Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

boom! Boom boom! !

The Sand Village ninjas fleeing in the valley were like frightened sheep.

Even though there was constant fire and wind coming from overhead, they still did not stop fleeing. Every face was pale with fear, as if there was a brutal and ruthless hunter chasing them.

But, in fact, it was not the hunters who were chasing them.

But they are their compatriots and trusted companions.

"Dame, are you crazy?! Do you know what you are doing?!"

At this moment, Rasa's body was no longer under his control. He had used his bloodline limit to its maximum limit, and the only thing he could do was roar in anger.

Because he had previously cooperated with Duomu in the human puppet experiment, Duomu knew the structure of his current puppet body very well and was able to take away control of his body with just one finger.

As for the other fingers of Duomu...

"what!"

"don't want!!"

"Lord Duomu! Why?!"

Not far in front of Rasa, countless Sand Village ninjas were wailing in pain with fear on their faces, but their bodies were rushing towards Nagato and the other man like desperate warriors.

"Of course I know."

A gloomy and cold voice came from behind Luo Sha.

The gold dust that originally belonged to Luo Sha now protected him like a star ring. His ten fingers flew in the air so fast that they even left several afterimages. He said viciously, "They killed Saori, they must die!"

As he spoke, a chakra line extended from his hand, connecting several Sand Ninjas and controlling them, and they took a running leap and attacked amidst wailing.

There were still some remaining human puppets controlled by spells, rushing towards Yahiko Nagato from all directions with numb faces.

"Asshole! How dare you?!"

Looking at the "puppets" that kept pouring in around him, Yahiko felt like his chest was about to explode with anger.

Nagato, who was besieged by countless Sand Ninjas, had a gloomy expression but was still ruthless. The nine thorns behind him produced several sonic booms in the air, and heads filled with fear and resentment mixed with blood were thrown into the air.

The chakra threads connected to the headless corpses mercilessly turned to other people, leaving only the corpses without heads and threads rolling on the ground as the background. The whole scene was like a puppeteer performing a puppet show with puppets pulled by strings.

There is no doubt that with Nagato and Yahiko's current strength, these Sand Village ninjas pose no threat to them.

But, ten? Fifty?

No, Duomu, the "puppet master", is in charge of the life and death of hundreds of "puppets".

He controlled Luo Sha to use gold sand to guard him. The only remaining gap in the valley had been blocked by the gold sand. The threat from the air ninja above had been completely eliminated. At this moment, no one could escape or come in.

Even though countless heads were chopped off by Yahiko and Nagato under his control, even though countless corpses were piled up like mountains and bleeding under his control, Duomu looked at the besieged Nagato and Yahiko indifferently from beginning to end.

Aren't you good at fighting? Aren't you very strong? Then how many people can you kill?

Everyone here is a puppet in his hands. He wants to use nearly a thousand Sand Village ninjas and human puppets to kill Nagato and Yahiko here!

Duomu's right index finger moved slightly, and Rasa stretched out his right hand uncontrollably and clenched his fist towards Yahiko and Nagato.

Magnetic Style: Gold Dust Beyblade!

Thousands of gold sands are attracted to one point, and they appear to be converging at high speed like streams of light, colliding with each other and condensing into a cone emitting golden light!

However, before the huge golden sand cone could fully condense, it was chopped off by Yahiko's cremation sword without hesitation!

boom! !

In an instant, a huge golden flower bloomed in the air, and the brilliant golden light instantly illuminated the dark valley.

"Get out of my way, little brat! Don't get in my way!!"

It seemed that there was only Nagato in Duomu's bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to use gold dust instead of teeth to tear the opponent's flesh and bones, but Yahiko who was standing in front of him blocked it again and again.

More gold sand surged in like a tide, and scorching flames also rushed up from Yahiko's side. Within the range of the magnetic field of the bloodline limit, the charged metal particles collided with the scorching flame shock waves.

In the light that was disturbed like ripples of water, the collision of flames and gold sand continued to sound, and the surrounding mountain walls made a sound of being unable to bear the heavy weight.

With each collision, the iron tree and silver flowers burst out with fire and heat, but this iron tree and silver flowers were no different from a sea of ​​fire and a mountain of knives. Each of their "petals" blooming in the sky was made of gold and water at nearly a thousand degrees.

In the nearly closed valley, the surrounding temperature rapidly rose from its original low temperature. Countless Sand Ninjas were enveloped by the scorching heat. Waves of burnt and smelly white smoke rose up, accompanied by painful wails.

Even Nagato felt the heat, his skin starting to heal after being burned.

"Hey!"

Only Yahiko remained unmoved. He swung out a flaming blade again, killing the charging Sand Ninja. He glanced at Nagato behind him and gritted his teeth, "What were you doing down there? What's wrong with that guy?"

"nothing."

Nagato held the Sand Ninja's kunai with his short sword, and a thorn from behind instantly flew out and pierced his head. He said in a cold tone: "I just killed his wife in front of him. The method was a bit rough."

Hearing this, Yahiko subconsciously looked into the distance and saw the corpse under Duomu's feet. He couldn't help but twitch his face and shouted, "You squeezed someone's wife into a mummy!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Nagato also said coldly, "Do you think I'm willing to use that move? It's very troublesome for those two guys to cooperate!"

