Starting Mangekyo, Leaving Konoha With Master Madara

Shen Yu stood quietly among the trees. A little further away, Nine Tails, who had been unparalleled before, was now held in the palm of the wooden Buddha giant like a kitten.

Its eyes were closed, and it looked quiet and obedient, as if it was asleep.

The breeze blew by, and the orange hair on his body undulated like waves.

"From this point of view, Nine Tails is quite good..." Shen Yu had an unreasonable thought in his heart.

Although the target was right in front of him, he still did not dare to act rashly.

It's not that he's afraid of the Konoha ninja lurking behind him, but... the battle between Madara and Hashirama has not yet decided the winner.

This battle has lasted for three days and three nights.

Shen Yu wrinkled his nose. I don't know when, the fresh earthy fragrance began to fill the forest, and the air became more and more humid.

He gently stretched out his palm, and a drop of rain fell into his palm, breaking into cool and crystal spray.

It's raining.

"This time, it's your turn and you can't throw it away."

Under the empty waterfall, Madara was breathing heavily, holding a fan and a sickle in both hands, looking at the equally exhausted figure opposite, showing a smile of victory.

The chakra of the two men was basically exhausted, their faces were covered with vicissitudes of life, and their fatigue was evident. Even their armors were shattered into pieces, and they looked miserable.

Hashirama raised his head slightly and stared at this former "best friend". Whether it was due to excessive consumption or serious injury, his eyes were slightly absent-minded.

Suddenly, the water waves under my feet suddenly swayed, and it was Madara who moved!

Without realizing it, Hashirama raised his long sword and rushed towards the opponent at the same speed. The blade flashed and the two figures staggered and separated!

With a "plop", Hashirama plunged into the water, water splashed everywhere, and he was hit in the lower abdomen.

Madara, however, still stood upright. When she turned around, she saw Hashirama's complex eyes full of unwillingness, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

"I am the one standing this time, contrary to that time."

The electric light shines directly into the heart of the sky, and thousands of raindrops fall from the sky. "Tick-tock-tick" hits the two people's faces. The water mist fills the air, and their faces are blurred.

Hashirama forced himself to stand up, his eyes fell on the water, staring at his face expressionlessly, his mouth opening and closing:

"The dream has just come true. I want to protect it and I can't let you..."

Madara chuckled softly, "You look quite depressed, Hashirama, aren't you going to give up on yourself this time?"

"Poof!"

A knife burst out of his chest and penetrated his heart from his back. Blood gurgled down the rain, quickly turning the water red.

Madara looked shocked, staring blankly at the knife that pierced her, her vision blurred a little.

He turned his eyes in disbelief, glanced at Hashirama behind him, and then at the Wood Style clone in front of him, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"I was...stabbed from behind..."

Hashirama's deep and tired voice floated behind him:

"I want to protect our... no, protect my village, no matter what happens, I still firmly believe that protecting the village is equivalent to protecting people, protecting ninjas and children, whether it is my friends, brothers, or even My child! As long as you dare to be an enemy of the village, I will never let you go!"

"You have changed... Hashirama." Madara's pupils trembled and she knelt down weakly.

Hashirama looked down at him indifferently. In Furui Muha's eyes, something called "friendship" was disappearing.

"You are putting the cart before the horse. One day, this will turn into... darkness for the village."

Madara fell to the ground with a "plop", just like Hashirama just now. He closed his eyes and lost his breath.

Uchiha Madara, fallen!

Hashirama looked up at the sky, and the entire night sky was reflected in his pupils. Through the thin moonlight, it seemed that all the raindrops fell from one point in the sky and fell into his eyes.

"If you know how to use Wood Style, then the village will be called Konoha..."

"You know how to use Fire Style, then name the leader Hokage..."

He felt cold inexplicably, his vision blurred suddenly, and the endless exhaustion seemed to open a flood, sweeping through his body. He could no longer bear it, and let the exhaustion engulf him, and he fell next to Madara's body.

...

Half a minute later, a young man appeared silently on the other side of the waterfall.

With clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and pupils as dark as jade, he is none other than Shen Yu.

