Chapter 267: Flowing Light

The ninja blade in his hand flipped up and down, white blade lights appearing and disappearing with Dong Shilang's movements; any Mist Ninja who drew slightly closer met a fate of being severed head from body.

The Uchiha-style swordsmanship, truly a killing technique distilled by generations of family seniors, combines beauty and lethality.

This made Dong Shilang seem like a death god wielding a white flowing light, weaving back and forth among the Mist Ninja.

"Captain! What should we do? The target's reinforcements are very strong!"

Looking at the figure that flickered uncertainly against the backdrop of the burning forest around them, not only these Mist Ninja but even Kakashi, who had come to help, were momentarily surprised.

Since Dong Shilang entered the battlefield, he has never again exchanged swordsmanship with the opposing side.

"Has it already come to this?"

Watching the opponent continuously swing his blade, taking the lives of Mist Ninja one after another, Kakashi involuntarily recalled the figure practicing blade swings in the backyard.

The opponent's heroic bearing on the battlefield must be just like Dong Shilang's—unstoppable and unmatched!

And even stronger!

If I had possessed such strength back then, perhaps that previous incident would not have happened~

After rubbing his left eye, Kakashi no longer paid attention to Dong Shilang's battle; he still had many enemies before him to deal with, leaving no time for lament.

"The mission may not proceed as planned; prepare to execute Plan B!"

Watching the nearby figure continually harvesting the lives of his subordinates, the eye corner of the Mist Ninja commander twitched; merely masked, his expression change could not be seen.

The Mist Ninja this time expended a huge cost, massive sacrifices, even bringing out the Three-Tails, all to inflict a heavy blow on Leaf Village in one go; seeing that their plan was about to proceed smoothly as arranged.

No one expected a disruptor to appear midway, and this disruptor's strength was unexpectedly great, truly frustrating.

"It seems like they're preparing some kind of move over there?"

One thrust pierced the heart of the Mist Ninja blocking his path; Dong Shilang then prepared to pull his blade and swing at another Mist Ninja.

Assessing the situation opposite, there might be a conspiracy; Dong Shilang intended to dispose of the enemies before him, then directly slaughter those sneaky foes.

Although I don't know what they're up to, eliminating them is definitely correct.

"Hmm!"

He retracted his arm, trying once but failing to pull the ninja blade from the chest of the opposite Mist Ninja.

He lifted his gaze and looked.

"I won't give you another chance to swing your blade!"

The Mist Ninja, whose heart had already been pierced and whose end was near, exerted force with both hands, grabbing the blade of Dong Shilang's ninja sword, preventing him from pulling it free.

"What astonishing perseverance! Truly worthy of being a Mist Ninja..."

Looking at his blood-soaked hands and twisted, deformed face, the ninja bred by the Mist Ninja's blood-mist policy may have countless flaws, but there is one aspect in which no other village can compare.

Their ninjas' quality, and that madness when facing death, truly cannot be matched by ordinary ninjas.

"Swish!"

At that moment, exploiting the opening created by his comrade's sacrifice, a Mist Ninja simultaneously from Dong Shilang's left, right, and rear swung his ninja blade at him.

Seeing their posture, it was clear they intended to cut both him and his companion into two pieces.

"Do you think this can kill me?"

The situation urgent, Dong Shilang directly released the hilt of the ninja blade in his hand; he had no creed of never parting with his sword.

"Thousand Birds Sharp Spear"

After releasing the ninja blade, Dong Shilang's body spun, utilizing his change in posture to directly unleash a scorching white light blade tinged with purple-blue.

It sliced the several Mist Ninja attempting to ambush him from behind into six pieces.

"This..."

It seemed he had not expected that the opening he had created with his all‑out effort would not only fail to help his comrades kill enemies, but would instead drive them to follow in his footsteps.

Full of resentment, this Mist Ninja whose mask had fallen off slowly collapsed.

He had been barely holding on with a single breath; once that breath dissipated, he immediately returned his soul to the pure land.

"Damn it! Dragging him… can't let him disturb the casting!"

Seeing Dong Shilang's unstoppable momentum, the Mist Ninja leader himself drew his blade to block in front of him; not only him, but the other surviving Mist Ninja also imitated him, placing this dangerous enemy before them.

At that moment they had only one thought: if the mission couldn't be completed, so be it; they could only say the enemy's reinforcements had arrived too timely and were too strong.

If even the Three-Tails were lost together, even if they returned to the village, the punishment they would face, as well as the fate of their families, would be unbearable for them.

Even as Mist Ninja, they have things they care about.

Seeing the Mist Ninja before him, feeling their resolve to face death, Dong Shilang knew he could not quickly break through this blockade, but as a ninja his means naturally were not limited to swordsmanship.

He reached into his ninja tool pouch, pulled out a large handful of kunai, exerted force with both hands, and hurled them at those protecting the casters.

Relying on the insight of the Sharingan, several kunai pierced through those Mist Ninja's interceptions and shot straight at the sneaky Mist Ninja.

The explosive tags attached to the ends of the kunai made it impossible for those Mist Ninja to ignore these attacks; they could only interrupt their casting and begin to dodge the impending explosions.

Dong Shilang had to admit that, compared to ninjutsu, using explosive tags like this was addictive.

There is no trouble that explosive tags cannot solve; if there is, it's merely because you don't have enough explosive tags.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A burst of explosive‑tag detonations sounded from behind the Mist Ninja, causing them to charge at Dong Shilang as if gone mad.

"Kakashi!"

Seeing that he had already disrupted the opponent's movements, Dong Shilang leisurely pulled his ninja blade from the corpse of that unwilling‑to‑die Mist Ninja, simultaneously shouting loudly, "Kakashi!"

Immediately thereafter, gripping his ninja blade, he engaged in close‑quarters combat with those already maddened Mist Ninja.

At the same time he did not forget to form a seal with one hand and unleash a Great Fireball to disrupt their formation.

Unlike the Mist Ninja opposite, they knew that facing this opponent whose swordsmanship was superb and speed astonishing, ninjutsu was hard to inflict effective lethal damage on the enemy and might even injure their own comrades.

Dong Shilang, however, had no such reservations.

While engaging the Mist Ninja in melee, he would from time to time sneak in a Great Fireball or an Impatiens Fire‑like ninjutsu, and occasionally give them an unforgettable deadly glare.

They killed these Mist Ninjas, forcing them into successive retreat.