Hidan didn't care whether Naruto really was Madara Uchiha.
Even if Madara himself had been standing there, Hidan would still have charged forward swinging his scythe.
The Crescent Scythe came chopping down, reeking of blood, but Naruto lightly sprang aside and dodged it.
With another kick from the sole of his foot, he sent Hidan flying straight into the spot where Zabuza Momochi was tangled up in battle with Sasuke and the others.
Zabuza Momochi had already raised the Kubikiribōchō overhead, its blade just an inch away from Sasuke's neck.
The next second, Hidan crashed down right in front of him.
"Well, damn. You think a weapon this huge is enough to scare me?"
Zabuza Momochi sneered, and with one swift slash, Hidan's head was cleanly severed from his body.
A column of blood hissed out from his open neck.
Zabuza Momochi stared at the headless body that was still standing, his mind blanking for a moment.
"Alive?"
Hidan's head spun through the air and landed squarely in Sakura's arms.
Sakura looked down and saw that the thing in her hands could still blink.
"Fuck, that hurts!"
Hidan howled at the top of his lungs.
Sakura rolled her eyes back and fell stiffly backward.
The head rolled across the ground, still screaming nonstop.
"Hurts! It hurts! Which bastard threw my head around?!"
Sasuke and Xianglian stared at the talking head on the ground, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Even an old hand like Zabuza Momochi was dumbfounded by this turn of events.
"Wind Release: Pressure Damage!"
A violent gale swept through the woods, blowing away every last trace of mist.
Now Zabuza Momochi, the newly arrived Kakashi, Yuki Haku dressed as a Hidden Mist Village ninja, the Akatsuki members, Naruto, and Sasuke were all exposed within