Night Duy, the Final Fist
At this moment, the remaining dozen or so people, amidst their fear, couldn't help but feel a touch of despair. Despair within death, and after despair came the fighting, because they couldn't be cowardly and commit suicide; only by dying in battle could they be considered ninjas!
At that moment, more than a dozen people rushed towards Hatake Sakumo!
Hatake Sakumo, his body crackling with crimson lightning and radiating a terrifying killing intent, roared, "Kill!"
A crimson light, crackling with crimson lightning, surged towards the remaining dozen or so people with immense power! These people gasped, their expressions changing, staring in horror, and couldn't help but shout in shock, "Impossible! This power, this strength, is actually no weaker than that person from before!"
Hatake Sakumo exuded a chilling aura, his immense killing intent surging forth. The dozen or so terrified ninjas, filled with despair, could only offer temporary resistance.
Hatake Sakumo gripped his sword with both hands, his blood-red pupils contracted, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly attacked with a swift movement!
With a clang, amidst the swirling killing intent, a crimson light burst forth, sharp and piercing, brimming with overwhelming murderous intent, as if a god of death had descended. The blade hurtled straight towards its opponent!
In an instant, the blade slashed down.
More than a dozen people seemed to have died in that instant.
A dozen or so people were involved, and a trail of blood appeared at the point of impact.
Then, these dozen or so people slowly fell to the ground, and the momentum of their fall caused their heads to slowly fall off!
In an instant, he severed more than a dozen heads; his murderous intent and ruthlessness were truly terrifying!
However, this very same god of war arrived at the bottom of that deep pit and gently picked up Might Duy, whose entire body was blood red and looked as if he would be torn to pieces at the slightest touch.
Then, Hatake Sakumo brought Might Duy to this open space.
At that moment, Hatake Sakumo, looking at Might Duy, couldn't help but shout, "Day...!"
A roar, filled with tears, glistening tears, slowly fell onto the ground, wetting it!
At this moment, White Zetsu, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but ask, "Lord Kangetsu, will you watch this Might Duy die?"
Kangetsu smiled slightly, then shook her head and said, "Of course not, after all, he's a promising talent!"
At that moment, the Kangetsu slowly descended.
The restrained aura slowly began to unfold.
Hatake Sakumo, radiating murderous intent, pressed towards Kangetsu, staring at Kangetsu and shouting, "Who are you!"
Kangetsu, whose indifferent gaze had now turned crimson, looked at Hatake Sakumo and said, "White Fang, very good. Your swordsmanship is powerful, and your crimson lightning is also impressive! Especially your physique, truly a genius to learn from in my <Killing Fist>!"
As Kangetsu spoke, Hatake Sakumo was stunned.
Looking at that figure—clad in black, with scarlet Sharingan and silver hair—a silhouette appeared in his mind, a silhouette that lingered there for a long time.
"You are... Lord Blood Shadow," Hatake Sakumo said in shock.