Naruto: Reborn as the Third Uchiha Chapter 151

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Clang——

The thousands of soldiers watching did not see how Yan Hong moved, and he disappeared on the spot. His body smashed the flying snow, leaving a trail of white snow mist behind him!

A flash of knife appeared in the wind and snow!

Taku Fujitani’s eyes focused, and he stepped forward with the sword in both hands. All his aura condensed into one, and the three-foot-long sword drew an arc. Relying on his extraordinary combat intuition, he slashed to his left side!

clang–

boom–

Two long swords, one black and one white, collided in mid-air, and the sharp sound of the golden swords clashing resounded through the sky!

The energy that had nowhere to vent flowed along the bodies of the two people to their feet. The snow that was half knee-deep exploded instantly, and under the influence of the majestic momentum, it turned into a white storm that continuously swirled around the two people!

Click, click, click——

The stalemate lasted only a moment, and there was a teeth-grinding creaking sound from the junction of the two swords, and the pitch-black cold front gradually embedded into the white blade of Canxue, emitting a string of dazzling sparks!

For the first time, Fujitani Taku’s eyes showed a slight fluctuation. He did not expect that the opponent’s knife was so sharp. You know, although this knife of his has been with him for many years, even now, it can be called a peerless magic weapon.

Fujitani Taku was reluctant to see the knife of his companion being chopped off right before his eyes, so he slightly retracted the strength in his hand and tried to temporarily avoid the sharp edge!

On this side, Fujitani Taku was heartbroken that his weapon was broken, so he retracted his strength. On the other side, Yan Hong was not going to be polite to him. He pushed away the remaining snow and suddenly stabbed forward with a tricky angle and fast speed, aiming directly at Fujitani Taku’s face!

Swoosh——

At this moment, Yan Hong’s heart suddenly jumped, and the Mangekyō Sharingan in his eyes flashed rapidly. Although he could not feel the natural energy in the atmosphere, he could see the falling snow on his right side suddenly being cut in half silently, and was beside him in the blink of an eye!

Crash——

Yan Hong pressed down suddenly, and the invisible blade passed almost close to the back of his neck, instantly cutting off a strand of black hair!

Sau——

Seeing this, Fujitani Taku rushed forward and slashed horizontally, creating a silver arc with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and the offensive and defensive situation changed hands again!

Yan Hong immediately stepped lightly on the ground and quickly retreated. Even though he reacted quickly, the blade still left a bloody mark on his chest. Fujitani Taku succeeded in his attack, leaving no room for him. He turned his right hand, held the long sword and slashed back horizontally!

A red light flashed in Yan Hong’s eyes, and he raised the cold blade in his hand lightly, accurately hitting the blade of Fujitani Taku’s knife. The two knives seemed to stick together suddenly, and turned with the force, moving to the side of his body. He used his clever strength to dissolve the horizontal slash, and then raised his right foot high and gave a side kick, hitting Fujitani Taku’s shoulder!

Bang——

The exchange of moves between the two sides actually only took a split second. In the eyes of the soldiers watching, it just looked like two figures collided with each other, and then the entire snowy field exploded, and then a figure flew out!

boom–

Taku Fujitani was like a cannonball shooting onto the snow, instantly creating a fan-shaped snow wave several meters high!

Yan Hong also did not pause at all, and rushed forward like a ghost walking at night. The snow under his feet was pushed to the left and right under his violent sprint, leaving a long groove several meters wide, and crashed directly into the direction where Fujitani Taku landed!

After all, Fujitani Taku is old, and his body functions are not as good as before. After suffering such a heavy blow, his whole body was aching. Before he could recover, a figure appeared in his sight from afar!

Swish swish——

After Yan Hong got close, he was like a leech attached to the bone, and started to chop him down from head to face. The light of his sword was like hundreds of bees dancing together, tightly enveloping Fujitani Taku!

Ding ding ding——

Once again, everyone saw a wave of snow appearing on the snowfield and surging backwards. Along the way, the sound of swords clashing could be heard continuously, and the frequency was gradually increasing!

Under Yan Hong’s close-range slashes, Fujitani Taku retreated and blocked at the same time. His situation seemed dangerous, but his defense was flawless with every sword and every move. However, as the two swords continued to collide, dense and tiny cracks gradually appeared on the snow-white blade!

In fact, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Fujitani Taku’s swordsmanship is better than Yan Hong’s, but Yan Hong relied on his extraordinary dynamic vision and seemingly endless strong physical strength to fight him on equal terms!

What amazed Fujitani Taku even more was that during the constant fighting, Yan Hong’s swordsmanship improved rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and one could even see three-quarters of his shadow in it!

Mangekyō Sharingan. Dynamic imitation!

Seeing this, Fujitani Taku’s aura suddenly condensed. The movement of his hands suddenly paused, revealing a flaw. He let Yan Hong stab at him with his knife, but suddenly pressed down against the back of Leng Feng’s knife, pinning him to the ground. The attack that was originally like a rainstorm came to an abrupt halt!

“drink!”

Yan Hong let out a low roar, bent his knees slightly, and exerted force, trying to directly knock away the long sword that was pressing on Leng Feng, but before he could exert force with his hands, the wind and snow in front of him changed rapidly!

The pouring blizzard was blown away by the invisible force of nature, and the invisible blade descended again!

boom–

Yan Hong had no choice but to drop the knife with both hands and lean back. He felt a violent energy brushing against his body and a ball of blood instantly burst out from his right shoulder!

