"Enough. This is where I send you on your way!"
"This place has good feng shui, too. Being buried here is almost lucky for you."
Senju Fujima's lips curled slightly as he surveyed the surroundings. The place was decent enough. He turned to look at the six Kirigakure shinobi.
"You think you can defeat us?"
"That's laughable. Let me, Zabuto, take you on!"
Just then, a man wearing a white mask and a black vest stepped forward, a huge sword slung across his back.
"Pfft...!"
"Zabuto?"
"You do look a lot like him, but that sword on your back doesn't cut it."
"Well, I'm feeling generous, so I'll send you down there first."
Hearing Zabuto's words, Senju Fujima nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Look like him?"
"You're saying my sword doesn't cut it?"
"Then I'll show you what a real sword can do."
"Hidden Mist Technique."
Hearing Senju Fujima's words, Zabuto instantly flew into a rage and quickly formed Hand Seals.
In an instant, a thick fog spread across the area, making it impossible to see even an inch in front of them.
"Lord Fujima, let me handle this!"
Seeing the men trying to hurt Senju Fujima, Jun Tianze hurriedly stepped in front of him.
"It's fine. Stand back for now!"
"I want to see what these Kirigakure shinobi are capable of!"
Senju Fujima's lips curled slightly. He had no intention of letting Jun Tianze step in.
"Yes, Lord Fujima."
Jun Tianze listened obediently and moved aside, watching quietly.
"You still have time to talk?"
"Heh! Die!"
"Body Flicker Technique—Mist Body Flicker."
"Slash!"
Hearing Senju Fujima and Jun Tianze talking, Zabuto's lips curled slightly. He pulled the huge sword from his back, vanished in an instant, and reappeared behind Senju