Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 35 Fierce Battle with Orochimaru
"Lord Shura!" Wu Tai arrived at the entrance of the stone chamber and whispered to the inside, "A Konoha ninja chased into the cave and was captured by us."

Inside the stone chamber, Mianma was flipping through the history scrolls of the Ibri clan when he heard this, and he slightly raised his eyes.

He had already guessed that Kakashi would come after him.

The storyline where Yamato rescues Kakashi and the two are taken away by Yukimi will likely continue.

"Chief! Xuejian! Xuejian took those two away!" Sure enough, a moment later, a member of the clan rushed over to report.

"What!" Upon hearing that Xuejian had let the two go, Wutai's expression changed drastically, a flash of anger crossing his eyes. He looked nervously at the figure standing in the stone chamber: "I'm sorry... Master... It's my fault for not disciplining them properly..."

"It's alright." Menma shook the scroll in his hand, his tone indifferent: "I have already guessed the identity of that Konoha ninja. He will not harm Yukimi."

He paused, his voice low and calm: "Kids are just kids, it's normal for them to go through a rebellious phase. They'll come home in a while. You guys should think of a way to deal with Orochimaru first."

Upon hearing Lord Shura mention Orochimaru again, Gota's expression turned serious.

the other side.

In a market town on the outskirts of the forest, Kakashi and Yamato, who had escaped, were strolling with Yukimi through the bustling streets.

This was Xuejian's first time shopping, having never left the underground space before. In the bustling market, her big eyes were full of curiosity about everything around her.

He would look at this and that from time to time, and even bought a bolt of cloth to make a new dress.

Kakashi and Yamato temporarily put aside their mission and accompanied Yukimi on a stroll around, even taking out money to buy some snacks that Yukimi was curious about.

Seeing the radiant smile on Yukimi's face, Kakashi and Yamato, both longtime ninjas of the Anbu and Root, were infected by it.

We temporarily let go of all our burdens and worries, and had a great time at the market, just like three good friends.

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at the same time.

"Huh...huh..."

Clutching his injured abdomen and bleeding profusely, Orochimaru slowly made his way to the tree hollow of the Ibri clan.

"Lord Orochimaru!" A wisp of smoke drifted over, transforming into two Ibri tribesmen who stepped forward with concern to help him up.

But Orochimaru suddenly attacked, grabbing one of them and biting down on his neck!
"Ah! Lord Orochimaru!" The captured Ibri tribesman screamed, trying to activate his smoke transformation ability, but was controlled by Orochimaru's cursed seal and unable to use it.

Feeling the blood draining from his body, the Ibri tribesman was instantly drained of blood, and his body quickly withered.

After replenishing his blood, Orochimaru licked his lips, regaining some strength, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He stretched his neck, then opened his gaping maw and bit another terrified Ibrahim.

call out--

Just as the man was about to be bitten, a gust of wind blade struck, forcing Orochimaru to release his grip and retreat.

"Who goes there!" Orochimaru looked up, his golden snake eyes surging with ferocity.

In the dim light deep within the cave, the Third Reaper emerged like a ghost, his scythe gleaming coldly.

"Shura..." Orochimaru's snake-like eyes filled with deep apprehension.

At the same time, the mystery surrounding 'Shura' is even more unfathomable.

How did he know about the Ibri clan?

'How did you manage to find us before I did?'

What exactly is his purpose?

Countless questions popped into Orochimaru's mind.

"Lord Orochimaru! You!" A cloud of smoke gathered, and Gota looked at his clansmen who had been drained of their blood. Even though he was prepared, he could not hide his shock and anger.

"It's you, Orochimaru..." Orochimaru said in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to betray me?"

The other members of the Ibri clan also released their fog-like forms and stood behind Gota. The worship on their faces when they looked at Orochimaru was gone, replaced by deep hatred!
Orochimaru deceived their entire clan! He caused the deaths of so many children! And now he wants to exterminate them all!
"What about those children!" Gota gritted his teeth, his voice trembling. He desperately wanted those children to be alive, even if Orochimaru was lying to him.

