Watching the young man's departing back, Liuyun remained silent. From the moment the old man unleashed that sword strike, he had already known the old man was going to die.
The old man's vitality had withered throughout his body. Even without unleashing that strike, he would not have lived much longer.
That strike had also let everyone in the Shinobi World know of him, and know that the fallen Samurai still possessed formidable experts.
Casting aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Liuyun turned his gaze toward the few people not far away.
Ōnoki, the Chiyo siblings, the Third Mizukage, and the Fourth Raikage.
With a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth, he crossed his arms over his chest again, exuding the same aloof, arrogant air as Madara.
"What? Do you think you can stop me by joining forces?"
Everyone's expression darkened, fury flickering in their eyes.
They admitted they were no match for him one-on-one09, but they had already joined forces!
How dare this brat remain so arrogant? Did he really think they were that old fellow from before?
Dust Release! Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!
Ōnoki clasped his hands together, and a white barrier appeared between them.
He thrust it toward Liuyun!
The white rectangular barrier expanded in the wind, carrying terrifying Chakra fluctuations as it shot into the sky!
Roar!
An Ice Dragon emerged from beside Liuyun, opened its enormous jaws, and swallowed the white crystal before it whole!
Boom!
A deafening rumble rang out from within the Ice Dragon's stomach.
Its belly instantly expanded, becoming a huge sphere, swollen as if it had eaten too much.
Burp!
The Ice Dragon opened its mouth and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.
Its swollen belly gradually returned to normal!
Its deep-blue dragon eyes