Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 979 The Guardian

"It should be here."

Turning through three forks in a row, and walking for about a minute and a half, Uzumaki finally stopped and looked up at the ordinary door in front of him.

Wooden material, brown-red color, copper handle, and the house number 207 on the surface. No matter how you look at it, this door is no different from an ordinary office door.

But thanks to the information passed by Heijue, Uzumaki knew what was hidden behind the door, and that was exactly the goal of their operation: the information on the Art of Forbidden Space.

It doesn't matter whether it's a disguise or a deception, in short, this is the database of Yunyin Village. Although it looks ordinary on the surface, it contains a sealing technique that is extremely difficult to detect.

Uzumaki said that he could clearly sense it.

Moreover, the cracking is full of confidence.

Almost without any delay, Whirlpool Cheng gently stretched out a finger, and the fingertips paused above the doorknob, with only a few centimeters between them, and tiny golden threads penetrated into it, moving back and forth flexibly like picking a lock.

1 minute passed, 2 minutes passed...

Obito watched Uzumaki Makoto's movements from behind, and seeing that the other party stopped suddenly, he was a little confused, so he subconsciously asked, "Senior Makoto, who is this?"

"Shh~ don't bother me."

The index finger was in front of the mouth, Wei Weicheng frowned tightly, and said something without looking back, and then another 2 minutes later, as if he had discovered something, he let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly turned his wrist, with the belly of his fingers upward, and slightly hooked it in. A yellow light flashed through the door, and there was a crackling sound, as if something had quietly broken.

Then, there was a click from the handles.

Obito opened his eyes wide, obviously not understanding what happened just now, seeing Uzumaki gently holding the handle and gently pushing it inward, he couldn't help opening his mouth slightly.

"No, it's weird!"

Suddenly, Whirlpool suddenly retreated, and retreated a few meters away in an instant, and in the next second, the wooden door was hit hard and shattered with a bang.

The broken wooden slats and pieces of wood were shot outward like shotguns, with great force, hitting the wall and smashing into a pile of flying sawdust.

A sudden change occurred, Obito instinctively operated Kamui, and the wooden blocks and slats passed through the body surface.

The next moment, perhaps because he stood too conspicuously at the door, the attack from the room, a purple-black fist, hit the head directly with the sound of whistling wind.

Then, it also traversed the past.

"what?"

There was a soft cry, and with the sound, the whole picture of the attacker appeared in front of Makoto Uzumaki and Obito:

It was a hale and hearty old man with a gray beard and a short sleeve. He exuded a ferocious aura, like an ancient desolate beast that wanted to choose someone and devour it!
After brushing shoulders with Obito, the old man kept on walking, and he swung his fist with all his strength, as if he had no time to stop, and stabbed straight into the wall, creating a milky white air wave in an instant.

Bang!Click!

The wall made of reinforced concrete seemed to have turned into a fragile biscuit. In front of the old man's fist, it was poured to the elbow in an instant without blocking it for a moment, and a series of cracks bloomed around it.

Obito came to his senses and hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the old man, but Uzumaki Makoto, who was a beat faster than him, had already released more than a dozen golden threads, and in a blink of an eye, they had already entangled the old man's strong body layer by layer.

The next moment, the golden threads tightened and came into contact with the purple-black skin, but there were bursts of piercing creaking sounds, as if the gold and iron were rubbing crazily, and a string of sparks splashed out.

The old man did not dismember the body as Uzumaki had expected, and when he sensed the golden thread binding him, not only did he not panic, but his arm trembled, and the arm was pulled out from the wall, and then he spun around twice in an instant with his left leg as the axis. .

clap clap clap...

The sound of silk threads breaking was endless, and golden lights flickered like scattered fireflies filling the corridor, crackling and volleying on the wall, scratching pieces of wall skin.

"The little one who tried to steal my cloud secret technique, today is the day of your death!"

With a trash talk in his mouth, the old man spun around, looking at Obito who was rushing towards him, smiled coldly, and directly took advantage of the momentum of the spin, and swept an uppercut from the side, the target was still the head.

boom!
This punch, dispelling the atmosphere, actually created a storm, and Obito used the blur in a split second, dodging the fatal blow, and continued to step forward, the blur ended, and the palm of his hand was within ten centimeters of the old man's body in an instant.

"Want to touch the old man? That's what you want."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the old man faintly sensed the nature of the opponent's ability, so he simply twisted the sole of his foot again to increase the centripetal force, and the uppercut he swung did not take back, the whole person seemed to turn into a tornado, and directly crushed Obito!

"not good!"

Discovering the old man's plan, seeing the other party rushing towards him like a big truck, Obitu's secret path is not good, and wanted to use the blur to evade again, but the old man's response speed was too fast, this time there was no time.

Boom!Click!Click!
A loud noise spread through the end of the corridor, and Otu suddenly felt pain in his arm, which was already broken. Immediately afterwards, there was a strong force coming from his chest, shoulders, and waist, as if being hit head-on by a rhinoceros.

In a blink of an eye, it blasted into the rear wall like a shell.

"The ability to transform reality into reality..."

"It means that if you want to attack, you have to switch from the incorporeal body back to the physical body. This kind of small trick should not be used to show your embarrassment in front of the old man."

The thigh paused, the tornado stopped, the old man indifferently looked at Obito embedded in the wall, bleeding all over his body, and his breath was sluggish, and commented disdainfully.

Then, he turned his head and looked for another trace.

Just at this moment, there was a cracking sound above his head, and the old man looked up subconsciously, and saw a golden light flashing on the ceiling, the electric light was broken, and the corridor was instantly darkened.

"I want to deprive the old man of my vision..."

Before the thought settled in his mind, the extreme premonition of danger came, and the old man threw himself to the side without even thinking about it. The air in his original position was suddenly twisted, but other than that, there seemed to be no other reaction.

"What is that..."

Just got up from the ground, before thinking about what he saw out of the corner of his eye, his intuition warned him again, the old man simply rolled on his side, wanting to continue to avoid that——

Formless and formless, it seemed like an extremely dangerous attack.

But this time, he was a beat slower.

The air twisted violently again, and in the quiet dark corridor, the old man's tumbling body stagnated slightly. Following the inertia, he rolled two more times, and then slowly stopped.

When the perspective is zoomed in, the old man's head, chest, and shoulders on both sides have all disappeared without a trace, and white bone stubbles emerge with flesh and blood.

At the position where he just rolled over, a half-meter-wide pit was faintly visible, leading directly to the downstairs, and the faint light from below illuminated the pale face of the whirlpool.

"Liangyi... seal."

Five meters away from the old man's body, Whirlpool slowly lowered his raised arm, and turned his gaze to the back of his right hand, where the pattern of gray light flashed.

"Reverse Current... Whether I live or die this time is up to you."

Sighing deeply, feeling the unstoppable dissipation of the chakra all over his body, without any intention of stopping, the whirlpool turned with his thoughts, and quietly activated the power of the brand.

(End of this chapter)