Without waiting for Yan Hong to straighten himself, Fujitani Taku had already taken a step forward, and the long sword in his hand immediately stabbed forward, aiming straight for Yan Hong’s throat!

Sau——

Yan Hong was unarmed at this time, but still did not use ninjutsu. He simply clasped his hands together and clamped the blade. Before the tip of the knife touched his throat, it went around the left side of his neck and went behind his back. Then he exerted force with both hands and kicked the handle of the Lengfeng knife that was stuck in the ground!

Snap——

Taku Fujitani opened his eyes wide, watching his scarred sword finally break under the weight. A trace of trance flashed in his eyes, but he ignored the pitch-black long sword shooting out from under him!

Leng Feng’s long sword was hit by a huge force and rose from the ground like a spinning windmill, breaking the wind and tearing through the flying snow, brushing past Fujitani Taku’s side!

Swoosh——

The wind and clouds between heaven and earth almost stopped at this moment.

Yan Hong jumped up and down a few times and then moved back. He clenched his right hand in the air, and the mark of the Flying Thunder God engraved on the hilt of Leng Feng’s sword flashed. The long sword returned to his hand. He wiped the blood off the blade slowly, and then looked quietly at the old man in front of him.

Fujitani Taku’s eyes were fixed on the broken sword in his right hand. There was a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes. He wanted to raise his left hand to touch the blade, but he found that he only raised a small part of his arm, and blood was gushing out from the broken part….

Tick-tock…tick-tock…

On the pale snow, there was a glaring river of blood that kept melting, telling the story of the end of a showdown.

A red light flashed in Yan Hong’s eyes, and his own injuries were instantly reduced five times. The injuries that were not serious to begin with were almost healed!

Looking up at the dying Fujitani Taku, he said calmly, “If it weren’t for the right time and place, I would have been the loser. Old man, you are really strong.”

“But you still didn’t use any ninjutsu.”

Fujitani Taku’s face turned extremely pale due to blood loss, but he still spoke with full energy, “Forty years ago, I lost to the chief of your Uchiha clan. Although I lost, I did not give up. Since then, I wanted to prove that my sword could also be better than ninjutsu. So, I spent twenty years to comprehend a sword. But by that time, the chief had already died, so I never used that sword again.”

“Now, it’s my turn to die, but I don’t want to leave with this knife. After all… it’s the last one.”

Yan Hong nodded, got ready to fight again, and said seriously, “Come on.”

Fujitani Taku held the broken sword in one hand and slowly raised it above his head, “Be careful.”

Boom——

Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard in the sky. Thousands of soldiers looked up and saw that the wind and clouds in the sky seemed to be driven by this broken knife!

“Hey, hey, hey! What is this?!”

“Hurry…run!”

“I can’t run away…”

Countless flying snow, gravel and dust began to condense and rotate with Fujitani Taku as the center, spreading all the way to the sky and turning into a giant snow-white sword that reached the sky!

In front of this huge long sword, the people below seemed like ants looking up at a mountain, they seemed so small!

“This is…!”

In the distance, a middle-aged man who was gathering a troop of warriors was suddenly attracted by this strange phenomenon. Then his face changed drastically, “Could it be that…”

After realizing what had happened, he immediately rushed over here without stopping, leaving a group of warriors looking at each other in bewilderment.

In the spiritual space, Kuangya, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened again. Seeing this scene outside, he immediately shouted, “You can mobilize such a huge amount of natural energy! Hey! Yanhong boy! Use Susanoo quickly, don’t mess it up!”

“I know!”

This time, Yan Hong did not dare to be arrogant anymore. Chakra gushed out of his body instantly. With the huge amount of pupil power infused into the Eternal Eye, the fourth form of the black Susanoo descended to the earth!

Looking at the black giant in front of him who was over a hundred meters tall, a barely visible smile finally appeared on Fujitani Taku’s calm face.

boom–

The next second, under the horrified gaze of everyone, this huge blade smashed down from the sky!

Yan Hong’s eyes focused, and Susanoo’s sacred weapon – the Mitetsu, a long spear also made of black chakra appeared in Susanoo’s hand, and was held horizontally to block the path of the big sword!

The rest of the soldiers closed their eyes, waiting for the death sentence!

Crash——

The giant long sword chopped on the imperial pestle. The moment the two came into contact, the entire long sword exploded instantly, turning into a gust of wind that scattered in all directions, bringing up endless flying snow and dissipating between heaven and earth!

“Huh? Disappeared on its own?” Even Kuang Ya was stunned for a moment, “It doesn’t look like a semi-finished product. Did this old man do it on purpose?”

Crash——

Yan Hong did not say anything and also dispersed his Susanoo. After landing, he looked in the direction of Fujitani Taku, only to see the old man kneeling quietly on the snow with his head lowered. Across his knees lay the broken sword that had witnessed decades of wind and rain with him!

Silent and motionless, like a statue.

The others who were watching the fight behind them were all stunned at such a dramatic scene. After a long silence, Zhu Ma said carelessly, “Hey…hey. Actually, it’s no big deal. The boss can definitely block that move just now, right, boss?”

“I can stop it, but… most of you will probably die.”

“…” Zhu Ma was silent.

“Master Fujitani!”

At this moment, the middle-aged man rushed to the scene. He was shocked at first by the mess, and then he saw two figures, one standing and one kneeling, in the center.

Plop——

The middle-aged man slumped to the ground helplessly, “Master… Master…”

The snow still blows in the sky, but the warrior’s soul is no longer seen…

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