Betrayal Has a Terrible Start

"It's really not easy...cough, old lady puppet, you only broke one arm..."

Hanzo reluctantly raised his head, seeing Chiyo's tragic situation and couldn't help laughing happily.

Ibushi jumped over at this moment, sobbing beside Hanzo, looking very sad.

"Sorry, Jingfu, you've worked hard for you. You don't need to fight next time, the old man has run out of fuel..." Hanzo's long pale yellow hair fell down, obscuring the vision in front of him, and he smiled reluctantly, bitterly.

In front of Hanzo, Ibushi jumped up and down, making a weird scream, and the ground kept shaking.

"Farewell... Jing Fu..."

Hanzo smiled warmly at Ifu, and looked at the battle partner who had been by his side since childhood, with his hands forming a seal.

The art of psychic solutions.

boom.

Ibushi's huge figure disappeared, and a tear appeared from the smoke and fell on Hanzo's face.

Hanzo was silent, the tears that belonged to Jingfu were quickly washed away by the rain from the sky, Hanzo wiped the corners of his eyes, a little red, and smiled slightly: "Don't always be so sentimental, even if you are a person, you have to live a strong life. Go down, Ibushi..."

After saying this, Hanzo held his breath, and with a cough, he got up from the ground with trembling knees, and his hands were shaking non-stop, which shows that his energy consumption is very serious.

I thought I could hold on for a while, but I still underestimated this unknown virus.

When he was young, maybe with his poison resistance ability, he could last until the end of the battle. Now, with his body riddled with holes, it is not easy to last until now.

"Lord Hanzo."

The voice came from not far away, and everyone at Xiao, dressed in black coats, leaped nimbly in the ruins and landed beside Hanzo.

When they saw the scene around them clearly, they couldn't help but be shocked.

Hidden high-rise lime soil.

Konoha's Sannin Orochimaru.

Sand hidden high-level puppet master Chiyo.

They were all powerful men on the famous side. At this moment, they were all standing half-crippled on the field. Chiyo lost an arm, his head was bleeding profusely, and his left eye was tightly squinted, unable to open it.

The clothes on Orochimaru's waist were stained with blood, and one arm showed a strange twisted shape, standing there panting.

Compared to the three who suffered the main attack of Hanzo, the rest of the ninjas did not suffer much damage, and at most would be affected a little.

But the ninjas killed by Hanzo before, and the corpses floating on the lake outside Yuyin Village, the death toll cannot be estimated.

The ninjas of Konoha, Yanyin, and Sandyin gathered around again, and the number was still not small. There was a large number of "Hanzo-sama, please leave here as soon as possible. We will open the way for you." Yahiko held Kunai in both hands and posed Fighting posture, look around vigilantly.

The rest of the Akatsuki members also put on a fighting stance, vigilantly watching the three-way ninja surrounded by them, with a firm expression.

"stop."

At this time, Hanzo supported his body, walked to Yahiko's side, patted his shoulder, and shook his head.

Chapter 182 Bearing Things

"Lord Hanzo!" Yahiko shouted anxiously.

"This is my own battle, and you are not allowed to intervene."

Seeing the seriousness in Hanzo's eyes, Yahiko fell silent.

Hanzo's determination made him understand that at this time, a serious and real thing should be done.

That's right, he's a proud ninja.

Hanzo couldn't help but be proud of the ninja who got the title of "Demigod".

Even in battle, he longed to die in battle.

For a long time, under his demigod's proposition, in the face of the reckless actions of the great powers, Hanzo is no different from their Akatsuki, and has always focused on peace talks.

It's just that Hanzo's 'and' is fundamentally different from their Akatsuki.

Hanzo understood that Yuyin Village had to make compromises against powerful organizations such as the Five Great Powers in addition to himself, which caused his will to be constantly wiped out by compromises.

At the same time, he has long seen the face of the big country, and only if he bears it will he have the possibility of survival.

As for Akatsuki, an organization that was born for peace, Yahiko felt that what he did became ridiculous.

At first, he thought that Hanzo didn't understand Akatsuki's purpose, or rather because Hanzo was once such a person, but because he was cornered again and again, his hands were stained with blood, and he lost his original self in battle.

In this dirty world, becoming less and less like yourself.

Hanzo wants to get back to who he was.

A ninja who fights for the village, for the country, for his relatives, for his companions, and even for himself.

Not because of the dreaded title of demigod, but because he is the leader of Yuyin.

In the country of rain, the only ninja who can wrestle with a big country.

From the beginning of this battle, he not only understood what the enemy wanted, but also the mission he wanted to carry out.

So, this is his own battle.

The mission and honor of the ninja, speak with battle, and sing with the meaning of life and death.

Hanzo patted Yahiko on the shoulder and stood in front of everyone. His old and scarred body had already reached its limit. His legs were trembling when he walked. He bravely faced many enemies with a calm expression.

"Lord Hanzo!"

It was not Yahiko who shouted this sentence, but Nagato. He wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything in the end.

There were some lonely old figures in the heavy rain, tall and bleak.

Hearing Nagato's voice, Hanzo's body froze and continued to walk forward.

With a jump, he jumped to the highest rock in the ruins, where the field of vision is wide and all the enemies can be seen. Similarly, the enemy can attack him at any time.

But after the previous scene, nearly a thousand ninjas were surrounded, but no one dared to take a step forward.

A cruel fact, they have to admit that their hearts have been occupied by fear.

Orochimaru stood there clutching his broken arm, raised his head and looked at Hanzo stubbornly, with a complex and unwilling look on his face, but also a sense of joy in the achievement of ambition.

There, the dust was panting, protected by many rock ninjas, and the wound on his forehead had been stopped from bleeding, but his left eye could never be opened.