Chapter 172 Chapter 172 The 6-year-old child was led to the battlefield...

The battle is coming to an end.

On the final battlefield, Obito sat alone on the tangled roots of the sacred tree, which rose several meters from the ground. He supported his knee with his right hand and supported his side face, looking down with an indifferent expression at the tens of thousands of people approaching the sacred tree.

Dozens of resurrected spirits leaped out of the ranks and instantly charged towards Obito. However, while still in mid-air, they were suddenly crushed into dust by the vortex, showering down from the sky. With a dazed look on their faces, they regrouped on the ground...

Instant kill!

What’s even more terrifying is that those who were not far away, and even the raiders themselves, had no idea how the masked man on the opposite side made his move.

The battlefield was silent for a moment, and the coalition forces gradually stopped. They were only a hundred meters away from the sacred tree, but it seemed as if they had encountered an insurmountable obstacle.

The defensive ninja quietly moved to the front of the team, ready to deal with the impending attack at any time.

The dead silence was not relieved until Hashirama Senju stepped onto the battlefield.

"Leave that person to me, you guys..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Obito's light voice: "I don't want to interrupt you, but being too confident is not good."

Obito stood up slowly, jumped down from a high place lightly, and suddenly disappeared in mid-air, appearing behind Hashirama.

"Fire Style, Storm Dance."

The strong wind, accompanied by the raging flames, instantly swept through the front line of the ninja army.

Fortunately, Hashirama reacted extremely quickly. A huge wooden shield with a hideous face blocked the crowd and collided with the raging flames in an instant, giving the front-line defense troops a moment to breathe.

The iron chain blocked the powerful blow from Hashirama's ninja sword. The fierce sound of metal clashing continued, accompanied by the extremely fast physical confrontation between the two men, which resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

In just a moment, the coalition forces took the opportunity to bypass the two and rushed towards the sacred tree. However, what was waiting for them ahead was not the unguarded sacred tree, but several figures wearing Akatsuki robes and with the Rinnegan in their eyes.

…

An unusually familiar battle pattern...

It was so familiar that Hashirama vaguely recalled the battlefield before he shook hands with the Uchiha and made peace. He and Madara also faced each other amid the shouts of their clansmen fighting each other. The sense of crisis where every sword was deadly stimulated his whole body to be extremely clear-headed. A wrong step would bring the shadow of death to himself.

Even the weapons are identical.

It's certain he's not Madara.

But what is equally certain is that he is absolutely inseparable from Ban!

Hashirama's eyes flickered.

A wooden dragon suddenly jumped out of the ground and hit Obito's face. Unfortunately, the man was in mid-air, and the moment his mask was shattered, the wooden dragon seemed to have lost its target and passed through the man's body.

Under the mask was an unfamiliar Uchiha face with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips. Under Hashirama's incredulous gaze, he made a seal exactly the same as the one on his hand.

"Wood Release, the tree world is born!"

The trees and thorns intertwined, instantly destroying Hashirama's idea of ​​creating a favorable terrain.

Hashirama pursed his lips and looked at the ever-growing thorn forest. As a fellow Wood Release user, he could sense the other's vitality, though different, yet equally vigorous and friendly. "Who are you?"

"Who knows?" Obito chuckled, still in the mood to ask back: "I know everything you know, so what are you going to do?"

He looks like he deserves a beating. If someone else were there, they would probably be furious.

However, Hashirama did not have much emotional fluctuation because he could sense that a familiar and huge sharp chakra body was rapidly approaching the battlefield.

A figure in red armor stood beside him, accompanied by the sound of whistling wind.

Without looking back, he saw the coalition forces barely holding on in the distance and ordered, "A quick fight and a quick decision."

Hashirama wasn't sure if there was any truth to what the other Wood Release User said about knowing everything, but in a two-on-one situation, as long as he was dealt with as quickly as possible, no matter how powerful the other Wood Release User was, it would be useless.

The wooden man and Susanoo rose from the ground, and the terrain that had previously been changed by trees and thorns was flattened in an instant.

The sea of ​​fire poured down.

No one in the coalition forces in the distance dared to approach the sacred tree, as any close approach would drain all their chakra. They could only try to break through the blockade of Six Paths of Pain and directly cut off the branches of the sacred tree from a distance.

But now, they have been affected by the battlefield here and have been forced to retreat further and further, and have been beaten to the other end of the sacred tree.

Obito remained calm, relying on the power of his Mangekyo to move his body flexibly and avoid the digging attacks that covered everything.

"According to previous information, he can only remain in the Hollow form for about 20 minutes. Don't give him any chance to breathe." Hashirama said calmly.

He raised his hands and formed seals, showing no intention of underestimating the opponent, and prepared for Wood Release and the Shin Thousand Hands.

At this moment, the ground stretching for dozens of kilometers across the battlefield suddenly collapsed.

Rocks flew out and countless fine sand and dust gushed out like a tide. After the flames were extinguished in an instant, they were immediately replaced by the remaining sparks, causing continuous explosions.

By the time the explosion on the other side of the sacred tree was quelled by the waves created by the coalition forces, the battlefield had become extremely muddy.

On the other side of the sacred tree, Hashirama, Madara and Obito were not greatly affected by the accident. They just looked at the sky vigilantly through the thick haze.

Another outsider suddenly broke into the battlefield before the three of them could react, and with a clear goal, he pulled Madara down from Susanoo's mid-air and threw him heavily onto the devastated battlefield.

The burnt charcoal cracked, and black ashes flew into the air along with half-dried dust and gravel.

When the smoke and dust cleared, only two overlapping figures could be seen.

"Oh, the fight is quite intense~" Ali smiled and sat on Ban's back, crossing his legs to suppress the other's hands that were trying to form seals to break free from the restraints: "Do you mind if I join you?"

Looking at the mess on Madara's body and the black stains on his face, Obito froze for a moment, almost laughing to tears, but without stopping his hands, he took out his mobile phone and took the classic 10 consecutive photos.

"Haha, old man, you are too lame."

"Remember to give me a copy when you get back." Ali winked at Obito, his voice light.

Obito raised his eyebrows and gave an OK gesture.

On the cold and cruel battlefield, the atmosphere suddenly became weird because of the interaction between the three people.

Madara took a deep breath silently, half-supported himself and tilted his head slightly, trying hard to control his body so as not to flip the person on top of him: "Get up."

Hashirama stood on the wooden man's head, looking at Ali who suddenly appeared on the battlefield. His brain was dazed for a moment, and there was an unconcealable emptiness and dull pain in his heart.

Tobirama, gone...

But Ali's happiness didn't last long.

She stood up reluctantly, and caught a glimpse of the blood-red color that quickly lit up the night sky in the distance. The corners of her lips gradually straightened until the smile completely disappeared.

In the center of the battlefield next to the sacred tree, Jiraiya, who was missing in the intelligence, and Tsunade, together with the Kage-level powerful men from other countries, once again faced the Six Paths of Pain and fought on the front line.

Among the coalition forces, a yellow-haired child about 6 years old was distributing the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox to the coalition forces in order to better deal with the various summoned beasts from the Animal Path, and tried to take this opportunity to use Wind Escape to cut down the sacred tree from a distance.

"Speaking of which..." Ali's voice turned completely cold.

"Is that child also part of your war plan?"