Uchiha's Dimensional Invasion Plan

Chapter 611 Failure
"It's so boring! Is this all your power?"

Suddenly, Madara, who was about to launch the next wave of attacks, stopped moving and stopped in the sky.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts trembled, and they immediately knew that Bai Bai was about to make a move.

Hashirama's face was calm: "Madara, stop, your plan can't bring real happiness to people. Peace needs to be created with hands, not manipulated."

Madara asked: "Then the creation you led was successful?"

Hashirama's face darkened, and he didn't answer.

Madara smiled coldly: "A mere loser dares to speak up!"

Zhu Jian frowned and said in a deep voice: "I believe that everyone is yearning for peace in their hearts. As long as everyone is willing to try, peace will be passed on to everyone."

"The wishes of others should not be in our hands. Even if we fail, we should try to change, instead of deciding everything through power."

Madara curled her lips disdainfully: "It's just the barking words of incompetent people. The choice is due to limited ability, and your ability is insufficient, so you can only use incompetent empty words to achieve your goal."

"And I have the power to change the world, so I can do what I want to do unscrupulously, instead of using your innocence to subdue the world like a weak person like you."

After finishing speaking, Banxiang didn't bother arguing anymore, he directly raised the Zen stick in his hand and swung it down violently.

Feeling the power contained in this blow, Hashirama's pupils shrank, and he shouted decisively: "Quickly disperse!"

Although the sound reached everyone's ears at the beginning of the attack, everyone still failed to react in time because the Zen stick was swung too fast.

The moment the short Zen stick was swung, it expanded rapidly and became larger when it reached above the crowd, it had already turned into a cattail fan that covered the sky and the sun.

Before the fan fell, the roaring gale made everyone unable to lift their heads. Just looking at it from this, one could guess how terrifying the power contained in this blow was.

Without the slightest hesitation, Hashirama, who was full of combat experience, decisively combined his hands and made a seal the moment the cattail leaf fan appeared.

The ground trembled, and a huge palm rushed up from behind Hashirama, facing the cattail fan in the sky.

—— boom
The dull sound almost burst everyone's eardrums, and the huge impact devoured everything around them at the moment the palms and fans collided.

The moment the broad and solid Hope City gate was hit by the impact, it turned into rubble and scattered soil, and was pushed flat.

The pervasive wind and sand and tumbling dust mist fluctuated, covering the entire battlefield, blurred, and nothing could be seen.

After launching the attack, Madara retracted the Amazona spear lightly, glanced at the deep pit with no movement in disdain, and slowly rose into the sky.

——cough cough cough
A low cough sounded in the pit, and Onogi's voice came: "Is everyone okay?"

It took a long time for the voice to come back, and only a few responses came back: "Master Tukage, we are fine."

The low, sluggish tone made Onoki's heart sink.

It's not because the death is expected to be too heavy, but the subordinates seem to have no intention of continuing to fight.

Their homes were lost, relatives and friends died, and those who were arrested were arrested. Like a group of homeless ronin, they followed Tuying and wandered around.

Madara said, to create a world without war, where everyone can find happiness. In fact, Ohnoki had expected that such words would have an impact on these people who were on the verge of desperation, but he did not expect the impact to come like this quick.

At least as far as he is concerned, he has to experience two more failures before he can talk about compromise and give up.

After thinking about it, Onogi was about to say a few words of encouragement to boost everyone's morale.

However, before he could speak, the strong wind swept past, and Hashirama shouted with a serious face: "Everyone, we haven't lost yet. Although we can't defeat him, as long as we can prevent him from performing illusions, the victory will still be guaranteed." belongs to us."

"That tree may be the sacred tree that Madara mentioned. If we can cut it down before the magic is activated, maybe the illusion will be destroyed by itself. Please help me."

As he said that, Zhu Jian put his hands together, and the thousand-meter-high giant Buddha stood upright again.

Grasping the light of hope brought by Hashirama at this moment, Ohnoki shouted quickly: "There is no other choice, our family and friends are still waiting for us to save, come, everyone, attack a little bit together, and be sure to destroy it completely!" collapse."

Upstairs, Jie looked at the disappearing Tianzhao Spear in surprise, and sighed in his heart about Madara's ability and strong will.

Whether it is the sword of the heart, or the Tianmarsh spear extended from it, to put it bluntly, they are all products of their own will, and they are similar to his pure yin and escapism.

Being able to transform such a big cattail fan in the instant of a shot, Madara's Yin escape may be much worse than him, but in terms of attainment and will, I am afraid that it is not much lower than him.

Jie guessed, maybe the other party had mastered the Yin-Yang escape a long time ago, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to use this power so easily.

Putting down his evaluation of Madara's combat strength, Jie glanced at the edge of the outer city. The people there were still retreating. It seemed that the battle outside was too frightening. Many people were worried that Hope City would be destroyed, so they carried a lot of bags .

It seems that there is a direct sense of moving, so that the progress of the evacuation is delayed a lot.

Seeing this, Jie's displeasure flashed across his face, and he was planning to give up on those guys.

The densely packed arms mixed with countless ninjutsu struck again, Madara's eyes sank, a little annoyed.

The speed of his ascension stopped suddenly, he threw up the Zen staff in his hand, then spread his five fingers, stretched out his hands and pushed lightly at everyone.

The dazzling thunder light bloomed, forming a laser grid, and collided with the Buddha's arm and various escapisms.

Lei Guang's super penetrating and cutting power is like a decomposition machine for all substances.

Almost at the moment of contact with many attacks, it was torn to pieces.

And still pushing toward the Buddha with unabated momentum.

Feeling that the power of thunder and lightning was too astonishing, Hashirama was about to direct the crowd to gather points to attack, consuming a gap.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble, cracks appeared one after another, and countless tree roots sprang out from the ground, completely surrounding everyone.

"Don't panic, everyone get together and take care of each other." Seeing that the power grid was approaching, Hashirama, who was powerless to be distracted, had no choice but to comfort him casually, and began to concentrate on dealing with the attack from the sky.

He also has excellent perception, and he knows very well that the power grid in the sky is far more dangerous than the roots in the ground. Once that thing falls, they will be wiped out if they are not careful.

Phew, the big Buddha's pen hit the power grid again, but an unexpected result happened.

A large amount of lightning shot out, seeing that the power grid, which was unstoppable just now, was actually weaker than paper at this moment, and was easily torn to pieces by the Buddha, Hashirama stared wide-eyed, slightly dazed.

At this moment when he was stunned, countless trivial electric lights fell from the sky like raindrops and fell into the crowd.

Noisy howls sounded, Hashirama was startled, and was about to stop the falling electric rain, when two pitch-black sticks pierced his back soundlessly, nailing him firmly to the ground. On the head of the Buddha.

(End of this chapter)