The sun is gradually setting, and the battle is coming to an end.

The ninjutsu that was rising one after another on the battlefield had come to an end and gradually evolved into a confrontation of physical skills.

Masahiko had no time to care about the situation of the three disciples. Facing Madara's attack, Masahiko's physical skills were far from enough.

"Oh...If I had practiced physical skills earlier..." Masahiko sighed in her heart.

The reason why he was able to barely persist in Madara's physical skills was thanks to the disciple Jing Tong, and Madara was not in the best condition due to eye problems.

Although he was facing a crisis, Masahiko was not in a hurry, because the surrounding environment gradually coincided with the scene deep in his heart.

In the distance, Uchiha Izuna was forced into a disadvantage by Tomoma because Tomoma was holding the Thunder God Sword created by Masahiko for him, which cut off Izuna's long sword.

In desperation, Izuna could only use the nearly loaded Sharingan to use the illusion technique. While Tomoma was stunned, she kicked Tomoma open.

"Fire Escape-Hao Fireball Technique!"

Facing the attacking fireball, Tobirama formed seals with both hands, "Water Escape-Water Dragon Bombing Technique!"

The collision between fire and water is transformed into water vapor all over the sky, like a fog hidden technique, completely obscuring the field of vision.

Tobirama took the opportunity to throw out a few kunai, but it was already clearly seen under Sharingan.

Uchiha Izuna snorted lightly, "Curse yourself without the fate of Sharingan..." He dodged through Khun, but found that the last hand of Khun had some strange symbols.

"Flying Thunder Slash!" Tobirama's shout spread throughout the battlefield.

"It's true, it's indeed this battle..." Masahiko murmured, "It's over..."

Opposite Madara didn't care about attacking again, and he instantly held Izuna who was about to fall.

Seeing that the plot finally got back on track, Masahiko sat on the ground regardless of the image. As for what Madara and Izuna said, he was completely unconscious.

"Even if I was not at the time of the Ninja, I have never encountered such a dangerous situation. If I were 10 minutes late, it might be heroic..."

Masahiko shook her head and smiled bitterly, "In the past, when facing people who were stronger than me, they used their perception ability to avoid it first, this time..."

Thinking of this, Masahiko was surprised to find that Madara actually attacked Tobirama in the distance.

"By the way, Hashimara is not here, Madara won't stop..." Masahiko was anxious and wanted to get up to help Tobirama.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the battlefield, "Wood escape-Muzhuan wall!"

"Huh...it's really over this time." Masahiko raised half of her butt and fell down again. Hashirama's stupid and cute voice sounded like a heavenly sound to him.

Masahiko was sitting in the battlefield watching Uchiha and everyone giving up their resistance, watching Hashimara and Tomoma quarrel, watching Uchiha Madara help Izuna and his remnants evacuate from the battlefield...

"Sure enough, even with such a great advantage, Hashirama still let Madara go. Now the plot finally got back on track..."

Masahiko thought about it carefully, where did the plot change happen this time, causing such a big crisis to occur.

"Is it just because I learned the magic skills in advance?" Masahiko murmured, "I hope he can give me an explanation..." Masahiko looked at Chiaju Tenyu, who was bound by the wooden escape behind Hashima.

Hashimara and Tomora ended the argument and came to Masahiko in an instant.

"Grandpa II, thanks to you this time. Tobirama said... Are you okay?"

Masahiko shook her head and teased, "I'm fine, I won't die for a while..." Without explaining his appearance, she asked, "What's wrong with Qianshou Tianyu?"

When talking about this question, Hashirama was also confused, "Tianyu... went crazy, suddenly attacked me on the road, and kept saying that he was from the Uchiha family."

"But this is impossible. His parents are from the Thousand Hands, and he has not been abnormal in recent years. But I have checked it and found that he has been hit by an illusion."

Masahiko was shocked and the technique of changing people's will, "Don't know the gods?"

Hashirama hurriedly asked, "What is a god?"

"No, it's okay, it's impossible to be a god of the world." Masahiko replied, revealing a thoughtful look. If someone in this era can use a god of the world of the world, it will be over with the Warring States Period once on Hashirama, and it will not be possible to use it on Chiaishu Tenyu.

In a trance, Masahiko thought that five years ago, in Daming Mansion, he saw something he cared about. One of the small clans who participated in the banquet looked like the clan of the pommel horse, and the pommel horse was an original plot of the animation. Masahiko always thought that he had read it wrong.

"Hashirama, have you heard of the Stupid Horse clan?"

Hashirama looked thoughtful, "It seems that the Ankyo Horse tribe has heard that in the West of the Kingdom of Fire, there is such a small tribe who lives in a simplified place, and the tribe members are generally not strong."

"Sure enough," Masahiko sighed inwardly, unable to laugh or cry.

I always thought it was a plot that I changed, but now I found that this hard fight was really unfair. "The original animation team! Even you are cheating me..."

Masahiko looked at Hashirama and explained: "This family is not strong and specializes in illusion. However, every few years, a clan member who awakens his unique blood success will appear, and he can control other people's five senses."

Hashima suddenly realized, "Is Tianyu so caught this technique? Second Grandpa, do you have a way to crack it?"

Masahiko shook her head, "This kind of blood-superior illusion can only be cracked by the caster. I'm afraid you have to go there in person, and it's hard for everyone else to avoid being affected by their illusion."

Hashirama nodded to show her understanding. At this time, Tobirama walked over and glared at his elder brother.

"Brother, we have lost more than 500 tribe members this time. About 1,000 tribe members have been slightly injured, and dozens of serious injuries are also injured. I'm afraid we won't be able to persevere in Hui..."

As he said that, he glanced at Zhengyan, "Grandpa Second, your three disciples are fine. I have suffered a little bit of minor injuries. Please feel free..."

Masahiko breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly became stunned. How could Tobirama mean that he would go with peace of mind...

Masahiko stood up and bit her finger, "Psychic Art!" summoned a huge slug.

"My chakra has recovered a little, and the seriously injured Thousand Hand tribesmen come to me. They should be able to rescue them."

Tobira was moved and glared at Hashima again, "Brother, the second grandfather looks like a Thousand-Handed Clan leader than you!"

Hashima smiled embarrassedly, this time he was really inappropriate, so he could only face Tomoma's accusations with a smile.

The two of them went to arrange for the tribe members to carry the seriously injured to Masahiko. Masahiko glanced at him and nodded to the slugs. The huge slugs were broken into small slugs, and all the wounded were treated at the same time.

Five minutes later, Masahiko removed the psychic technique with a tired look on her face. This time his chakra was really exhausted.

Looking up, Hashimama Tobirama and three disciples surrounded him in the middle, with tears in his eyes. Masahiko's mouth twitched, thinking, "Why is it so like a body saying goodbye? Should I lie down?"

Thinking of this, my eyes suddenly turned dark and I really fell down. I heard the last few sounds before I fell into a coma.

"Second Grandpa!" *2
Chapter completed!