Naruto's Shulker Snake

"Damn it, is this the power of the Six Paths Immortal?"

Tobirama's body was covered with scars, and he kept retreating. He felt that the power left his body little by little, and his movements became slower and weaker.

That kind of power in the body is like an indestructible steel cable. Tobirama has seen various remaining exquisite seals in the Kingdom of Whirlpool. He is also the originator of forbidden arts, but there is no way to use that simple but pure energy.

This is the suppression of blood. This is the gap between mortals and gods.

"huhu"

Jin Jiao was also a little exhausted, but he held the Seven Star Sword's hand without any hesitation, staring at Tobirama like a hungry wolf.

"If Golden Horn kills him, we will be respected as the strongest in the ninja world."

Yinjiao leaned against the tree trunk, his abdomen was bleeding, and the wound was difficult to heal.

Burning his life and being severely injured, Ginkaku felt his body getting colder and colder, but he watched Jinkaku push Tobirama into a corner little by little, his face filled with unconcealable excitement and fanaticism.

"You don't need to tell me, I know it."

Golden Horn's weak chakra couldn't even drive him to use ninjutsu, but it was better than Tobirama had completely lost his power at this time.

The so-called yin and yang seal of the golden horn and silver horn looked clumsy to Ye Long, but it was still the six-path power remaining in the blood.

Yin-Yang Escape is the supreme chakra attribute. Even if it is rare and mixed, it still imprisons Tobirama's power.

Thousands of years ago, Hagoromo established the Tantric Sect and left behind a mantle, which his descendants spread. There is more than one person who has inherited this power.

However, as the years passed, the potential in the bloodline gradually faded away, and this power remained a legend, unknown to everyone.

Today, in order to kill Tobirama, Golden Horn and Silver Horn did not hesitate to burn their blood and sacrifice their own lives. They used the obscure and ancient ninjutsu, the Yin and Yang seal, to complete the feat of killing the first generation of Hokage.

"It's almost over. It doesn't look like there's much difference."

In the shadows, a figure walked silently, holding a crystal-clear and slender sword, wearing a cold mask and a black cloak, quietly walking toward the final battlefield.

Behind him, the Kumo ninja who had finally managed to catch up were lying on the ground in pieces, but they didn't make any sound.

"Tobirama, you can't die yet, you can't die here yet."

Ye Long is like a gust of dark wind, whistling low and gradually enveloping it.

"I didn't expect that I would collapse here."

Tobirama was slashed away by the golden horn again, and his eyes finally showed strong unwillingness, as well as a trace of regret and despair.

After he died, the Senju were leaderless, and without a legitimate Hokage, Konoha would inevitably be in turmoil.

Senju clan, several of his disciples, Uchiha, village

Tobirama once again squeezed out a bit of strength to avoid the fatal sword that was aimed at his neck.

"Haha, I have such a strong desire to live, but it's just a desperate struggle."

Golden Horn raised the Seven-Star Sword again and cut off the fateful sword.

"puff"

Blood spattered and the sharp blade penetrated the heart, but Silver Horn's pupils burst out, and he let out an unbelievable scream before death.

"Silver Corner"

Jinjiao turned around sharply and saw a scene that made his eyes split open.

Ye Long seemed to appear out of thin air behind Yinjiao, and a slender Qiyi sword pierced his chest directly.

"No"

Jin Jiao let out a heart-rending scream, and the nine-tailed chakra in his body burst out in despair, his skin cracked, and he roared to the sky.

"You are"

Tobirama, who thought he was going to die, looked at the figure shrouded in shadow and those strange scarlet eyes, and felt a huge wave in his heart.

"We meet again, I am Uchiha Ryu."

Ye Long expressionlessly injected the power of his soul into Budu's soul-controlling sword. The white light flickered, and Yinjiao's consciousness was completely wiped out by this artifact that could harm the soul.

Instead, there was a violent chakra riot, and huge evil thoughts of hatred poured out like black ink, attacking Ye Long along the blade.

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