In the Sand Village, the clones are everywhere, and the Arkham game begins

Chapter 23 Konoha White Fang
"Something's wrong! An extremely large amount of chakra is approaching!"

Suddenly, a Sand Village sensory ninja who was guarding the outer edge of the encirclement shouted loudly.

Ishido, who was manipulating a puppet to chop off the head of a Yamanaka clan ninja, frowned slightly, made a prompt decision, and gave the order.

"Change the mission objective, kill the Uchiha ninja, seize the Sharingan and evacuate immediately!"

All the Sunagakure ninjas, including Shimizu, instantly concentrated their firepower on the Uchiha.

As for the Konoha Chunin, he was tightly entangled by the Salamander controlled by Scorpion.

To be honest, that Uchiha's performance was very impressive. Relying on his pair of magatama Sharingan, he managed to fend off the siege of a special jonin and two chuunins, and only suffered minor injuries.

But no matter how strong he was, he could hardly stop the siege of a group of people.

He had just dodged hundreds of poison needles with the dynamic vision of the Sharingan, and dodged four or five flying ninjutsu with the exquisite fire escape technique. Just as he was trying to find a weak point to break through, a powerful iron fist hit him.

It was obvious that this Uchiha's reaction and fighting abilities were much stronger than the previous sword-wielding ninja. Almost in an instant, he drew out the wakizashi from his waist to block in front of him to absorb the force, and at the same time, he did a handsome backflip and jumped backwards.

In just a few seconds, except for some inevitable internal injuries caused by the shock when relieving the force, this Uchiha ninja can almost be said to have escaped unscathed!

This is the Uchiha who opened the Sharingan!
Relying on the Sharingan, they can perfectly perform physical skills and ninjutsu to the highest level, and have a huge bonus to illusion techniques, making them invincible in competitions of the same level.

After delivering this punch, Shimizu retreated, relying only on long-range weapons such as poison needles and kunai to defend against the enemy.

The cylinders in the left and right arms need to be recharged with compressed air. Although this only takes about ten seconds with the assistance of chakra lines, it still takes time.

The three special jonin rushed forward and besieged Uchiha Chi from all angles.

Two seconds later.

"Stop him!"

Seeing Ye controlling the puppet, he shouted anxiously.

However, Uchiha Chi knew that there was no hope of escape, so he took the initiative to put his fingers into his eye sockets, trying to destroy the Sharingan at the last second before death.

Blood splattered, Uchiha Qian's fingers were cut off on the spot by the flying knife shot by the puppet, and a bloody mark appeared on his neck.

The next moment, the head fell to the ground, and the two magatama in the scarlet Sharingan spun rapidly. The remnants of the third magatama appeared faintly, but dimmed due to the lack of sufficient chakra support.

"Oh no! It's coming!"

The Perceptive Ninja of the Sand Village exclaimed.

And at the end of the field of vision, on the other side of the sand dunes, a white light flashed across the earth like lightning.

Seeing this scene, Qingshui hurriedly took off the fat puppet.

The fat puppet has no problem beating up mid-level and lower-level ninjas, but once it encounters a special jonin who specializes in speed, it will probably become a target, not to mention that the person coming is obviously not an ordinary enemy.

"Damn it... It's the White Fang... Everyone, retreat!"

Seeing this scene, Ishihu didn't bother to get entangled, turned around, controlled a few puppets, took Qingshui and Xie, and ran all the way.

Qingshui, who was carried by a puppet that was more than two meters tall, hurriedly used chakra lines to pull back the fat puppet and the little boy, and sealed them in the sealing scroll on his back.

Compared to Ishido, Jiuyi seems to be a little more unlucky and a little more greedy.

He wanted to take the Uchiha's head.

Even if we fail to capture Uchiha alive, bringing back a pair of Sharingan would be a great achievement.

It's just that he miscalculated.

Nara Hirano, who had been chopped off half of his body by the puppet and seemed to have died long ago, opened his eyes at this moment and barely made a seal with one hand.

"Shadow Mimicry."

Because Nara Hirano was close to death at this time, his consciousness was blurred, and even Ninjutsu was difficult to maintain normally, which lasted less than two seconds. But these two seconds determined the distance between life and death.

Two seconds later, Jonin-level chakra erupted from Jiuyi's body, forcibly breaking free from the restraints of the shadow imitation technique.

But in less than five seconds, the white lightning had arrived at the battlefield from the end of the desert in the distance.

He was a thin, white-haired man of medium height.

Hatake Sakumo!

"Konoha Bai..."

"Shh!"

In an instant, a white light flashed across the field of vision.

As long as Jiuyi is not dead, he is still a Jonin after all, so he will not be treated like grass in front of a Kage-level strongman.

But it's not much better.

The kunai in his hand broke, and there was a scratch on his brown vest, with a faint trace of blood spreading from it.

"Konoha White Fang...why are you here?"

Hatake Sakumo did not answer, but looked at the fallen Konoha ninjas with a sad face. The lightning on the White Fang short sword in his hand became more and more dazzling.

There was another white light one after another.

After a few breaths, a man's head fell to the ground.

Hatake Sakumo sighed.

Of Konoha's six elite team, only the last two are still alive, and one of them is Nara Hirano, who is on his last breath.

He is destined not to live long.

The remaining one is the middle-aged ninja.

The moment Hatake Sakumo arrived, he was seriously injured and broke the last string, falling to the ground unconscious.

"It seems that among us, only Jingyou can return alive. He is always so lucky."

Nara Hirano, who had his bleeding stopped by Hatake Sakumo and was fed a military pill, said with a cough.

"Sakumo-sama must be injured, otherwise it wouldn't take so long to deal with that jonin."

Hatake Sakumo didn't answer, but just held Nara Hirano's shoulders.

"Hirano, I will take you back to the village."

"No need, Master Sakumo. My injuries are so severe that even Master Tsunade cannot save me. You must dispose of our bodies here to prevent the Sunagakure from obtaining information from our bodies. Just bring our ashes back to the village."

Hatake Sakumo pursed his lips and uttered a word.

"it is good."

"Ahem, and the Sunagakure team that besieged us this time was led by Ishido of the puppet corps. There are two very young puppeteers in it, but they are much stronger than their peers. If you still have the strength to spare, please be sure to eliminate them. This will be a threat to the village in the future. If you can't, please be sure to bring the information back to the village. Finally... please... solve the pain... in me..."

Nara Hirano's breath became weaker and weaker, and his speech became less and less clear.

Hatake Sakumo sighed again, reached out and broke Nara Hirano's neck.

"I'm sorry, I may not be able to chase you any further to avenge you, nor can I bring all of you home."

(End of this chapter)