fear of accidentally injuring their own people.
Seeing that his manpower was about to be quickly damaged in such hesitation, Hanzo shouted:
"Enough! Have you forgotten that this woman's life and death are still in my hands?! β
Ku Wu homeopathically pierced Xiao Nan's shoulder blades, and the intense pain made Xiao Nan scream.
The black-robed man, who was like a tiger entering a wolf pack, also jumped out of the center of the battlefield after swinging his sword and slashing horizontally.
He scoffed:
"Hah! When did Hanzo-sama become so naΓ―ve? β
"If you want to kill, you can kill it, but I'm afraid that the hostages in your hands will also die on the spot?"
Hanzo snorted slightly: "Hostage? Why don't you show me? β
Kunai twisted in Xiao Nan's body, spraying a large patch of blood red.
Hostage? Hanzo himself doesn't know who else he cares about, so how can he use this to blackmail him?
Makoto's gaze under the mask was cold.
"Then I'll show you."
He raised his long knife in his hand.
The chakra gathered, and a glowing white light condensed on the blade.
Hanzo's eyes narrowed slightly, did Lei Dun strengthen the blade?
Can. So what?
Kunai pulled out the shoulder blade of the hostage in front of him, this time pointing straight at his throat.
When Han Feng approached, beads of blood had begun to emerge on the skin of Xiao Nan's neck.
Hanzo's eyes were like falcons: "Are you sure?" β
The black-robed man stood with his sword in his hand, as if he did not intend to put down the dazzling long knife in his hand.
The two sides were caught in a brief standoff, and the hostages seemed to temporarily stop the mysterious and powerful visitor in front of them.
But Hanzo can see it.
The momentum on the black-robed man was faintly rising, and this guy really didn't plan to stop.
But just when Hanzo thought that this black-robed man with outstanding swordsmanship was going to fight into the formation again, he suddenly threw the long knife in his hand into the air.
Dazzling thunder flickered in the rain curtain, as if pulling out an afterimage in the eyes.
Hanzo couldn't help but sneer:
"Hmph, it looks like you don't have hostages."
But the black-robed man who had discarded the long knife in his hand only put his index finger in front of the mask.
"Did you hear that?"
"What?"
The inexplicable confidence in the black-robed man's words made Hanzang feel uneasy.
At this moment, he seemed to see through the disguise in front of the man.
I saw his lips squirming.
He said:
"Boom."
Rumble!!!!!
The white light was like a pillar, deafening.
The thick clouds that envelop the sky of the Land of Rain all year round are like endless anger that has accumulated over the years.
At this moment, someone stirred it with flames and led it with thunder.
Until the sky is torn apart, as if the void is shattered.
A dazzling thunderbolt poured straight down.
And on the battlefield filled with electric arcs, there was a person in a black robe floating like a god.
He stepped up, and his mouth was like a chant.
"I lead the thunder of the sky and kill the evil demons."
"You guys. . . All of them are my hostages. β
(End of chapter)