The strongest support for the fourth generation

That's right, that's not the case, so how can it be called a battle?

Time has come and gone for too long, and even after experiencing the difference between life and death, Madara has lost the emotions of many ordinary people... The so-called moon eyes, the so-called plan, the so-called power, it seems that they are all fantasies of previous lives, passing by...

But looking at the wood giant exuding terrifying deterrence, he felt the true meaning of returning to this place after traveling through such a long time—yes, it is precisely because there are such people in this world, It was precisely because of that unrestrained power that he was so powerful that he was brought back here by his dark destiny to fight a life-and-death struggle to realize his unparalleled ambition and demonstrate his strength beyond common sense!

Yes, it's not like this, it can't be done, it can't be done without such an opponent!

They are the best proof that each other exists in this world.

...

Draw the knife!

The blue giant warrior slowly drew out the blade hidden in his waist.

The completely concrete real shadow, but his face was covered by the armor, leaving only the pair of deep and angry eyes, telling people silently, what kind of great power the Uchiha clan possesses!

And the huge weapon that seems to be able to divide the world with a single cut, accompanied by the burning beard shell, adds a bit of fierceness!The grievances and ghosts entwined on the blade are also like foam on the sea, disappearing, reappearing, and repeating again and again, as if it is endless. Only the terrible howl that suddenly resounded in the depths of people's hearts gave the opponent a little bit of hope. Be alert—this is not hell, but a place more terrifying than hell!

The knife is out of the sheath, and the blood of the enemy must be drunk when it is out of the sheath!

Where Uchiha Madara looks, everything is destroyed...

The strength of the strong is only due to surging on the battlefield, and the invincible sword can only make the difference between life and death!

...

And on the opposite side of him, Zhenyong finally opened his closed eyes, and the eyes that were solemn and dark because of the immortal mode calmly looked at everything that happened in front of him... the giants, the mountains, the destruction, the destruction... All illusions, all tangible and intangible things, can no longer move him.

At that moment, he seemed to be a real fairy!

And as if in response to the master's ability, the two immortals let out a low growl and a Buddha's song from their throats, and both the magic weapon and the iron fist were clenched at the same time.

The language of flowers is ethereal, and the voice of Buddha is long.

In the singing of bells and Buddhas that seemed to transcend the past of all living beings, the black King Ming became more powerful, and the black Buddha became more brilliant.

It is compassion and patience.

It's grief and indignation, it's killing in anger!

Up to now, avoiding war is tantamount to death, and it is a violation of the original heart. Even if he insists on going his own way, it is absolutely impossible for Zhenyong to back down here!

I am the only one in the sky and the world.

Facing the giant sword of the samurai head-on, the two statues showed their strength without hesitation!

Faced with the attack that seemed to destroy everything, Zhenyong was fearless and went against the current.

Save or kill.

The way of heaven transforms all things, and with the flip of a palm, all things can be destroyed!

The Buddha is merciful, but in the face of the worldly monsters, he will also glare like a diamond!

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Unlike the previous battle with Nagato Yahiko, who was calculating every step of the way and each had their own plans, the duel between Madara and Shinyu is more like a martial arts showdown with all their strength, but each relying on their foundations!

There is no exquisite design, but it is upright, and it is inevitable to overwhelm others with power!

On the other hand, with this level of power, relying on tricks and strategies would fall into the bottom line...

"Boom!!!!"

The crashing sound of the sky finally sounded. From the beginning to the end, this battle only made this loud noise.

...the victory has been decided.

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"Hey, Mom, I just learned how to make mung bean cakes with Brother Yueyin~"

The milky Xiaoqianxia held the delicate food box, and bouncingly pushed open the door—in Thousand Hands House, there was never such a habit of locking the door, not to mention that the eagle was just sitting quietly in the bedroom. That's all... It's noon, and of course the woman won't rest at this time.

Eagle, who had recovered from his injuries, stretched his brows a little, and didn't say any more, just opened his arms and held his daughter in his arms.

"Mom, try it~"

Carefully pinching a piece of dessert with pink hands, he smiled and brought it to Jiu's mouth... Jiu didn't have an appetite at first, but how could he have the heart to go against Qian Xia's thoughts?

She lowered her head, took the slightly sweet mung bean cake into her mouth, and then touched Xiaoqianxia's head happily...

During these days, the little princess has been doing her mother's ideological work a lot. Now, although Eagle still has anger in her heart, she is no longer as absolute as she was at the beginning... However, the cloud in her heart is only increasing... She and Zhenyong have crossed the death barrier more than once, and that kind of subtle induction really makes people feel uneasy.

——Looking at the distance, in the clear sky thousands of miles away, there seems to be a faint thunder...

ps: I'm a bit busy today... first update first!Don't worry, you won't go back on what you said, please ask for everything! ! ! !