Start with the Mangekyō and leave Konoha with Madara.

In the 39th year of Konoha, in the southwestern part of the Land of Fire.

"hateful……"

Kato Dan leaned against a big tree, his face was pale and his eyes could not hide the fatigue.

He looked extremely miserable now, with several pieces of wood stuck in his shoulders and a bloody hole on his left wrist, suspected to be injury to his tendons and veins. The bright red blood was dripping like a faucet that was not tightened.

His chakra was almost exhausted, and his long silver-gray hair was stained red with blood.

He tore off a piece of cloth, bit one end with his mouth, and wrapped his injured left arm tightly with his right hand. Then he pulled it hard and completed the simple bandage.

This emergency response was quite crude, but he really didn't have time, because five tall and thin black-robed puppets with long limbs and arms and legs had surrounded him.

Behind the puppets, a man in black robes was surrounded like the moon surrounded by stars. At this moment, two puppets moved slightly to the side, revealing his figure. It was obvious that he was the puppeteer who controlled all these puppets at the same time.

"Are you still struggling?"

The man in black robe slowly lowered his hood, revealing short dark red hair and a handsome and resolute face.

"Akasa...Goro..." Kato Dan's eyes were serious as he read out the other person's name.

Akashi Goro spoke calmly, his voice full of contempt: "You don't really think that you can catch all of us Sand Ninjas in one fell swoop by disguising yourself as a material transport unit and luring us into the trap, do you?"

He raised his finger and pointed it condescendingly at Kato's nose, "Haha, you're the ones who took the bait!"

Faced with blatant humiliation, Kato Dan did not answer, but took several deep breaths repeatedly, secretly accumulating chakra, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

"Kato Dan, given your despicable behavior on the battlefield, I should have killed you directly."

Akashi Goro said coldly: "But, we in the Sand Village are very interested in your powerful perception ninjutsu that can kill enemies thousands of miles away with your soul. If you are willing to hand it over, I can spare your life!"

"Dream on!" Kato Dan spat out a mouthful of blood foam and flatly refused.

The "Spiritualization Technique" is not only the reward he obtained after going through countless difficulties, but also a precious forbidden technique that is unique to the village. How could he possibly give it to someone else?

"Hehe, are you still struggling?"

Goro looked around, his eyes sweeping across the battlefield, the bodies of Konoha ninjas came into view one by one: "Take a good look, if you don't agree to my terms, you will die here in obscurity like them!"

"They are not unknown, they died fighting for the village, how glorious!"

Kato Dan looked straight at Goro's face, his tired eyes suddenly turned sharp, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve quietly formed a seal!

In a flash, an invisible and intangible spirit shot out from between his eyebrows and rushed straight towards Goro's forehead.

This was a blow that cost him his life.

"Boom!!!"

Just as the spirit was about to sink into Wulang's brow, the three puppets beside Wulang suddenly moved in unison as if they sensed something, and their hearts flashed green light at the same time. That was the boundary stone embedded in the core.

Green light shone, connecting with each other in a triangle. A translucent barrier flashed by, creating ripples like the surface of water.

Kato Dan's spirit was struck hard, as if it had hit a wall after a 100-meter sprint, and was thrown back into its physical body.

"Cough, cough!" His face turned pale instantly and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

It was not until then that Goro realized what had happened and he immediately became furious.

"You deserve to die! Secret Technique: Thousand Killings!"

He raised his palm and pulled hard with his five fingers. As the thin chakra lines trembled slightly, the three black-robed puppets opened their mouths at the same time, and countless thousands of swords shot out, which were bound to turn Kato into a hornet's nest.

Kato Dan gritted his teeth, used his last bit of strength to push off the ground and roll over, withdrawing from the center of fire, but his back and calves were still hit by dozens of Senbon missiles, and he fell to the ground with a thump.

"We have been fighting for more than a year, and so many of our companions have died in that time. Do you really think they all died in vain?"

Goro was furious. He raised his hand and a puppet immediately came forward, swung the iron hook, pierced Kato Dan's shoulder, and slowly lifted his body up.

"We know your information very well. We just need to use the barrier to cover ourselves, and your spirit body will not be able to play any role at all!" Wu Lang said in a gloomy tone, "This special puppet I made is prepared for you!"

Kato Dan gritted his teeth desperately. The severe pain in his shoulder made his face as pale as paper and he saw stars for a while. Although his body was shaking uncontrollably, he still didn't say a word.

"Don't even think your companion can save you!" Goro said with a sinister look, "In order to deal with him and his damn dagger, we worked just as hard as you did!"

As Goro raised his arms, the puppet also lifted Kato Dan's body higher and higher, opened its mouth wide and aimed it at his head.

"I'm tired of it. I have one last question for you. Hand over the secret technique, or... die!"

Seeing that Kato Dan still had his eyes closed, looking stubborn and waiting for death, Goro's face twitched and his raised hand suddenly fell down.

"go to hell!"

At this moment, a sharp dagger pierced the air like a white wild goose flying by. The cold white light flashed across Wulang's eyes, and with a "bang", it hit the tree trunk and kept shaking.

"what!"

Goro's face changed drastically. The dagger's firing speed was too fast. In just a moment, the five chakra lines connecting his fingertips were cut off at the same time!

This meant that the two puppets responsible for the attack were disconnected and out of control.

His eyes focused and caught a glimpse of a ghostly figure.

The man with silver hair, white tail and cold eyes is none other than Hatake Sakumo!

He left a trail of afterimage on the spot, and with a neat roll, he caught Kato Dan's seriously injured and falling body.

"How come you are here!" Wu Lang's heart skipped a beat and he asked almost out of control.

But Sakumo did not answer the question, he just stared at him coldly, "This battle should end."

Only then did Goro notice Sakumo's empty hands, and a hint of ruthlessness immediately appeared in his eyes. He pulled the left hand that controlled the defensive puppet suddenly, and dense poisonous needles came like a silver rainstorm, blocking all of Hatake Sakumo's retreat routes.

"Without that knife, you can die in peace!"

Sakumo's eyes were calm. He did not choose to break out. Instead, he stood still. Light blue arcs of electricity emanated from his body, and lightning chakra filled his entire body.

In the past two years, he traveled between two major battlefields, killed countless enemies, and encountered countless life-and-death crises, but his sword did not break because of the numerous hardships. Instead, it became sharper with each sharpening, and his swordsmanship improved day by day!

In countless battles, he was on the verge of death several times and broke through, unleashing his potential, and becoming one with his sword. Now he is completely different from the past.

Poison needles shot at him, and he immediately pulled out a dagger exactly the same as the "White Fang" from his waist, raised the knife to meet the attack, and the cold arc of light tore through the rainstorm!

As he turned his wrist, the blade spun wildly, turning into a bright blade wheel that rolled around his body.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”

Amidst the dense sparks, he knocked away all the hidden weapons and slashed out a crescent-shaped blade, splitting one of Wu Lang's defensive puppets in half!

"You seem to have made a mistake." Sakumo stood with the knife in his hand, looking directly at Goro's stunned expression, "I am the sharpest knife."