On the rocky hillside, two distinct groups of ninjas stood.
One group was wearing light yellow vests and Sunagakure forehead protectors, while the other group was wearing heavy black raincoats and Agogakure forehead protectors.
The two groups of ninjas were on guard against the people on the opposite side. The scene looked extremely solemn and the atmosphere was full of murderous intent. All ninjas held weapons tightly in their hands.
In the center of the crowd, there was a stone table made of earth. A middle-aged man dressed as a rain ninja jounin and an old man in white robes sat on both sides of the stone table and talked in a low voice. On the table were placed
Several paper documents.
"We have seen Sunagakure's sincerity. A truce is fine, but there is no need to cooperate to siege Konoha." The middle-aged Ame Ninja glanced sideways at the old man sitting across from him while flipping through the documents in his hand.
The old man's name is Monzaemon, and his identity is the first puppet master of Sunagakure. He has a very famous name in the ninja world. However, in recent years, due to his age, he has rarely taken action. Because this negotiation is too important, the third
Dai Fengying had no choice but to invite this old man out to calm the situation.
It is both a deterrent of strength and a show of sincerity.
Hearing the answer from the representative of Ume Ninja, Monzaemon was not anxious, but slowly said: "Is this your intention, Mr. Bogyu, or Mr. Hanzo?"
Boiyu paused while flipping the documents, and replied with a smile: "I can sit here, so I can fully represent the leader."
"Listen up." Boiyu put down the document and stared at Monzaemon closely: "The leader's original words are: Amegakure will not participate in conflicts between major powers, but if any country thinks that Amegakure is weak and can be bullied,
Then they will leave a bloody lesson!"
"I think you Sand Ninjas have also realized this, right?" Boiyu spoke slowly slowly, as if he wanted the group of invaders opposite him to hear every word he said clearly.
As soon as Boi Yu finished speaking, the sand ninjas all glared at Boi Yu, and the rain ninjas were not willing to show weakness and glared back at him, and the scene instantly became tense.
But Monzaemon didn't seem to feel the tension. He put his chest on his chest and coughed twice: "The Land of Rain has lost too much in this war. Is Hanzo-dono really willing to see this?"
Will Amegakure continue to decline like this?"
Boiyu sneered and said: "If you big countries hadn't caused trouble for no reason, how could the Country of Rain have fallen to this point? We are still saying the same thing: armistice, yes. Cooperation, no need to talk!"
"Young man, hatred has blinded your eyes." Monzaemon was still not angry. He said seductively to Boryu: "The essence of war is nothing but plunder. If others plunder you, you can also plunder others."
"Look at Konoha. They are sitting on thousands of miles of fertile soil. How can their resources be as good as theirs? If you, the Rain Country, want to recover quickly, just go and plunder the Fire Country."
"On this path, our interests are the same, and Sunagakure will become Yugakure's best friend."
Bogyu hesitated for a moment, but thinking of Hanzo's instructions, he still planned to refuse. Just when he was about to speak, Monzaemon, who was sitting opposite, suddenly changed his face, his eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and he shouted:
"who?!"
Boiyu realized that something was wrong, but just when he was about to react, a palm gently rested on his shoulder. At this time, Monzaemon had just yelled the word "what".
A mysterious man wearing a Peking Opera mask and a black cloak silently stepped over a dozen Yu nin jounin and suddenly appeared behind Boi Yu.
Time seemed to be stretched out in an instant, and at this moment, no sound was made.
All the ninjas present were elite jonins from the two villages. Facing the sudden appearance of enemies, some wanted to use ninjutsu, while others wanted to rush forward and engage in close combat.
But before they could put their ideas into action, they suddenly heard a huge roar, like a plane engine starting up, and then a belated wave of air swept across them, forcing everyone back.
The man arrived first, and the sound came later. The speed of the mysterious man undoubtedly exceeded the speed of sound.
