Chapter 429: The Prince Who Harvested the Lost Country 2

"What a joke... Why did this monster appear here?"

"How can we defeat this terrifying monster?"

As the surviving pirates and wandering ninjas gradually collapsed, Kakuzu stared at the huge ice layer under his feet and swallowed hard.

Just like these pirates and wandering ninjas in front of him!

In addition to the kaleidoscope, his knowledge of Fujiwara Tetsuya's strength is still based on the rumors of shocking battles.

Although he has the advantage of the claustrophobic terrain, at the moment... the power of water escape and ice escape displayed by Fujiwara Tetsuya... are far beyond the level in the rumors.

Has he improved again?

This guy is really a monster!

"Why would a big shot like... like you target us?"

At this moment, Kameyama's tone was full of bitterness... As for the pirate leader on one side, he regretted listening to Kameyama's instigation and came to the sea area of ​​​​Kawa no Kuni under the drive of desire.

However, there is no such thing as turning back in this world.

"Is that kind of thing important?"

"Everyone, hurry up... If you work together to fight to the death, there may still be a chance."

Tetsuya Fujiwara smiled grimly while stroking the cold blade of Kirimaru...

"Sir, although I don't know what price the Hidden Valley Village and the Kingdom of River paid, please move you! We are willing to exchange several times, or even all our treasures, for a way out..."

"As long as you are willing, we will immediately present all the financial reports and promise you that we will never step into the sea of ​​the Kingdom of River again in this life..."

"Hey~ That kind of thing, killing you... is also mine."

"At this time, don't report any fluke mentality."

"Konoha Style Sword Art · Eighteen Air Strike!"

Since something has been exposed, there is naturally no need to cover it up.

At the moment of sneering, Tetsuya Fujiwara opened fire with full power, and the terrifying sword light set off waves of sound, and quickly killed the pirates and wandering ninjas who gathered together.

"Asshole...you forced us to do this..."

"Mei Zhixing! You are famous, but when I was a pirate, you were still in your mother's womb, Fuutoori...let's go together and kill him."

Fujiwara Tetsuya's aggressiveness gradually aroused the ruthlessness of the pirate leaders.Facing the blade light emitting death energy... a group of pirates with ninja fighting power and more than two hundred wandering ninjas gritted their teeth and rushed towards Fujiwara Tetsuya...

In an instant, the fluctuations of ninjutsu filled the entire cave, and between the afterimages, a bright red blood mist bloomed.

"But... just dance like this! Let me see the power of pirates..."

"Lightning Release - Chidori Flow!"

The raging thunder became more violent as Fujiwara Tetsuya gradually became crazy. .

The thunders with erratic trajectories, like a wandering sharp blade, took the lives of pirates and wandering ninjas one after another in the dense crowd.

"Earth Release - Hardening!"

"Fire Release - Flying Flow Flame!"

"Swift Release - Triple Speed!"

Clang~~~

Fuutouin, who burst out with all his strength, became the first person among the crowd to resist Fujiwara Tetsuya's attack head-on.

But, that was the extent of it.

When the speed of the Swift Release faded, a strong force suddenly burst out from Fujiwara Tetsuya's right wrist, directly blasting Fuutoin away with his sword.

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, First, Open the Gate!"

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, Third, Open the Gate of Life!"

...

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu... What is this?"

"This kind of chakra... is really terrifying!"

Not far away, Kakuzu looked at Fujiwara Tetsuya who continued to explode, and his scalp was a little numb.

Because, until now... even he couldn't figure out where Fujiwara Tetsuya's limit was...

"Eight Gates! It is a forbidden physical technique that can unlock all the restrictions on one's own power and guide the power to the limit."

"Tetsuya-kun once said that if the full power of the Eight Gates can be burst out, it will gain power dozens of times beyond the ordinary Kage level in a short period of time..."

"However, the caster will also die because of burning all his vitality."

"Although the risk is great, as long as you don't touch the seventh and eighth gates easily... With Tetsuya-kun's current physical fitness, there is no danger."

"Gurgle~"

"Power dozens of times beyond the ordinary Kage level?"

"Konoha actually has this level of physical technique?"

At the moment of whispering, Kakuzu's eyes gradually brightened.

The physique of ordinary people can hardly withstand the backlash brought by the Eight Gates, but he is different... After combining with the Earth's Resentment, he has transcended the scope of ordinary humans.

In the words of Fujiwara Tetsuya, it is an alien!

Want to try it?

If it succeeds, it will definitely become his trump card.

While Kakuzu was thinking, the battle ahead... gradually came to an end.

Even though Kameyama, Tojo, Okamura and others were inspired by Fujiwara Tetsuya to be fierce.

However, after personally experiencing the despair like the abyss, the fighting spirit in their hearts quickly faded.

This is the relationship between pirates... wandering ninjas, and real ninjas.

Even though they were once formal ninjas, had been exposed to orthodox ninja training since childhood, and had a strong will beyond ordinary people, but... the long-term wandering life had worn out the firm will of these people, and they became a group of cowards who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

"It's over..."

"Magic? The Art of the Lock!"

"Konoha Style Sword Art·Draw the Sword... Cut!"

The moment the three magatama appeared, Kameyama, Tojo, and Okamura were instantly pulled into the illusion space...

At the moment the sword light swept across, huge heads, with endless doubts, surprises, and terrors... soared into the sky, and finally fell powerlessly into the ice below.

Perhaps, at the moment of death, Kameyama, Tojo, Okamura and others were still wondering why... Fujiwara Tetsuya had the Uchiha clan's Sharingan.

But, that kind of thing is destined to have no answer.

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Tick-tick…

In the cold and silent atmosphere, the sound of blood dripping seemed to be the only melody.

"Ahem~"

Under the gaze of Fujiwara Tetsuya, a figure gradually staggered out from the rolling corpses.

This person was Fuuchoin, who had used swift escape and sneak attacks several times and was beaten by Fujiwara Tetsuya several times.

"You can still stand up, it's really good... Your will alone is enough to make me look at you, the prince of the lost country... Fuuchoin!"