Naruto: The world has misled me a lot!

The setting sun was shining down on the vast sea.

Minato Namikaze stood on the shore, waved his hand, and his body crossed hundreds of meters to behead the Mist Ninja who had just emerged from the bottom of the water.

The bright red blood dyed the sea red, but there was no relaxed smile on the golden shining face.

The fog that had been lingering all day became thicker, and the sea breeze blew gently, bringing a unique coolness. I didn't notice it at first, but when I looked down, I found that there was a thin layer of crystal frost and snow on my body.

"Snowing?"

Qiu Daotingzu swept his stick across and smashed the two empty heads, then frowned.

A plump body is extremely sensitive to temperature, and fat people hate extreme weather the most.

"No, he is coming."

Minato Namikaze's powerful perception ability was fully activated, the sound of the waves around him disappeared from his ears, and through the unfathomable fog, a slowly approaching figure emerged in his mind.

"who is he?"

Akimichi Choza had just uttered the words of doubt.

Then you can see thick fog condensing, and ice crystals suspended in the fog, refracting the sunlight with a crystal-like brilliance.

A handsome young man in a white shadow robe and long black hair appeared from the flickering ice crystals and walked towards them step by step.

"The Third Mizukage!"

The scene was like a god descending, and even the battle-hardened Akido Dingzuo was dazed for a moment. After he came to his senses, he tightly grasped the iron rod in his hand and held it across his body.

Then, dense swarms of Mist Ninjas emerged from the water and completely filled the sea in the blink of an eye.

The real war between Kirigakure and Konoha broke out.

……

The man with the wild bait fell in a pool of blood and died, and the chestnut hail balls turned into a pile of minced meat.

The other five men's faces became ferocious. They showed no fear at all and swung their swords at Kato Makoto without fear of death.

The ninja sword in the white-haired young man's hand deflected, and the sunlight was scattered by the blade into fine sword light. In the halo that blurred the eyeballs, the sword light was divided into four parts, blocking the four ninja swords.

Kato Makoto's real body rushed towards Hei Chu Lei Ya. The thunder knife in the opponent's hand was accumulating thunder, causing bursts of thunder in the sky.

Water clones emerged from behind Xiguashan Puffer Demon and Biwa Juzo, and they slashed with two big swords in an attempt to stop Kato Makoto.

The sword light split, and two more figures flew out, breaking through the obstruction of the big sword.

"Is this the Three-Day Moon Dance?"

The three kids who were watching the game looked at each other, unable to hide their shock.

Ninjas from the Root are generally good at swordsmanship. The three of them studied under Kato Makoto, and the swordsmanship they learned was deeper and more sophisticated than that of ordinary Root organization members.

The ordinary Crescent Moon Dance not only requires hand seals to perform the clone technique, but also requires constant attention to movement habits to avoid exposing the true identity.

It's nothing like the teacher, where the environment and the sword light complement each other, his body movements are erratic and his sword skills are ethereal, and his figure splits at will. Let alone discovering his real body, it's even difficult to capture the trajectory of his fake body.

Konoha style, phantom cherry blossom killing.

As it approached Kurochi Raiga, the white figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only a trembling blade light, which scattered into tiny spots of crimson light, like the delicate petals of a cherry blossom tree swaying in the warm breeze in March, as thin as paper and as beautiful as clouds, instantly covering the Kirigakure Jonin.

If the assassination swordsmanship taught by Danzo was the essence of Konoha-ryu and what he himself had learned, then the swordsmanship used by Kato Makoto at this time was the foundation for him to become the master of the kendo style in the ninja world.

The members of the Root organization believed that the five-series chakra swordsmanship placed in the secret room for meritorious people to borrow was the limit of Kato Makoto.

Even Uzuki Yugao, who had had close contact and fusion with Kato Makoto's soul many times, believed that the Thunder Release Sword Technique taught by her teacher was the essence of the secret Konoha-ryu.

