With full confidence and unparalleled arrogance, Madara walked towards the Five Shadows, Jiraiya and the Seven Itachis who were still resting. When Onoki was about to step forward, Itachi took the initiative to step forward.
"Itachi?" Jiraiya looked at this man in surprise. According to his intelligence, Itachi has always been a mysterious and indifferent person. Even in the Akatsuki organization, the number of times he took action was very few. And Ming Jing
After the contact, Jiraiya learned that Itachi was actually a calm and courageous person.
"Huh? Are you going to stop me too?" Madara looked at Itachi and asked indifferently.
The three magatama in Itachi's eyes suddenly turned and entered the kaleidoscope mode: "I just do what I should do."
"Without a complete Mangekyo, you can't defeat me." Madara said with a slight frown. Compared to the mirror, Madara felt that Itachi with the Mangekyō Sharingan was more troublesome. Because, Madara knew better than anyone else the difficulty of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Tangled.
But so what? A mere kaleidoscope can't stop him at all!
Madara continued to walk forward, and suddenly felt a thread being pulled, and he made a move. Taking this opportunity, Itachi pulled out three kunai tied with steel wires in each hand and threw them out. The six steel wires seemed to be alive, entangled with each other and intertwined with each other.
Pulling, one by one, it was wrapped around Madara's body. Then Itachi pulled with both hands, and the steel wires instantly tightened, directly tying Madara in place.
"The Sharingan is a windmill! I haven't seen such a gorgeous control technique in a long time." Madara's joints were tied to death, and only his neck could move. He turned his head, laughed and said: "This kind of trail is not good for me.
It works." With that said, Madara directly activated the Susanoo and broke the steel wires that could lift thousands of kilograms.
Itachi pulled out his kunai and rushed towards Madara. Madara looked up and met Itachi's eyes at the right moment.
"Tsukuyomi!" Itachi directly activated his strongest illusion and pulled Madara into the world of Tsukuyomi.
Madara felt his eyes darken. He took a closer look and found that he was in a blood-red world and was tied to a cross. Itachi held a kunai and appeared not far from Madara. He said calmly: "This is
In the 'Tsukuyomi' world, everything here, whether it is time, quality, etc., is completely controlled by me. You are bound here and cannot resist."
"It turns out that you can master this illusion, as expected." Madara smiled and said, "Come on! Let me feel the charm of this illusion."
Itachi didn't say anything, he just threw the kunai in his hand and stabbed it into Madara's abdomen. But the pain didn't matter to Madara at all. He looked at Itachi and asked: "Is this the only way?"
"Look again." Itachi reminded him calmly.
Madara was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt a heartbreaking pain all over his body! His expression condensed, and when he looked down, he realized that under his feet was a dense crowd of people tied to a cross!
"That's interesting!" Madara looked up at Itachi and said with a smile. Madara's muscles tensed up and he actually broke away from the cross and walked out. He looked at Itachi and asked arrogantly: "Now, what should you do?
What should I do?" Itachi looked solemn, and there were countless spots around him.
Suddenly, a green Zhanma sword pierced Madara.
"Huh?" Madara looked at the sword on his chest, full of doubts. Tsukuyomi's world shattered, and Madara realized that he was being flanked. Right in front of him was Itachi, who was covering his eyes and panting. Behind him,
It is a mirror holding a sword in both hands.
"You are very good at being able to break the mark of Buddha and demon touching the ground." Madara turned to look at the mirror and said in agreement. Then, he scolded in a serious tone: "But you clearly know that I am the reincarnation of dirty soil, and you still do it.
The thoughtless thing like stabbing me with a sword also shows that your talent is limited to this!"
"Then you are wrong!" Ming Jing looked up at Madara and said with a smile. Then, he turned into Itachi in front of Madara, and the sword stuck in his chest also turned into a ten-fist sword.
"This is the Ten Fist Sword, which can drag your soul into a world of drunkenness, dreams and death." Ming Jing's voice came from the front. It turned out that at some point, Ming Jing and Weasel had switched places.
"Is this your plan? The previous sword thrusts, and even Tsukuyomi, are all preparing for this final blow!" Madara looked at the ten-fist sword on his chest, his expression still indifferent. He looked at the mirror, appreciating it
He said: "If I give you some more time, maybe you can really surpass the Kurama Township Dream."
"Is it just because I broke the Buddha's and Demon's Touching Seal?" Ming Jing smiled and said: "The so-called Touching Seal is one of the six seals of Buddhism, the Demon Subduing Seal. When I am a demon, Buddha will suppress me.
On the other hand, when I become a Buddha, this demon-subduing seal will be lifted on its own. You are just taking advantage of my competitiveness and hostility towards you. The more I want to defeat you, the more powerful I am to suppress it. No way.
Needless to say, this is a very amazing technique.”
"Your understanding is not wrong. There are many people in this world who will fight for it, but very few who will give up." Madara said calmly.
"You understand the truth, why don't you do it?" Ming Jing asked with some confusion.
"It is precisely because I know too much that I am more determined in my heart!" Madara suddenly said with a smile: "And this is also the weakness of the Ten Fist Sword."
"What?" Ming Jing was stunned and looked at Itachi behind Madara. And Itachi was trying hard to retract the sword. The spiritual weapon that could usually be returned with just a thought was now being pulled and pulled as if it was caught by something.
.
"Boy, I will accept your Ten Fist Sword!" Madara stretched out a Susanoo arm and actually snatched the wine gourd from Itachi. Ming Jing was startled, turned around and stabbed it with sword energy.
Directly cutting off Madara's Susanoo arm. Itachi immediately exited the Mangekyō Sharingan state, and the wine gourd containing the Juken Sword also dissipated in the air and returned to his eyes.
Ming Jing came to Itachi in a flash and asked in surprise: "What's going on? Why doesn't the Ten Fist Sword work?"
"It's not that it doesn't work," Itachi thought for a while and said, "It's just that he is determined, so it takes more time. It's just that we were deceived by him, and the flaws were revealed."
"It's such a pity that you scared me!" Ming Jing breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head regretfully.
"You two are very good at realizing this so quickly." Madara looked at the two people who had come to think of it, and said with the same regretful tone: "But your weakness is too obvious, that is, you are too young."
"Tsk, you are so strong but still so scheming, you are really cunning!" Ming Jing said unhappily.
"You have to pay a price when you are young, but this price is too heavy." Madara looked at Itachi and said: "You must be in a weak state now! I have experienced this feeling of powerlessness more than you. But now I no longer have it.
Weakness."
Itachi half-knelt on the ground, closed his eyes and said with certainty: "There is no perfect ninjutsu in this world, and there are no perfect people either."