Shimura Danzō had already made all the necessary preparations by the time he began to speak.
The moment his words fell, countless wind blades surged like a torrential downpour toward the location of the two chunin.
This time, Shimura Danzō was determined to kill.
Without jonin protection, the two chunin had no chance of resisting such a fierce assault. In an instant, their bodies were mercilessly torn apart by the wind blades, their lives extinguished as their corpses rapidly grew cold.
However, to ensure the most ideal killing conditions, Shimura Danzō took no further action against the other two jonin.
Only when the two bloodcurdling screams reached their ears did the two jonin on the other side snap out of it and realize that, in that fleeting moment, their two companions had already fallen in battle.
Yet both jonin were battle-hardened veterans. Though they had watched their comrades die before their eyes, they showed little emotional fluctuation and did not rashly rise or make any move.
Instead, they remained quietly prone where they were, though their vigilance grew ever sharper.
"Stop struggling pointlessly. Before true power, none of you will get away!"
Shimura Danzō used the same tactic as before, directly unleashing a large-scale ninjutsu.
The hiding place of the two jonin instantly collapsed beneath the hurricane he had summoned.
These two jonin were equally experienced in battle. Having already suffered once, they would not simply lie there without moving.
Shimura Danzō's experience was equally seasoned. His initial choice of the two chunin had not merely been because they were weaker and less experienced.
More importantly, during their initial exchange, he had clearly learned that one of the chunin was a medical ninja.
If he did not kill that man immediately, he might heal the wounded or even help them