Boiyu felt the enemy's palm on his shoulder, but he did not panic at all. His body was covered with a layer of water all year round, which contained his chakra. He could activate this water flow without forming seals.
Taking defensive actions is to prevent this kind of sudden attack.
At this extremely tense moment, Boi Yu subconsciously wanted to use his Muji Water Escape, but the thought seemed to be rusty and he couldn't let it go.
Boiyu thought this was his illusion, and increased his strength to run chakra. Gradually, when the mysterious man's palm left his shoulder, the water flow on the body surface... seemed to... vaguely move... to move?
With the help of the thrust brought by the surge of air, Lei Luo jumped back and escaped from the encirclement of a group of elite Jonin.
That moment just now was the first time he ran at full strength after developing triple speed. His speed had exceeded his usual limit, and now it seemed to be faster than the sound.
Lei Luo felt that his body seemed to have been seriously injured in that sprint just now, and his knee joints were in unbearable pain. The cloak behind him was torn to pieces in an instant and swayed in the air in the wind.
After activating a countercurrent to recover, Lei Luo stood on the boulder outside the crowd, lowered his head and looked at the results of the battle: Boi Yu still didn't seem to notice the changes in himself, and still sat there with a serious face, frowning.
He frowned as if he was thinking about something.
The expression under Lei Luo's mask relaxed slightly. It seemed that the deceleration had taken effect, and the ninja leader of the Rain Ninja team had been controlled by him. The reason why Boiling Rain was chosen as the first target was simply because the persimmon was pinched and the deceleration was successful.
The probability is just relatively high. Monzaemon's chakra is obviously much stronger than Boisame. If Monzaemon is not controlled during the first sneak attack, the situation will be very unfavorable for him.
At this time, all the Sunagakure rain ninjas in the field had already stood up and stood ready to face Lei Luo, including Sunagakure's first generation puppet master Monzaemon.
After a quick glance at Boyu, Monzaemon thought that the other party was under a genjutsu and ignored him. Anyway, there were so many ninjas present, so someone would help to solve the genjutsu.
What Monzaemon cares more about is the speed Lei Luo showed just now. Even he couldn't react.
"Looking at your outfit, you should be an ANBU of Konoha." Monzaemon reached into his arms, took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it. "Why are you the only one? Are you here to die?"
At this time, a middle-aged woman behind Monzaemon took a step forward, leaned over and whispered in his ear.
Monzaemon glanced at Lei Luo in surprise, "Genbu? What kind of organization is that?"
Lei Luo ignored Monzaemon and silently observed Boiyu's reaction for a while: two or three rain ninjas were surrounding Boiyu and beating them, as if they wanted to unlock the "genutsu" on Boiyu, but no matter what they did, they couldn't
It's a futile effort.
It seems that the deceleration effect is quite powerful.
In order to instantly control the boiling rain, Lei Luo not only burst out at three times the limit speed, but also used a third of his mental power to ensure perfect control, fully mobilizing the power of time to slow down.
It feels a bit wasteful... Lei Luo thought in his mind, but he didn't care too much. After all, he is a shadow-level master, so it is normal for him to be cautious.
Now, it's time to deal with the old man in front of you.
Lei Luo turned his head, his eyes under the mask stared at Monzaemon like a hawk. "What did you just say?"
"Ha~ It's a good thing for young people to be arrogant." Monzaemon laid the scroll flat on the ground, with a hint of murderous intent in his tone. "But if you look down on the elderly, you will pay the price."
"You old man who relies on his old age to sell his old age, today is the day you die." Lei Luo commented disdainfully, trying to anger Monzaemon. The next moment, his figure swayed and disappeared like the breeze, and quickly flashed to Monzaemon and Ichi.
The sand ninjas were five meters away from the side.
The Rain Ninjas had lost their leader, and without the commander to organize a counterattack, there was nothing to fear.
The only difficulty now is Monzaemon. Once he is solved, no one else can survive.