Fierce Battle with Danzo

"What a sharp weapon!"

Danzo landed and immediately leaped back to put some distance between them.

Cold sweat broke out across his body.

He could still feel the shudder of that sword cutting him apart.

The masked stranger had more tricks than Danzo had imagined. Even the sword in his hand was sharper than anything Danzo had ever seen. It had sliced through his Vacuum Blade with ease.

So he really did get that arm covered in Sharingan!

This is going to be troublesome. Any attack that threatens his life will automatically trigger Izanagi, turning his death into a dream.

For the first time, Long Ye felt he had a difficult problem on his hands.

As far as he knew, Danzo's arm held at least ten Sharingan. That meant he would have to kill him at least ten times.

That was the last thing Long Ye wanted. A large part of why he had come to kill Danzo was to take that arm and claim the visual power of its Sharingan.

But every use of Izanagi cost one Sharingan. After killing Danzo more than ten times, the arm would be all but useless. So much for evolving Itachi's Mangekyō Sharingan to its fourth form.

Danzo did not want to waste any more time. He had no idea what other abilities the man before him might be hiding.

He was certain that as long as he still had his right arm, he could not be killed. But every Sharingan he used up was one life lost, and he refused to spend them unless he had to.

At last, he resolved to eliminate this man completely, even if it cost him his final Sharingan.

He grabbed the bandages on his arm and ripped them away. As they fell, a horrifying sight emerged.