Konoha's talent

This voice directed towards Ma, resounding throughout the whole world.

At the moment when he was restrained by Mu Dun, a powerful Chakra burst out of his body and turned into an astonishing thunder and lightning that shattered Mu Dun.

Immediately after he regained his mobility with a wave of his hands, the Qiandori that had been brewing before turned into a spear, easily breaking the outermost shell.

So as Mu Dun shattered into the sky, Saitama's figure fell from above to the spot below at a faster speed.

A blue and white light flashed by.

Madara's dodge posture appeared stiff for a second.

"You can't accept the old! This damn, rotten body!"

Madara kept the previous movements, and the look in Saitama's eyes was still not surprised.

"If you are the pinnacle, I may not be an opponent at this time, but you are only in a dirty state, I am still very sure."

Saitama was holding a long spear condensed by lightning in one hand, turning his back to Madara at this time, his tone was not strong, and there was a hint of luck.

"But in this way, you are ready to make all my preparations become nothing. I will not agree to anything." Madara's arm began to fall from the shoulder position, and the paper was controlled within a certain range under the invisible strength.

This time, the macula recovered very slowly after the injury, and there was a layer of transparent energy at the incision site.

That is natural energy.

Although it is impossible to directly destroy the structure of the dirty soil like Qiu Daoyu, natural energy, as a mainstream energy before the emergence of Chakra, does have the effect of delaying the recovery of the dirty soil.

Although its effect is not very strong.

"Kurojutsu, it's really not the incarnation of my will! I didn't expect that I was smart for decades, but I was still calculated at the last moment! The name Uchiha Madara seems to be a joke."

Looking at Saitama's body, Madara continued, with a suitable sneer flashing under his eyes.

Hearing what Madara said, Saitama was slightly taken aback, and the last stone in his heart fell steadily.

Don't think he has always had the advantage, but if Madara really wants to break out, he will still have some headaches.

"If you can think of it this way, it saves me a lot of trouble."

Saitama chuckled and slowly dropped his hands, and the Chidori stream on it gradually disappeared.

He turned around and stared at Madara, and Shao Lun Yan was calm again, not so sharp anymore.

"Hei Jue is here, I will deal with it, you do what you want to do. Hope I have the opportunity to see the world you said!"

The arm was gradually recovering, and the aftermath of the spot swept towards the place where the blackness had appeared before.

When he came out of the Hei Juehui, his heart was as bright as a bright mirror.

As for finding Saitama according to Kurozu's'script', it is just a trace of unwillingness and distrust of Saitama's strength in his heart.

But now it seems that Saitama should be able to do everything he said before.

And he, it is time to solve the hidden danger of Hei Jue!

"Damn it! Madara, I didn't expect to be waiting for me here, I'm too idealistic!"

Hei Jue immediately noticed the changes on Madara's side, and his dark face changed again and again, and finally his figure disappeared.

"Soon, not too long."

Saitama walked a few steps forward, and when Ma was crossed with Madara, he turned his head to look at the silent Madara, put down these words, and disappeared in place.

"Huh! The younger generation who makes people unable to feel at ease!"

Madara shook his head, let out a cold snort, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

After being treated as a gun for so long, it's time to collect some interest.

Chapter 380

Saitama can finally move on towards Nagato after smoothly solving the trouble on the side of Domama.

Although Madara's transformation came a bit suddenly, it was still reasonable. It could even be said that there was a great continuity with the front and back, without the slightest sense of sluggishness.

Then now there are filthy spots to deal with Heijue, Saitama can also pack up his mood at this time to do something with others, chase back the time wasted before, and achieve his desired goal.

After all, the time has been delayed long enough, and there is no need to continue playing around.

If there is a real challenge, it is still waiting for him and Nagato at the final critical moment, and everything at this time is at best an appetizer.

Continuously jumping on the raised rock on the ground, Saitama glanced forward, full of earnestness and expectation.

Come wind and rain!This is his true thoughts, because he knows he can't hide.

This place is not far from Nagato, the fluctuations of the battle can be transmitted clearly, and the strong explosions swayed in the air, causing shocks of varying degrees.

And as the distance approaches, the aura of that fairy chakra becomes stronger and clearer.

So at this time Saitama also determined who the person who started the fairy mode was.

It’s not the Jiraiya that I had previously expected, or other mysterious people I don’t know, but a familiar one...

Wave wind water gate!

This is really a surprising name.

Saitama's pupils shrank quickly when he determined the identity of the enemy over there, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned upwards to reveal a slight smile.

I thought it would be Jiraiya over there, but I didn't expect it to be Bo Feng Shuimen, a guy who had never used fairy magic in actual combat.

But this is good, if Jilai is not there, it will be much more convenient to start, at least Bofeng Shuimen can't leave easily.

Even if you have a chance, you can clean it up and clear one of the last obstacles.

The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and a heavy rain seemed to be in sight.

Such an atmosphere seems to be telling everything that is coming.

The so-called fearless person is to face everything without changing his face.

Saitama's speed was a little faster again, and the windbreaker dragged a long afterimage behind him, as if a cloud of dark clouds were moving forward.

As the distance gets closer, the sultry smell in the air feels very depressing, and the faint faint smell of blood continues to spread along the surrounding breeze.

The terrain in front of him has changed exaggeratedly, and there are still a few wrecks in sight.