Uchiha Madara felt that he was not particularly skilled in either magic or ninjutsu. So, he needed to widen the distance between them in battle.
Although his Wood Dragon Technique had achieved no effect at all, Uchiha Madara did not mind.
Because Uchiha Madara knew that if two Wood Dragons alone could capture him, then there would be no need for him to go to such lengths.
Just as Uchiha Madara was thinking this, Shanmen Shikao instantly arrived at his side and swung his blade down.
Uchiha Madara saw only a flash of green before the blade was already in front of him.
Being so close to the green blade made Uchiha Madara feel as if it carried a deep resentment.
Whenever he looked at the blade, he felt an inexplicable urge to burst into tears.
Uchiha Madara raised the black short spike in his hand before him, blocking Shanmen Shikao's slash.
Shanmen Shikao seemed to know that this attack could not possibly have any effect on Uchiha Madara, so his black tail immediately shot toward him like a sword.
Uchiha Madara hurriedly retreated, because he knew very well that he was not skilled in taijutsu. In a one-on-one physical fight, he would gain no advantage at all.
As Uchiha Madara retreated, he had already formed a hand seal with one hand.
He spat a stream of yellow sand from his mouth.
Fosi Zhupu felt as though he could no longer see anything, as if he were caught in a severe sandstorm.
Uchiha Madara's move covered an enormous area, enveloping the entire palace. No one could see anything; it felt as if a layer of smog had been cast before their eyes.
Fosi Zhupu suddenly saw the scene before him change. At some point, Uchiha Madara had pulled him out