Naruto: Starting as the Third Hokage with Tears in His Eyes

The Hidden Mist ninja had already raised his hands to his chest, and his chakra was surging through his body at an unprecedented speed; the hand seals were about to be formed.

He could even imagine the thick fog spreading out from beneath his feet, obscuring this damned coastline and bringing a glimmer of hope to everyone.

A spark of hope had just ignited for a moment in his chest, which was chilled by fear.

Then, it went out.

An invisible blade, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, flashed past his waist.

He did not feel any pain.

I only felt a sudden, irresistible, and immense force.

His upper body, propelled by inertia, remained in the hand seal position and staggered forward a step.

The lower body of the Hidden Mist ninja, however, seemed to be nailed to the spot, remaining completely still.

My field of vision was plummeting rapidly at a strange angle.

He saw his own feet in ninja shoes, the beach instantly stained red with blood, and his lower body still standing, gushing blood and internal organs.

"Well……"

An off-key syllable was squeezed out of the throat.

Immediately, his upper body slammed heavily onto the sand, and his eyes, wide open in extreme terror, reflected the faces of his companions, which were also filled with bewilderment and despair.

This bloody and bizarre scene struck a chord deep within the hearts of every Cloud Ninja and Mist Ninja.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

The Cloud Village and Mist Village ninjas, who had been on the verge of exchanging blows and clamoring to show each other their strength, were now completely speechless.

Their minds went blank; they simply stared blankly at the ninja's corpse.

Feeling the warm, fishy-smelling liquid splash onto my face and body.

Followed by.

As if receiving some kind of signal, the howling wind suddenly became more intense.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless invisible wind blades, like the scythe of death, swept in from the forest from every incredible angle.

"What are you all standing there for!"

A Cloud Village ninja finally snapped out of his utter shock and let out a hoarse roar.

He suddenly held the large sword horizontally in front of him, unleashing his Lightning Release chakra without reservation. Dazzling blue arcs of electricity instantly covered the entire blade, emitting a crackling sound.

He believed in the knife in his hand.

However, when the invisible wind blade touched the greatsword he was so proud of, the resolute look on Yun Ren's face instantly turned into disbelief and horror.

There was no loud clang of metal striking metal.

The wind blade passed through his tough ninja sword with a light touch, as if it were passing through a thin sheet of paper.

Finally, it passed through his neck.

The ninja sword in the Cloud Village ninja's hand broke in half and fell onto the beach.

The electric arc above still flickered unwillingly, but soon vanished without a trace.

A head rose into the sky.

Blood gushed out like a fountain from the neck of his burly body.

His face still held the last moments of astonishment and confusion.

The symphony of slaughter has officially begun.

The remaining ninjas were completely devastated.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

"We must bring this information back! The Land of Whirlpools... couldn't possibly have such a powerful Wind Release ninja!"

Someone gave the signal to retreat.

The instinct for survival overwhelmed all reason and dignity.

They all fled towards the sea.

As long as they could get back to the ship, as long as they could leave this coast shrouded in death, they still had hope of sending a message and hope of surviving.

A Hidden Mist ninja used all his skills to slide at an extremely fast speed toward the raiding ship moored in the shallow water.

However, he had only run less than two meters.

Several wind blades landed precisely on him.

puff!puff!

A strange cutting sound rang out.

A short, painful scream rang out from within.

Then, everything returned to calm.

On the beach, only a patch of bloodstains, quickly absorbed by the sand, and a few wisps of white steam rising, carrying the smell of blood.

On the other side, a Cloud Village ninja, with superhuman speed, had already rushed to a point just a step away from the seawater.

A hint of elation at surviving a disaster even appeared on his face.

But the next second, his body suddenly stiffened.

He slowly lowered his head.

I saw fine lines of blood appearing on my chest, abdomen, thighs... every part of my body.

Those lines of blood were expanding rapidly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Immediately afterwards, the Cloud Ninja's entire body, like a carefully cut building block, instantly shattered into dozens of pieces of flesh of varying sizes as he ran, scattering them all over the ground with a clatter.

Blood stained the pure white waves that were so close at hand.