Nagato carrying rice in Konoha

The two people moved and fell silent, and the distance between them kept getting closer. Nagato stared straight ahead, sensing the direction of Mizukage's escape.

Mifune leaned down, staring at the approaching enemy, retreated sharply with his left foot, and pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife.

His upper body was like an extension of the sword's body, the direction the hilt was facing, his line of sight ahead, and the part of Nagato's body where he was about to strike.Everything instantly connected into a straight and sharp line, guiding the knife he was about to pull out.

There is no stronger whetstone than the person in front of you. To become a samurai and hone your sword skills all day long, isn’t it just for this moment?

Mifune's eyelids lowered, his pupils suddenly shrank to a point, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the red-haired man in front of him.Apart from the knife that was about to be drawn, there was no other distracting thought in his mind.

The movements that have been tempered are impeccable, and the meticulous will is integrated into every breath.

A lifetime of will condensed into the last knife, this was his last knife-wielding technique.

The sound of wind in his ears seemed to have disappeared, and the footsteps of the person in front of him could no longer be heard.

The subtle sound of snowflakes falling and accumulating on the snow also disappeared from his world.

Nagato walked past Mifune calmly. After Mifune's sword intent reached its peak, it suddenly dropped and disappeared completely.

Cold sweat slipped from the corners of his eyes unknowingly, and Mifune closed his eyes, feeling as if his right hand was as heavy as being tied to a mountain.

The closer the distance to this man was, the closer he was to the moment when he drew the knife out of its sheath, the stronger the omen of death in his stiff body became.

The image of Raikage and Kirabi teaming up to use the "Excellent Bull Thunder Plow Hot Knife" appeared uncontrollably in his mind, but was instantly repulsed by the person in front of him.

The rustling footsteps stopped, Nagato stopped, glanced coldly at the samurai who had lost the courage to wield his sword, and said calmly: "You are very smart."

If you use the knife, you will die. At this moment, Mifune made his inner thoughts clear. He buried his head deeper, large shadows appeared in his eyes, and the sound of snowflakes falling in his ears was clearly audible.

"Shin"

The moment the famous sword Kurosawa's blade popped out of its sheath, the sword's light flashed before his eyes like lightning. The air followed the trajectory of the blade and was cut into a thin and sharp curve, pointing directly at Nagato's throat.

This knife's flaws are filled with perfection.

When you look closely, you can find that in the moment of pursuing perfection, this knife did not even touch a single snowflake flying in the air. The trajectory of the knife across the sky is like the gentle breeze of the wind.

Mifune leaned forward, kicked off the ground, moved his body forward instantly, raised his right hand holding the handle of the knife upwards, stared at Nagato's cold eyes from bottom to top, and swung out a decisive blow.

"Chong"

The knife that cut through the air as fast as lightning was stopped by the person in front of him and stopped in front of him.

Instead of being bounced away instantly, he was firmly clamped in mid-air by Nagato's two black fingers, as if he was clamped by two mountains.

"Is the gap so big?" Mifune looked from bottom to top, looking at Nagato's coldly shining Rinnegan eyes across the shiny blade of Kurosawa's famous sword. There was only despair in his eyes.

"Iai Slash" Nagato's tone was full of ridicule. His dynamic vision and natural energy perception ability could even detect the Raikage's lightning flash body. This stupid samurai dared to use the sword on him.

The so-called Iai Slash, which prevents opponents from using ninjutsu, can only bully those ninjas who need to form seals when using ninjutsu. No serious ninja has many seal ninjutsu.

In Mifune's eyes suddenly widened, Nagato's fingers holding Kurosawa's blade exerted slight force, and the thin, mirror-like blade broke with a crisp sound. Mifune's panic-stricken face was reflected like a mirror and fell to the ground.

"This is what you call a famous sword that carries out your will."

Nagato raised his right foot and suddenly kicked Mifune's wrist. After taking the broken knife from his hand, he slashed Mifune's right arm hard.

"hiss"

The sword flashed, and Mifune gasped. His right arm was cut off by Nagato at shoulder level, and blood spurted out from the wound.

