The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1476 Be My Servant
Wu Liang put on a look of unfamiliarity with Madara, and cast a contemptuous look at him casually.

Madara felt a cold gaze like the cold light reflected from a sword projected towards him. Suddenly, a chill lifted his skin and instilled it, flowing through the blood vessels of his whole body like running water. , spreading that chill very thoroughly.

A trace of coldness submerged into his heart, Madara's body shook violently, and his teeth rattled.

However, all this is just because of Wu Liang's eyes.

Banna's trembling eyes slowly moved to Wu Liang's body.

The moonlight splashed on Wu Liang's body, like a gold border outlined his outline, his whole body gleamed.

However, what is more eye-catching than this golden light is the cold light that burst out from the pair of black pupils on Wu Liang's face with a sinister smile, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

"who are you?"

Madara asked in a trembling voice, the kunai in his hand could not help tilting out an angle that was most suitable for shooting through the air, and the moonlight cast a cold light on it.

"I am the one who can destroy your so-called peaceful world!"

Wu Liang said in a deep voice, his voice was as strong and powerful as a Hong Zhong, and it repeated on the earth under the boundless moonlight.

Wu Liang raised his steps slowly and moved towards Zhuo Ban. Since this guy wants to know something about him so much, then he might as well tell him a little bit.

However, this way of telling is not a simple verbal conversation, but through fists.

Madara was stunned, a pair of pupils dilated to the point that they were about to be torn apart, and then shrunk back to normal.

The bitterness in his hand became tighter and tighter. Although there is still uncontrollable fear floating in Madara's heart, if what that person wants to destroy is his ideal, then he must take the bitterness in his hand. No fighting.

Exerting infinite monthly reading on this world, so that the whole world will be in a state of peace, and there will be no more wars. This is his long-cherished wish that he has never dared to leave.

Then fight!
A cold light flew towards Wu Liang, making rustling sounds as it rubbed against the air.

However, Wu Liang, who was being attacked, still had a faint smile on his face, and the bright light in his pupils was constantly expanding.

click-

Wu Liang spat out the broken kunai, and let out a cold snort in his throat, as if mocking the vulnerable kunai.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant, the boundless moonlight slanted over the earth, and the walking man with the golden light all over his body still maintained a constant speed.

Madara's hand, which was still in the posture of activating kunai, froze in the air.

For the one who was slowly walking towards him, it seemed that what he projected was not Kunai, but an insignificant dog's tail grass.

It was a power he had never seen in centuries of ninjas, a power that seemed to mock everything.

This is the first time Madara felt his own insignificance.

"Ha ha……"

Wu Liang looked at Madara, who seemed to be frozen in place, and couldn't help laughing.

"Madara, why don't you become my servant! Then I can consider whether to help you fulfill your little wish."

At this time, Madara didn't even have the slightest bit of anger under this molesting voice, and there was only one thought in his mind at the moment - how to avoid this person's obstruction and fulfill his lifelong wish.

Madara didn't say a word, but with a big wave of his hand, he tore off his white shirt and threw it into the wind.

A human face emerged from the left chest of the naked white upper body. Looking over it faintly, one could still see the basic outline of the original Hokage pillars.

Hashirama is both a friend and an enemy for Madara. There is a constant connection between the two. They both want to seek peace, but one is biased towards reality, while the other is biased towards extremes.

For example, the current monthly reading plan.

Madara turned on the fairy mode, and red flames burned all over her body, making crackling sounds.

Wu Liang snorted coldly, and a mocking smile climbed up the corner of his mouth again.

What a waste of effort!

Wu Liang, who was walking slowly on the ground, gradually floated up, floating in mid-air, just like at the beginning, giving people a sense of oppression.

Wu Liang slowly stretched out his palm facing the sky, and two beams of light like lasers emerged in his palm, and this light was constantly expanding as the palm continued to expand.

And Wu Liang's palms formed a huge body like Wuzhi Mountain in the bottomless growth.

The two beams of light that were originally like lasers have now turned into spherical bodies, and the interior of the shining yellow light spherical bodies is shaped like a stream flowing, making a gurgling sound of water.

Above the sky, looking around, it seems that there are three moons.

These three moons are like three heavy mountains pressing on Madara's body, constantly attacking his spiritual world. His spiritual world, which was originally as vast as a skyscraper, is falling into disintegration at this moment.

Painful groans were continuously transmitted from Madara's body, and continuously amplified in mid-air.

The same as the flames on his body are the flames of the spiritual world. Madara feels a burning sensation, a feeling of life being evaporated, a feeling that life is about to dissipate. Very familiar.

The fiery red flame that was originally burning on Madara's body also tended to be extinguished at this moment, and gradually dimmed.

At this time, Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath turned into chakras like thousands of silk threads, floating towards Madara below.

Constantly suppressing the tearing pain coming from his mind, Madara's pupils reflected the chakra threads that were continuously transmitted from the sky like a swimming dragon.

Fire escape. Hao fireball B-level technique!

In an instant, the originally dim flame that was about to be extinguished on Madara's body burst into flames and spread in all directions, forming a wall of fire about several hundred meters high.

Madara was gasping for breath, his knotted hands were trembling uncontrollably, his mental power had collapsed, and it was so difficult for him to exert the most ordinary power at this moment.

The fireball technique is the oldest heirloom technique of the Uchiha clan. Madara is confident in his defensive power. After all, under the defense of this kind of power, nothing can pass through.

However, in the next second, Madara felt what is called face-slapping power.

Thousands of chakra threads shining with white light emerged from the wall of fire that seemed impenetrable to him, and these thousands of chakra threads are rapidly weaving and combining in the sky, forming a White plane.

(End of this chapter)