Hokage: You can become stronger by accepting apprentices!

He was suppressed by the weird flames before, and now Maple Ye agrees to be attacked by this kind of attack.

Steady his body, Maple Night looked gloomy.

Unexpectedly, he, who has been attacking in such a weird way, was bombarded by this attack on himself.

"Let's dance! Maple Night! Keep pleasing me!"

Looking proudly at the maple night at sea, Madara seems to have no intention of doing anything.

Feng Muye looked at the four dark figures surrounding him with a surprisingly solemn expression, as if he had encountered some serious crisis.

There is no other reason, because the wheel tomb avatar actually has a sky fan and a marsh sickle in its hands!

Finished calf.

If their weapons have the same effect as Madara, then they can still use snake skin, just surrender and dream.

Sighing secretly, he didn't expect Rokudao Madara's strength to be so terrifying, he couldn't help but regret leaving the ten-tailed puppet to him.

But soon no more regrets.

After all, the reincarnation eye can summon the alien golem to cross the space. Even if he does not leave the ten-tailed doll behind, the real alien golem will be channeled back, but it will consume a little more chakra.

Now it seems that at least Madara has not opened Samsara Sharingan, nor has she planted a sacred tree.

The worst is yet to come.

At worst, take the disciples to hide in a different space, and come out when the trust value is enough to directly become the six realms.

The sky is full of thoughts, he has already roughly arranged the way out, so now he just wants to see if the ceiling fans of these round tomb clones are not so perverted.

With a flash of his figure, Feng Muye slashed at the ceiling fan with Murasame in his hand.

Tear, a scar appeared on the arm.

It is less powerful than the sky fan in Ban's hand.

Immediately relieved, it seems that it is a fake after all.

At this time, the three sickles fell towards Maple Night at the same time, coming towards him with a hint of terrifying aura.

With a flash, the figure dodged the two sickles, and at the same time deliberately let a sickle land on his arm, cutting some skin.

Rather than facing the serious scythe in Madara's hand, Feng Muye is more willing to use a fake to try out what it does.

But the result made Feng Muye feel a wave of fear in his heart.

Chapter 155

The marsh scythe scratched Maple Ye's skin, but no blood flowed out.

There was a trace of black powder falling from his hand at the scar, which was the trace of his own injury.

The attack of the marsh sickle has the same effect as the seeking jade, which can disintegrate the flesh.

In fact, the Tianmao Spear was originally formed from the shape change of the Daoist Jade, but with the addition of the Will of the Six Paths, its power is even more terrifying.

And after the double-powerful Amanuma Spear turns into a marsh sickle, it can already pose a deadly threat to Maple Night in Tenseigan Chakra Mode.

If the head or body is chopped off by the marsh sickle, it can only give Feng Muye a song to cool off.

After all, Qiudaoyu's attack is similar to decomposition, and without a body, the dead tree can't stimulate the cells to release life energy.

Suppressing those fears, Feng Muye looked solemnly at the round tomb clones around him.

The situation is not good now.

The only good news is that Madara didn't intend to end in person.

It's normal to think about it, Feng Muye had no way to deal with the six-level round tomb clone.

Now that the sky fan and marsh sickle are added, whether he can beat them is a question.

"Now, can you tell me what you did to the sacred tree?"

Madara looked at the surrounded maple night playfully, as if teasing a mouse.

There was another reason why he didn't end in person. The power of the marsh sickle in his hands was too terrifying. He was worried that he would kill Maple Ye with one move, and he would not be able to solve the problem of the sacred tree by himself.

So let the wheel tomb avatar beat him up first.

"Shall I throw the weapon away, I tell you?"

Even so, Maple Night was still in the mood to joke.

But Madara didn't have this kind of thought anymore, his face turned cold and he said: "Then enjoy it."

After all, the wheel tomb clone rushed towards Feng Muye at the same time.

The Taoist Jade that had been restored earlier melted into his hand instantly, turning into a ring exuding a silver edge.