He walked towards the two of them step by step, looking deeply at Uchiha Madara's body. The heavy rain was like a curtain, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyes fell on Hashirama, he stretched out his foot to pick up the sickle, and aimed it at Hashirama's head, raising the sickle high.

Under the cold moonlight, the blade was shining with dazzling cold light.

"Congratulations... to the God of Ninja!"

The knife-like judgment was about to land. At this moment, a furious roar suddenly came from the forest:

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

The sound of the wind was harsh, and a wind demon shuriken came through the air. With a "ding" sound, sparks flew everywhere, and Shen Yu's sickle was knocked aside.

Immediately afterwards, a man rushed in front of Shenyu with lightning speed, and the kunai drew an icy arc.

"Who are you?"

Shen Yu saw the appearance of the incoming man clearly, leaned back slightly, and easily avoided the attack, but was forced back by the incoming man.

"My name, Sarutobi Sasuke!" The man shouted loudly and announced his name.

Shen Yu nodded slightly, "Ah, the current head of the Sarutobi clan, right?"

"I know you too!" The man pulled off the scroll behind him, his eyes cold.

"Uchiha Shenyu, the traitor who followed Uchiha Madara out of Konoha five years ago, you have 22 lives in your hands, including 16 Jōnin, 2 Special Jōnin, and 4 Chūnin! Senju, Sarutobi, Shimura, and even your Uchiha clan are all There were casualties. On the night of your defection, you stole the scroll of forbidden arts and destroyed countless properties in the village... Your evil deeds are simply too numerous to describe!"

As he spoke, more than a dozen Konoha ninjas sprang out of the forest one after another, surrounding Shenyu. Their auras were calm, and their skills were all at the Jōnin level!

Shen Yu looked around indifferently, took out his ears, and said frivolously: "If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known how powerful I was back then."

"Arrogant, as long as I'm here today, you can't even think about hurting a single hair in the village!" Sarutobi Sasuke yelled angrily.

That night that year, he was not in the village due to mission reasons. As one of the founders of Konoha, he was entrusted with important tasks by Lord Hashirama, but something like this happened. He always felt that it was a shame.

The young man in front of him became a thorn in his heart.

No matter what happens today, the end must be made here!

Just as he was thinking about it, the hairs on the back of his neck suddenly exploded. Relying on his years of combat experience and his instinctive sense of danger, he immediately lowered his head.

"brush!"

The sword flashed past, and a handful of hair fell in the wind and rain.

"You!" He was a little surprised. The person who took action was actually his companion.

However, this companion's eyes were blank and his expression was dull, like a puppet being manipulated at will. Sasuke Sarutobi immediately understood that this was a Genjutsu!

"Damn it!" he reminded loudly: "Don't look into his eyes!"

Years of combat experience have allowed him to develop the habit of fighting without looking into the enemy's eyes. Because of this, he did not notice that Shen Yu's eyes had quietly turned scarlet.

However, his warning was already too late. There was a series of muffled sounds in his ears, as well as the sound of the blade entering the flesh. He had just subdued the companions around him, and there were already dead and injured everywhere.

This group of ninjas are actually of extremely high quality, and many of them have fought against the Uchiha clan. They knew they could not look directly at their Sharingan, but they could not avoid the blades of their companions.

All in all, there are only four ninjas left who can miss Genjutsu and escape attack like Sasuke Sarutobi.

"No!" Sarutobi Sasuke suddenly realized something, his expression suddenly distorted, he stretched out his hand towards Shenyu, his eyes were cracked: "Stop!!"

The group of ninjas controlled by Genjutsu, seeing that they could not succeed, actually drew their swords and killed themselves without any hesitation!

In an instant, the situation reversed and blood flowed everywhere!

The few people who survived immediately leaned towards Sarutobi Sasuke, facing the boy who could not look directly at him, as if facing a formidable enemy!

"Sorry, I'm not in a good mood today. I'm not usually like this."

Shen Yu was still standing there calmly, and the dark and cold breath flowed slowly. Everyone couldn't help but shudder, feeling inexplicably that this rainy night was particularly cold.