He knelt on the ground, clutching the broken arm with his left hand, and his face was instantly covered with cold sweat.

"I won't kill you because I hope you, a dog with a broken arm, will take good care of your dogs and stay in the Kingdom of Iron. Do you understand?"

As if he was not even interested in looking at Mifune, Nagato threw the broken sword on the ground and activated his divine power again.

He doesn't like accidents, so this time, Terumi Mei must die.

"Hanzo, how are you doing with Hanzo, who was born in the Land of Rain?"

At the moment when Nagato was about to disappear into the vortex of space, Mifune lowered his head, knelt in a pool of blood, and asked in a trembling voice.

"I've already disposed of that kind of garbage."

After saying these words, Nagato's figure disappeared from the place.

What is the meaning of the so-called persistence of a samurai? Is there still a chance for the broken famous sword to regain its edge? The "pure" sword skills and the persistence of a lifetime, all are reflected in the white snow in the sky, and they are indescribable.

For Nagato, the so-called samurai are nothing more than a group of dogs who are not successful enough but are prone to failure.

It was easy to kill Mifune, but it was very troublesome to stop his samurai from breaking into the Rain Country to seek revenge.Now that I can control the Iron Kingdom for the time being, it is impossible to carry out any massacre, so I simply leave Mifune alive and that's it.

When he walked out of the space vortex again, Nagato came to Qing and Terumi Mei.

If Mizukage died abroad, the internal situation of Kirigakure Village would inevitably be chaotic.

At that time, whether it is to attack Kirigakure Village from the outside or to have Obito recruit surrender from within, it will be much easier than it is now.

Terumi Mei is not an ordinary Mizukage. She is someone who can lead Kirigakure Village out of the "Blood Mist" and carry out reforms. She has been in power in Kirigakure Village for many years and has accumulated considerable prestige in the village.

"Mizukage-sama, please leave first."

Seeing Nagato suddenly appear in front of him, Qing took a step forward and asked Mei Mei.

His back was turned to Terumi Mei, so Terumi Mei could not see his face at this moment.

"What's the use? You'll be caught up in the end."

Terumi Mei, however, has an extremely clear view of the current situation. In front of an enemy with time and space ninjutsu, there is no use in escaping. Leaving his companions behind will only be defeated one by one.

She is very powerful. Not only does she have two blood inheritance limits, Melting Release and Boiling Release, but the power of the ninjutsu she uses is far superior to that of ordinary ninjas. Unfortunately, all of them are completely restrained by the enemy, and she cannot even use [-]% of her strength. come out.

"Mizukage-sama, I'll go first."

It's useless to say more, after Qingjie sealed, he used the water whip and rushed to Nagato first.

"Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssthsssssssssssssssessssssssssssssssss apart out, out of the blue." Suddenly, lightning flashed across Nagato's body in front of him, and the shining thunder and lightning made Ao's face pale.

"This is" Qing opened his eyes wide and looked at Nagato in disbelief, wondering why this man's current appearance was somewhat similar to Raikage's.

Nagato raised his right arm as if it were a bull's horn.

"Thunder Plow Hot Knife"

The moment the flash of light flashed, he appeared in front of Qing, and his powerful arm strength and extreme speed beat him until he spurted blood and fell backwards.

There was a smell of burnt meat in the air, and Nagato frowned, realizing that he had electrocuted himself with electricity.

"Human Dao" grabbed Qing's body with his left hand and pulled out his soul. The body and soul were thrown into the mouth of the King of Hell behind him.

"What is that?" Terumi Mei asked, squinting her eyes and looking at Yama behind Nagato who had his samsara eyes open.

"It's just a psychic technique." Nagato stretched out his right hand towards her.

"Really?" Terumi Mei knew that this time there was no luck, but the expression on her face calmed down. While making seals, she asked Nagato: "Have I ever had any grudge against you?"

"No." Nagato used the Ten Thousand Elements of Heaven on her, sucked her in, and then activated the ability of the Human World again.

"All the misfortunes in this world are only due to the lack of ability of the person involved."