The Third Raikage was laughing when he suddenly felt a pain in his throat.
The Third Raikage abruptly realized something was wrong.
Damn it, I'm caught in a genjutsu.
The pain jolted the Third Raikage awake.
Then he discovered a streak of white light slicing through his throat.
And it had already cut through his windpipe. He could feel that his airway had been opened.
Blood was spurting out.
If his Lightning Release Armor hadn't provided sufficient defense and reaction speed, his head might already have come off.
I'm going to die!
Cold sweat instantly poured off the Third Raikage as he exerted his limbs.
But the two armored Wood Clones holding him clung tightly to his arms, refusing to let go.
Even so, they couldn't stop the Third Raikage's wild struggle.
As he struggled, the Third Raikage tilted sideways, dodging Bieshu Feifan's strike.
But his entire throat had been cut open.
A large chunk of flesh from his neck and chin had nearly been sliced off.
The Third Raikage finally understood that he couldn't beat Daddy Shinobi.
And he couldn't die yet.
So the Third Raikage's eyes widened as he made up his mind.
He suddenly planted both feet against the armored Wood Clone trapping his right hand and kicked.
With a ripping sound, the Third Raikage finally pulled his right hand free.
But a good deal of skin and flesh had been scraped away, leaving bone visible in places.
The Third Raikage ignored it all, taking advantage of the strength he still had.
He thrust a One-Finger Nukite at the other Wood Clone.
The Wood Clone gripping the Third Raikage's left hand immediately had its head blasted apart.
Seeing the Third Raikage flee at all costs, Bieshu Feifan hurriedly slashed at him with the numerical power remaining in