"Heh heh, it seems you already know..." But unfortunately, the sneer that came from Orochimaru's mouth completely shattered Gota's last glimmer of hope.

"Shura, come out." Orochimaru raised his snake eyes, his gaze sinister, and looked into the deep underground space.

A series of Konoha ninjas flashed through his mind, including ANBU and Root ninjas, and even special Jonin from various clans.

However, when the 41-year-old Orochimaru looked back on the first half of his life in Konoha, he couldn't find any Konoha ninja similar to 'Shura'.

tread--

Footsteps came from ahead.

The Ibrahim clan members respectfully retreated to either side.

“It seems I won.” Menma walked to Gota’s side, her tone light and cheerful.

But with an undeniable air of authority, he said: "Remember, your entire clan is now my private property."

“Yes… Lord Shura…” Wu Tai knew very well that with the strength of their clan, they were simply unable to remain neutral in this 'war' and had to side with one side.

Orochimaru had completely severed ties with them, and the Ibri clan had no other choice but to survive.

The only option is to submit to this great man.

Looking at the 'Shura' opposite him, Orochimaru laughed in extreme anger.

First, 'Shura' robbed Hashirama's cells, and now 'Shura' has taken away the Ibri clan.

They were repeatedly tricked by 'Shura'!
As one of the "Three Ninjas", how could he tolerate such mockery?
"Ten Thousand Snake Formation!" Orochimaru, enduring the pain in his abdomen, prostrated himself on the ground and spat out a large number of venomous snakes from his mouth.

Hundreds of venomous snakes, each as thick as an arm, extended a sharp sword from their mouths and surged towards Menma and the Ibri clan like a tidal wave.

At the same time, Orochimaru activated the Cursed Seal to control the Ibri clan in order to prevent them from entering the smoke-like state.

what!what!what!
Screams filled the cave, the Ibri clan clutched the cursed mark on the back of their necks and howled in pain, and even Wutai lost his fighting ability.

"Death God, Celestial Maiden, watch over them," Menma calmly ordered.

The Ibri clan is now Menma's private property, and he doesn't want Orochimaru to kill a few of his people.

The Third Reaper and the Jade Maiden wielded their scythes and ribbons, annihilating the surrounding venomous snakes.

These are just ordinary venomous snakes, which the two elite Jonin-level Nine-Faced Beasts can easily handle.

Menma had already moved forward, conjuring a jet-black 'Spiral Wheel' in his hand, and the violent chakra instantly tore a vacuum in the snake tide!
Orochimaru watched the opponent's ninjutsu and felt the violent chakra, and his heart pounded.

"Hidden Shadow Serpent Hands!" Orochimaru's right hand transformed into more than a dozen snakes, which spread rapidly like vines, attempting to bind the enemy opposite him. At the same time, he opened his blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs.

"Spiral Wheel!" Menma raised the Spiral Wheel in his hand. Extremely compressed dark chakra, along with the outer ring of wind-style chakra, was like a wind-style Rasenshuriken with a huge killing range, cutting the surging snakes into countless pieces of flesh.

As the opponent suddenly closed in, about to strike him with that enormous, dark ball, Orochimaru's pupils constricted, and he quickly formed hand seals.

"Psychicism!"

boom!
Smoke rose from beneath Orochimaru's feet.

A large, purple snake with horns burst forth from the smoke.

But he was hit squarely by the Spiral Wheel as soon as he appeared.

"Roar! Orochimaru! You bastard!" Manda let out a shrill roar, his body stubbornly withstanding the Spiral Wheel Fist.

"I want a hundred sacrifices!" Wanshe threatened venomously, flicking his tongue.

As the smoke cleared, it was revealed that a section of the monstrous body had been blasted to pieces, with many of its tough scales blown off.

(End of this chapter)