The silver wheel is reborn!

The hurricane driven by all its strength hit the four round tomb clones in an instant, but he seemed to have forgotten the ability of the sky fan.

With a bang, there was a terrifying tearing sensation around his body.

Under the fluorescent green chakra coat, a lot of red paint was dotted, it looked really miserable.

Fortunately, the Painless Pill was still in effect, otherwise the severe pain would have made Feng Muye howl.

Immediately using the dead wood to reap the spring, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

How to beat this shit!

The hurricane that Yinlun Reincarnated could lock onto him, doesn't this mean that he can only be beaten but not fight back?

Looking at Madara's arrogant eyes, Rokudo Madara is the scariest boss in the ninja world.

Sighing, since he can't attack, he can only rely on the wheel tomb avatar to attack.

Looking at a clone looking at him with a sickle held high, Feng Muye didn't have any intention of resisting.

Until the sickle fell in front of his eyes, his figure disappeared instantly.

The marsh sickle landed on a bewildered wheel tomb clone, and a large piece of his head was wiped off in an instant.

Looking at this scene, Feng Muye's eyes lit up.

If there is no limit to such a perverted ability, he can still fight well, and he can directly give the ninja world to Madara.

Sure enough, although the terrifying ability of Swamp Scythe can injure characters of the Sixth Dao level, at the same time, it does not distinguish between enemy and friend.

In other words, the marsh sickle in Madara's hand could not only kill Maple Ye, but also himself.

Madara frowned, this is indeed a defect.

But not a flaw to him.

It is undoubtedly impossible for Madara, a man who has experienced many battles, to kill himself with his own weapon.

It's a pity that the wheel tomb avatar has no will, otherwise Feng Muye wouldn't be able to defuse this attack so easily.

Forget it, it seems that the wheel tomb clone will only be consumed if this continues, so let's do it ourselves.

Putting away the sickle silently, he couldn't kill Feng Muye all at once.

It's over.

Seeing the disappearance of the wheel tomb clone, Feng Muye silently typed gg.

Unscientific!The big boss won't let the younger brother give experience, how can I fight this!

Madara said coldly, "You're not going to say it yet."

"Cut yourself with a scythe, and I'll tell you."

No longer talking nonsense, Madara's figure disappeared in place in an instant, and swept out with a sky fan.

A loud bang.

The sea water in front of the sky fan disappeared instantly, leaving behind a huge cliff, and even the sea water couldn't go back immediately.

Maple Night, who dodged the attack, froze. Sure enough, the sky fan was not as simple as fighting back.

This power is even more terrifying than the general Six Paths Immortal Art.

"Like running around?"

Madara said coldly, pointing the sky fan in his hand at Maple Night.

Suddenly a terrifying gravity hit Feng Muye's body, but there was no change in the sea water.

Frowning, that's it?

Because of the immortal body, Feng Muye also uses the gravity machine to exercise from time to time, so this is actually not very useful to him.

Looking at him who didn't respond differently, Madara said with some surprise: "There is something wrong with your physique."

After getting used to it, the maple forehead smiled and said, "Guess."

"You first guess whether you can escape this blow."

The round fan hit Feng Muye's body like an iron wall, and the shock wave blasted out a fan shape.

Bang bang bang rolling continuously on the surface of the sea, Feng Muye spat out a mouthful of blood.

The round fan can not only increase the gravity of the enemy, but also lighten Madara's body.

Stabilizing his body, Maple Ye just came to a conclusion and before he could think of what to do, a breath appeared behind him.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and punched it out.

But he regretted it as soon as he took the shot, and Madara looked at him with a smile on his face.

Unsurprisingly, this punch seemed to hit him in the face, and he was thrown into the sea again.

Tired, destroy it.

Lying on the sea, Maple Night quietly looked at the sky as if giving up.

"Maple Ye, you are indeed very strong. If I were the former me, I might not be your opponent."

Madara looked at him calmly and told the truth.

"It's no use talking bullshit."