I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

Even so, Hiruzen Sarutobi's mood did not improve at all.

All we can hope for now is that the surprise force he sent to the Uchiha clan's territory can achieve its objective before the [Four Purple Flame Formation] is broken.

Only in this way can he have a sliver of a chance to turn the tide.

"Uchiha Ara, do you even know what you're saying?!"

"Insulting Konoha, betraying Konoha, do you want to become a rogue ninja like Orochimaru?"

The ANBU ninja who had questioned him earlier shouted again, his eyes filled with anger and righteous indignation.

"Now, by picking up our headbands and participating in the mopping-up operation to repel the enemy, we can also consider ourselves..."

"Tiger!"

As his companion's words became increasingly vehement, the fear in the elephant's eyes intensified.

The quality of these newly trained ANBU ninjas is getting worse and worse. Don't they understand what kind of situation this is, and what kind of evil family this is?

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

However, before he could utter the rebuke, a sudden, overwhelming pressure crushed him mercilessly to the ground like a mountain.

Not only him, but also his two companions beside him.

Moreover, the tiger's condition was even more miserable, with its kneecap piercing straight through its flesh and exposed!

In comparison, those broken tiles stuck in the palm of your hand seem insignificant!

[Spiritual Pressure Release!]

"what--"

In an instant, a long, drawn-out scream erupted.

As an ANBU ninja, he should have had enough patience, but at this moment, it all crumbled.

Such screams naturally reached Hiruzen Sarutobi's ears, and a wave of grief rose in his eyes. But at this moment, all he did was stare intently at the traitor in his field of vision, at the tainted earth coffins inscribed with "First" and "Second" respectively.

Because, apart from ensuring its own invincibility, it can do nothing else.

Orochimaru, on the other hand, temporarily abandoned any intention to attack, his excited gaze fixed undisguisedly on the true prey of this trip.

【cruel,】

【powerful,】

[Not bound by traditional notions of belonging.]

This is exactly the turn he wanted!!

"Click, click."

The tiles clattered crisply beneath Huang's feet.

He didn't rush into the barrier to deal with the old man, but instead stopped in front of the dark squad that was lying prostrate on the ground in pain.

He reached into his ninja pouch and pulled out several kunai, their cold gleam scattering in the sunlight.

Even the strongest of the elephants struggled to raise its gaze despite the immense pressure, and this was the limit of what it could do.

Their eyes met, and just as he was about to utter some threatening words, a murmured whisper reached his ear:

Do you really think I know nothing?

"The death of Brother Zhishui, the truth from five years ago, and those eight secret service squads."

With just one sentence, he stopped the elephant from making its attempt to utter a threat.

"Judging by the time, they should all be almost all dead by now."

"These eyes have seen far more than you can imagine."

Ara's voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was inside the barrier, to hear clearly.

At the same time, he began to do what he was doing:

He plunged a sharp kunai into the former's body.

The muttering to oneself seemed endless:

"This blade is for Brother Netherfire."

"This blade belongs to Brother Yandao."

"This blade belongs to Uncle Yashiro..."

【Give.】

[Remember, if there's a next time, stab us a few more times!]

[I've long been annoyed by those persistent ANBU members. If it weren't for clan constraints... I'd really like to fight them. Don't they know that the peace on the border was bought with the blood of the Uchiha clan?]

The memories that should have been bleak surged up like a tidal wave, and one could almost hear the clanging of ninja tools.

However, this is the scene.

They are all gone.

Suddenly, Huang stopped what he was doing, because there was nothing in his hands except the stench of blood.

but,

After a brief pause, he immediately reached for the ninja pouch strapped to the ANBU ninja's body.

Those names that cannot rest in peace,

I haven't finished counting myself yet.

I recommend a book, "The Return of the Condor Heroes: The Young Master"!

Book Title: The Condor Heroes: The Young Master

[Author's Name: Usually a Serious Person]

Fanfiction of The Return of the Condor Heroes

The author is the patron of this book, oO莉姆露Oo. Readers who are afraid to search can click on the avatar to see the author.

Both are newbies who started reading books out of boredom.

Please be sure to supervise, encourage, and urge him to update more often, so that he can experience the joy of writing.

The current storyline involves him getting close to original characters like Li Mochou.

You can tell from the author's name that he is quite unserious in the book.

I glanced at it; two more chapters have been updated.

I went to read the book and was thoroughly enjoying it.

Chapter 541 You don't want to see Konoha destroyed either, do you? After all, this is your home.

"Jie."

With a strange laugh, Orochimaru, who was behind the impure coffin, turned his gaze back to Hiruzen Sarutobi.

"Over the years, you have really cultivated a very interesting weapon for Konoha."

"He is much stronger than the experimental subjects I created."

"A teacher is a teacher."

The words that came out of his mouth were all playful and joking.

But the third generation did not respond at all, or rather, he was somewhat at a loss as to what to do next.

Because of that sentence, "Judging by the time, the eight secret squads should have been almost wiped out," all his wishful thinking and delusions were shattered.

Is it truly fate that Konoha is doomed?

Unwilling questions roared in his mind.

Panic began to erode his resilient will.

Even so,

The emotion and reluctance that appeared on their faces were gradually being restrained and driven away.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was trying to make his heart cold and ignore the negative messages and the increasingly faint screams from the ANBU ninja.

Because as long as I don't lose, as long as I'm still alive.

So, Konoha is here!

"This blade is for Uchiha Shisui."

At the same time, the murmured counting that had been echoing from the main grandstand finally came to a halt.

This sudden pause also caused Ara to freeze for a moment, as if something that had been accumulating deep inside him had been resolved.

"No, it's not over yet."

The sudden sound caused the already mentally broken [Xiang] to tremble again involuntarily.

He's not dead yet.

Not only him, but also his two subordinates survived!

How could Huang possibly let these executioners die so easily?

The [Healing Palm Technique] obtained from the mind of the Cloud Village Jonin, Nozomi, has been sustaining the lives of the three.

The wound cycles through opening, healing, opening, and healing repeatedly.

Otherwise, how could these three people possibly bear the weight of his detailed account, or the names of all the souls of the Uchiha clan's dead?

Of course, crushing their jaws, breaking their arms, severing their tendons—all the ways to make them seek their own death—are the most basic operations.

Therefore, when they heard the demon say 'It's not over yet,' the numb yet clear-headed will of the three instantly erupted with a fierce resistance.

【die! 】