But in fact, this is just their guess.

Kato Makoto's real swordsmanship is far more than just a combination of chakra and swordsmanship, it's just that they haven't met the learning standards yet.

The phantom cherry blossoms are dazzling.

It is a perfect combination of illusion, clone and swordsmanship. Each petal has no entity, but each petal is real, an intangible real blade.

Rumble!

"Don't even think about passing through the prison of thunder!"

With a loud shout, Hei Chu Lei Ya launched the attack in advance without waiting for the thunder to accumulate.

Dozens of pale lightning bolts as thick as buckets fell from the sky, and the area within dozens of meters around the owner of the Thunder Sword instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder. More lightning bolts fell on the Thunder Sword, protecting the Mist Hidden Ninja in the thunder.

This way, that person won’t be able to get in.

As soon as this thought came to mind, I saw cherry blossoms suddenly emerge from the thunder, as if the thunder did not exist.

laugh!

Before the white lightning dissipated, countless knife lights had already pierced through Hei Chu Lei Ya's body, cutting through even the lightning on his body.

"Impossible, I didn't leave any gaps."

The Kirigakure Jonin held his breath, stared at the white-haired man with a knife in front of him, and asked.

"It's just ordinary swordplay. If you don't understand it, just practice more."

Hearing this, Hei Chu Lei Ya vomited blood and his speech became unclear.

When he was on the verge of death, a surge of strength surged out of his body. He pressed his hands on the ground. The ground dozens of meters above where the lightning struck was suddenly filled with lightning. Each bolt of lightning could paralyze the bodies of ten people.

"Lightning Release, Web Spider."

This was the backup plan of the Thunder Blade Master. In order not to attract the attention of Kato Makoto, he gathered the falling lightning from the sky to the ground, thereby performing a large-scale confinement technique.

"Destroy in the explosion!"

Muri Shinpachi, who had broken free from his clone by exchanging injuries for injuries, spat out blood from his mouth and looked ferociously at Kato Makoto who was imprisoned in the thunder formation.

The explosive knife flew into the air with a strange red light, and the scroll inside unfolded, and countless explosive talismans fell like snowflakes.

"What a waste! The detonating talisman in this knife could probably sustain a war."

The vast amount of detonating tags in front of him turned into banknotes in Kato Makoto's eyes, and the blunt knife that kept spitting out banknotes was simply a money printing machine.

"Run!"

The remaining three members of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen didn't care about anything else and turned around and ran away.

As fellow ninja swordsmen, they all had more or less knowledge of the special ninjutsu possessed by their respective ninja swords. Once they saw the scene arranged by Muri Shinpachi, they roughly knew the power of the upcoming explosion.

It can be said that they are worthy of being from a super group. After looking at each other, they tacitly understood not to flee in the same direction, but chose to pursue their own future.

"Back off!"

The faces of the Root organization members who were standing at the edge of the battlefield watching the battle changed drastically. The explosion of detonating tags on this scale was enough to destroy a small city.

Terai immediately ordered a retreat. After finding a suitable cover, he took out the scroll prepared by the leader in advance, bit his finger and scratched the scroll.

"The art of psychics, triple Rashomon!"

Clang clang!

Three gates, dozens of meters wide, that seemed to come from ancient times rose from the ground. Huge metal bells on both sides made heavy sounds. Two thick steel cables connected the three gates tightly together, forming a reassuring defensive barrier that blocked everyone's way.

"Teacher...please don't be in any trouble."

Xiyan’s face was pale. He saw the figure gradually submerged by the detonating talisman, and his heart was hanging in the air.

The flying detonating tags began to burn at the same time under the control of Muri Shinpachi, and the overwhelming flames enveloped Kato Makoto.

Boom!

A bright light streaked across the sky, and then a huge white ball of light passed over the top of Rashomon, dispersing the air and the clouds, replacing the setting sun and illuminating the sky and the earth.

A huge explosion swept in with a terrifying shock wave.