"Master, where are we going now?" Of course Mumu followed Madara into the Fire Leopard Sect, but he was obviously frightened by the ferocious group of Soul Master around him. After seeing Madara come out, he immediately ran over.
"Go north! Go to Extreme North!" Madara glanced indifferently. The group of the Fire Leopard Sect and Soul Master that were originally threatening Mumu were so frightened that they all quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the fierce god in front of them.
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The shrunken Q version Kurama jumped out of Mumu's arms and licked its paws, saying angrily, "Oh! You're still alive! I thought you were ripped off by that old guy!"
"Then let's see if he has the ability? There are too many people who want to kill me, but I don't know if they can kill him!" Madara said nonchalantly. If he could live another life, he would have earned it. He had already put life and death aside.
In this life, Madara no longer has to bear so much hatred and burden. He just wants to see the scenery at a higher place and kill stronger men!
Just when Madara, the two and one fox, had just left the mountain gate of the Fire Leopard Sect, they happened to meet the young man who blocked the road outside.
The young man was stunned when he saw the intact Zebra strutting out, and then he remembered the horror of his life and death being controlled by Madara, and he couldn't help but stop.
Will he kill me? what do I do?
As Madara gradually approached him, his heart accelerated unsatisfactorily, and wisps of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Madara just passed by him, not paying attention to this little person who was not much different from an ant.
Even the moment Madara passed by him, just a casual glance made him feel the pressure at the top of the food chain, and the blood in his body seemed to have frozen.
Is this a strong person? I want to become this strong too!
The heart of the ruffian young man couldn't stop beating. He seemed to have made up his mind at this moment. He turned around and said with a trembling voice, as if using his last strength. "Sir, can you accept me as your disciple?"
"You?" Madara paused for a moment, turned around and looked at this arrogant young man in surprise, somewhat confused.
"Senior, my name is Huo Li. I am the son of Huo Lie, the young master of the Fire Leopard Sect, and the grandson of the current old master. Can you teach me how to become stronger?" The arrogant young man said loudly as if he was risking his life.
"You're not qualified yet!" Madara just glanced at him casually and ignored him. He finished speaking casually and perfunctorily, turned around and left.
Am I not qualified? Okay, then I'll prove it to you!
The arrogant young man felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this sentence. He clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth to refute, but he swallowed his words when he thought that Madara's terrifying performance just now was not even his father's opponent.
"Grandpa! I'm going to participate in Continental Elite Soul Master Competition!"
Before leaving, Madara asked for a map from Xue Qinghe and was walking forward along the road.
"Ouch! It hurts!" Mumu fell from the tree, rubbed his buttocks on the ground, and grinned.
Kurama jumped out from the side and said gloatingly, "Boy! It seems you are not good at it! You can't keep up with the basic tree march, and you make mistakes!"
"I want you to take care of it!" Mumu glared fiercely at Kurama and said with a snort.
Kurama looked at Mumu's angry but helpless look. Tears of laughter flowed out, and he rolled on the ground and beat the ground.
Kurama said that this kind of life is really cool, it would be great if there wasn't a certain damn person! If he were in Shinobi World, he wouldn't dare to tease a stupid person even if he were killed!
It feels so good now!
"Wait! Come out!" Madara took the map and looked at it carefully, and suddenly stopped as if aware.
"Jie Jie Jie! I didn't expect it to be so painful!" Dozens of black shadows came out from all directions, but they had already surrounded Madara in just one breath.
In this regard, Madara expressed that he was very calm. He didn't know how many times he had been surrounded by people! Just get used to it!
"It seems that this trip is destined to be uneventful! Have the appetizers been served?" Madara licked the corner of his mouth and looked at the group of killers surrounding him indifferently.
"Death is imminent! What nonsense is this kid talking about! Kill him!" A leader in a masked black robe showed a hint of sarcasm in his sinister triangular eyes.
After receiving the order, all the men in black immediately rushed to kill Madara, as if what they were looking at was the fish on the chopping board.
Madara seemed to be standing there unconsciously, his left hand already quietly resting on the handle of the scythe.
Just when the man in black was about to drown Madara, a cold blade of light slid past like water, and all the men in black in front were cut in half. Many of them did not even have time to use their Soul Skill.
The leader of the man in black also showed his five Soul Ring, holding a sharp long knife and walked quickly towards Madara.
When he got close to Madara, the Second Soul Ring flashed with light behind the leader of the men in black, and he drew his sword and drew a pale stream of light.
"Shadow Blade Flash!"
This sword light was as fast as lightning, even in the eyes of others, it was just a slight light between heaven and earth, but there was someone faster than him.
Madara had already taken the lead and blocked his scythe in front of him, colliding with the sword light and creating a series of sparks.
While the leader of the men in black was stunned, Madara stabbed the leader of the men in black in the chest with the blood-red Kunai in his other hand.
The leader of the men in black immediately wanted to retreat, but Madara stepped forward one step ahead, leaving him with no way to escape.
Kunai stabbed firmly into the chest of the leader of the man in black. He only had a chance to make a move and was seriously injured, unable to fight back.
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Madara looked at the killers rushing up around him without fear of death, with a hint of impatience on his brows, but he still held the sickle and War Fan and headed forward.
In just one cup of tea, Mumu stared at the killer lying in a pool of blood in front of him with his mouth open and his mouth wide open in surprise.
"Master, is he so powerful?" Mumu turned around and asked Kurama.
"What's wrong with this! Your master hasn't used his truly powerful skills yet!" Kurama said with a hint of fear in his eyes.
There was nothing he could do, he took over both Uchiha Madara and Hashirama Senju's ultimate moves, even though they didn't end well!
"Is that all you have? The people behind your scenes don't seem to be very good!" Madara walked up to the leader of the men in black who had taken in more air than out, squatted down and asked with a smile.
"Don't be complacent, Lord will definitely avenge us! You never know how powerful our power is!" After saying this, the commander of the man in black bit his tongue and committed suicide with great determination.
"Looks like I won't be lonely on this journey!" Madara thought as he patted the dust on his body.
Is it the empire or Spirit Hall? Things are getting interesting!