Reborn in Konoha, pressing the Eight Gate Dunjia Formation with one hand

Kaguya walked over with a bag in his hand.

"Boss, there is news from Orochimaru that the research on immortality has achieved some results, but this thing is useless."

What he was holding in his hand was the sealed evil god cultist.

"It's useless?" Kanekura looked over curiously: "Orochimaru only has one sample in his hand, is he sure it's useless?"

"Well, that's what he said. We plan to send this guy back. Orochimaru said that a sample will be enough. They are all the same. This one is of no use. What to do with it?"

Jin Cang waved his hand when he heard this: "Why keep it if it's no longer useful? Monkey, give him a ride!"

Wu Jing immediately jumped up and smiled: "Okay, big brother."

A set of funerals for a dragon. The evil believers were burned to ashes under the fire even though they had no immortal bodies.

"Hey, don't tell me, this immortal body is really difficult to burn." The monkey stepped on the fly ashes under his feet, and spread the ashes with a wind escape.

Kazuya looked at Kanekura: "Are you sure you can deal with them?"

The five tails must have been devoured, then it depends on how the next war will be fought.

Jin Cang grinned, showing his white teeth.

"How about giving them some warmth tonight?"

Kazuya immediately began to gather people, invited the Sandaime and other jounin over, and began to arrange tasks.

That night.

The Kumogakure camp was silent, and the ninjas of Kumogakure Village were patrolling meticulously.

The Evil God Cult's camp was also silent. It wasn't that they suddenly became regular, but that they were almost dead. Except for the two leaders, there were only two or three big cats and kittens left.

Unlike these two parties, the edge of Yunyin camp was brightly lit.

Loud noises came and went, and the strong smell of alcohol floated in the air.

The man with green hair dressed as a samurai and monk is named Sansuke Ryota. He is a master who integrates chakra into the fighting skills of samurai and monks.

His origin is very mysterious, but another ninja named Sajima Tendon knows that he is one of the trump cards of the Fire Country Daimyo, who specializes in training samurai troops for the Fire Country Daimyo.

Sajima Tendon is another ninja among the leaders. His origin is not simple, and he is inextricably related to the Kingdom of Thunder.

The two of them were holding wine glasses and chatting.

Below them, the top brass of the samurai army were dissolute, drinking and eating meat.

"Hahaha, it's really shameful that a little Konoha scared them so carefully." Sajima Tendon cursed disdainfully.

While cursing, he drank all the wine in the glass.

Sansuke Ryota glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.

A guy who doesn't know who he is after drinking some alcohol. No wonder the Daimyo of the Kingdom of Thunder doesn't pay much attention to him.

Sipping the wine in the glass slowly, Sansuke Ryota narrowed his eyes.

The hunting leader of Konoha Village is very strong. After watching the previous battle, he immediately had a clear understanding.

At best, he can be on par with his opponent. If he wants to win, he can't do it on his own.

If the opponent is a pure ninja, he is sure to kill the opponent.

However, it is hard to say that the opponent is a warrior who is no weaker than himself.

Just when he was frowning and thinking, a ray of chakra fluctuation suddenly came.

"who?!!"

With a loud shout, Sansuke Ryota suddenly left the place in a flash.

"boom!"

Almost at the same time he dodged, a roar erupted right where he was.

"puff!"

Slowly, Sajima appeared from the side in a flash, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath immediately became weak, and he looked over with a horrified look on his face.

I saw that a cloud of smoke and dust had risen from where the two of them were just now, covering a large area.

The crowd who had been drinking and having fun just now screamed.

"damn it!"

The people who were a little further away all pulled out their samurai swords and looked at them angrily.

A few who had no time to escape were screaming and tumbling from the ground, and a few were already motionless.

In one fell swoop, at least a dozen people were killed or injured.

"Damn it, which idiot showed his secret?"

A figure walked out of the smoke and dust, with a face full of unhappy curses, and an unusually burly monkey on his shoulders.

The monkey was also holding an arm-thick iron chain in his hand, extending behind him, as if he was pulling something heavy.

Sansuke Ryota and Sajima Tendon were furious.

The person coming was Jin Cang.

He had made a sudden attack just now, hoping to kill these two unsuspecting guys, but he didn't expect that someone was exposed before he could do anything.

He acted hastily, but only one was injured.

"Damn Konoha ninja, you are seeking death!"

A katana suddenly appeared in Sansuke Ryota's hand, and he roared and rushed forward instantly.

Unlike ninjas, he relied purely on explosive power and did not use ninja ninjutsu.

But his speed was very fast, and he was not inferior to the teleportation technique. He was in front of Jincang in a flash, and his katana slashed straight down without any fancy.

At the same time, Sashima Tendou endured the pain of two broken ribs in his chest, ducked to the side, raised his hand and launched dozens of shurikens, and then skillfully connected with a wind release.

"You two bastards, I didn't kill you just now, let's make up for it now!"

With a clang, the sword's Sharak muscle swept across and drew back dozens of shurikens, speeding up at the same time.

The sound of whooshing pierced the air, making people panic just by listening to it.

At the same time, Feng Sheng whimpered, Wu Jing shook the chain in his hand, and a huge black shadow smashed through the air with a whine, slamming towards Sansuke Ryota who was slashing at the opposite side.

"you……"

"Qiang!"

Sansuke Ryouta was shocked. He tilted his katana and slashed straight to the side. With a sound of metal collision, he successfully deflected the meteor hammer.

"laugh!"

The next moment, a thin line was drawn.

The beheading sword was as light as nothing in Jin Cang's hand, and he chopped it off in the blink of an eye.

Sansuke Ryota's heart trembled, and the shadow of death swept over him instantly. He had no time to think and immediately retreated.

"Puff puff~"

"what……"

The flying shuriken knocked down a group of samurai.

"Wind Escape·Multiple Wind Blades!"

Sashima Tendou formed a seal with his hands, opened his mouth and sprayed out countless chaotic sharp wind blades.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

Amidst the sound of iron being struck, Jin Cang rushed over roughly, letting the wind blade break up into the breeze on his body, and then kicked him over.

"Woo!"

Sajima was shocked and immediately left, but the pain in his ribs made him grin and slow down a bit.

Jin Cang's eyes flashed, and he temporarily increased his speed by one percent.

"puff!"

"Damn it!"

Sansuke Ryota was shocked, turned around instantly, and rushed into the crowd of his men without thinking.

"what……"

With one kick, the guy from Konoha on the other side brutally kicked Sajima Tendon in half.

Sajima's tendon teleportation technique had already been used, but he was still kicked. He screamed when he stepped aside.

Screaming, he fell to the ground.

Blood splattered.

Sashima was kicked in the stomach, and a basketball-sized hole appeared in his stomach, with only a small piece of skin on both sides still connected.