The strongest assistant of the fourth generation

That's right, if it's not like this, how can it be called a battle?

Time has passed for too long, and Madara has even experienced the difference between life and death and has lost many of the emotions of ordinary people... The so-called Eye of the Moon, the so-called plan, the so-called power, all seem to be fantasy in the past life, a passing cloud...

But looking at the terrifying and intimidating wooden giant in front of him, he felt the true meaning of traveling through such a long time and returning here - yes, it is precisely because there are still such people in this world. It is precisely because of his unfettered power that he was brought back here by destiny to engage in a desperate struggle to realize his unparalleled ambition and demonstrate his strength beyond common sense!

Yes, it’s not that it can’t be done like this, it can’t be done without such an opponent!

They are each other's best proof of each other's existence in this world.

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Draw your sword!

The blue giant warrior slowly drew out the blade hidden at his waist.

A completely concrete figure, but his face was obscured by armor, leaving only a pair of eyes that revealed depth and anger, silently telling people what great power the Uchiha clan possesses!

And the huge weapon that seemed to be able to divide the world with one strike, along with the flaming Xu Zuo shell, added even more ferocity! The innocent souls and ghosts wrapped around the blade are like foam on the sea, disappearing, reappearing, and starting again and again, as if they are eternal. Only the terrible howl that suddenly resounds deep in people's hearts gives the opponent a little bit of hope. Be alert - this is not hell, but a place more terrifying than hell!

The sword has been unsheathed. If you unsheath it, you will drink the enemy's blood!

Wherever Madara Uchiha looked, everything was destroyed...

The power of the strong only surges on the battlefield and is invincible to those who stand in its way. The invincible sword can only mean the difference between life and death!

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Opposite him, Zhenyong's closed eyes finally opened. Those eyes that were solemn and dark due to the immortal mode calmly looked at everything that happened in front of him... The giant was like this, the mountains were like this, the destruction was like this, the destruction was like this... All illusions, all tangible and intangible things, can no longer move him.

At that moment, he seemed to become a real immortal!

And as if in response to the master's ability, the two immortals let out a low roar and a Buddhist chant respectively from their throats, and the magic weapons and iron fists were clenched at the same time.

The language of flowers is vague and the sound of Buddha is long.

In the sound of Buddha singing that seems to transcend the past of all sentient beings, the black Ming King is even more majestic, and the ink-colored Buddha doubles his brilliance.

It is compassion and patience.

It's grief and anger, it's killing in anger!

At this point, avoiding the battle is equivalent to death, and it is a violation of one's own conscience. Even if he insists on going his own way, there is absolutely no way that Zhen Yong can back down here!

In heaven and on earth, I am the only one who is supreme.

Facing the warrior's giant sword head-on, the two statues showed their power without hesitation!

Facing the attack that seemed to destroy everything, Zhenyong had no fear and went against the current.

Save or kill.

The way of heaven transforms all things, and can destroy all things with just a flick of the hand!

The Buddha is merciful, but when faced with monsters in the world, he will also glare with anger!

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Different from the previous battle with Nagato Yahiko, where they calculated each step and had their own plans, the duel between Madara and Mayuu was more like a martial arts showdown where everyone tried their best but relied on their basic skills!

There is no exquisite design, but it is dignified and unavoidable, overwhelming others!

On the other hand, with this level of power, relying on tactics and strategies has fallen into the trap...

Boom!!!!

The devastating sound of heaven finally sounded. From beginning to end, this battle only made this loud sound.

…The outcome has been decided.

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Hey, Mom, I just learned how to make mung bean cake from Brother Yueyin~

The sweet-sounding little Chinatsu opened the door with a delicate food box in her hands. In the Senju House, there was never a habit of locking the door, not to mention that the eagle was just sitting quietly in the bedroom. That's it...it's noon, so of course the woman won't rest at this time.

The eagle, which had recovered from its injury, relaxed its brow slightly, and without any more words, it just opened its arms and held its daughter in its arms.

Mom, let's try it~

Her pink little hands carefully picked up a piece of snack, and then brought it to Jiu's mouth with a smile... Jiu had no appetite at first, but how could she bear to go against Chinatsu's wishes?

She lowered her head, took the slightly sweet mung bean cake into her mouth, and then touched Xiao Qianxia's head happily...

During these days, the little princess has been doing a lot of ideological work for her mother. Now, although Jiujiu is still angry, she is no longer as absolute as she was at the beginning... However, the clouds in her heart are getting worse... She and Zhenyong had gone through death together more than once, and that subtle feeling was really unsettling.

——Looking towards the distance, thousands of miles away in the clear sky, there seemed to be faint thunder...

ps: I'm a little busy today...first update! Don’t worry, I won’t go back on what I said. I ask for everything! ! ! !