Multi-purpose's wife Saori is the best medical ninja in the entire Sand Village after Chiyo. In fact, her talent and level in poison making are even better than her mother-in-law Chiyo.

As Chiyo's son, Duomu has perfectly inherited Chiyo's puppeteer legacy. His ability in "precision control" of chakra lines is even better.

With the ability to make poisons and puppets, coupled with the tacit understanding between husband and wife, no one knows how many people have died at their hands.

Even Nagato, the "ghost" with the strongest healing ability besides Kumokawa, who was almost able to regenerate severed limbs within seconds, was unable to heal his injuries quickly after being poisoned by that woman.

The damage caused to the body by the poison used by that woman was almost exactly the same as his healing ability.

The reason why Nagato dared to let Yahiko leave directly to chase Rasa, and dared to stay alone to face the siege of hundreds of puppets, was because of his powerful healing ability as a "ghost".

But now, the healing ability is almost ineffective, and the wounds on his body are gradually killing him. If he is hit in a vital part, he will most likely die.

"That woman is a greater threat." Nagato realized this instantly.

So he used "Flash Sheath·Prison Sand Gate" to burst out his speed instantly, and bypassed the many eyes blocking his way with his uncatchable body movements.

From the time Duomu lost sight of him when he was caught off guard, to the time he reacted instantly and controlled the puppet to rush towards Nagato, the entire process only took one or two seconds. In other cases, no one would have had time to launch an effective attack.

This is what Duomu thought when he reacted, and even Saori thought the same when she saw Nagato swinging the dagger in his hand to block it.

Several human puppets attacked from all around, surrounded Nagato's figure in the middle, jumped high and then slashed down with their swords.

However, the moment Saori raised her hand to block the dagger.

boom! boom! !

The attacks of those human puppets missed, several hand knives chopped on the ground, and Nagato disappeared again.

"Saori! Behind you..."

As soon as Duomu's horrified voice came out of her mouth, Saori heard a voice as cold as snow behind her, licking her neck, making her hair stand on end.

"Blood Demon Art: Extreme Death Thorn."

puff! !

The slightly dazed expression on Saori's face was forever frozen at that moment. The thorns behind Nagato were like the scythe of the god of death, piercing her neck without any pain, only extremely cold death.

The moment Saori realized she was dead, her consciousness fell into darkness.

Saori's death was as light as a feather, but this blow was not as easy as it looked. This was already Nagato's fastest speed at the moment.

A body that cannot be healed due to poisoning means that Nagato only has one chance.

He gambled and won.

Even to be on the safe side, fearing that the woman was not dead yet, under Duomu's bloody gaze, Nagato directly used his ability to drain her flesh and blood.

The final result is the scene before our eyes.

Duomu, who caused his wife's death due to his momentary mistake, completely lost his mind and went mad.

"Be careful with that gold dust."

Nagato glanced at the gold dust that was floating around the two of them after being blasted by Yahiko, and subconsciously reminded Yahiko.

"You don't need to remind me." Yahiko curled his lips and said casually, "The temperature of over a thousand degrees Celsius from that knife just now is enough to destroy and eliminate the magnetism of metal. Look, the gold sand that I melted has not moved anymore."

Hearing this, Nagato subconsciously glanced at the gold dust scattered on the ground around him. He seemed to suddenly remember something, his face changed, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Idiot, the magnetism of gold dust is different from that of iron!"

The moment the words fell, the pupils of Duomu in the distance froze.

From the beginning to the end, condensing gold sand for attacking was not his purpose. His real purpose was to make Nagato and Yahiko feel threatened and blow them up directly.

Yahiko no longer controlled the gold sand that was knocked down and melted by his scorching blade. All of it floated in the air or fell to the ground. Yahiko subconsciously thought that he could not control the metal at a temperature of thousands of degrees.

What Duomu wants is his mentality.

"go to hell!!"

Duomu's expression turned ferocious and he suddenly pulled his arms back. The controlled human puppets around him instantly surrounded and attacked. Luo Sha, who was in puppet state, also skipped the process of making seals.

"Magnetic Style: Gold Dust Rain!"

In an instant, the iron flowers and stardust that were originally scattered and flying in the air roared up in an instant. It was a real roar composed of countless sharp sounds sounding at the same time.

Countless golden lights shot towards Nagato and Yahiko in the center with a roar.

Each beam of golden light was a shot of gold sand, and it looked like dense and shocking meteors breaking through the dust and haze, launching a fatal destructive attack towards one place!

The only thing Nagato could do at this moment was to use nine thorns to protect Yahiko beside him.

puff!puff!

In that instant, more than half of the gold dust shot into the thorns and got stuck, but a small portion of the gold dust, as tiny as gravel, passed through the gaps in the thorns and directly pierced through Yahiko's body, bones, flesh, and heart...

"puff!"

Despite the protection of Nagato's thorns, and despite using breathing techniques to control his muscles to block the wound.

But except for his head which he protected tightly, Yahiko, whose whole body was covered with needle-sized wounds, still knelt on the ground and spat out blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

Yahiko's lack of experience was instantly exposed when facing a true elite ninja.

He was too careless. Duomu was not as irrational as he looked. The attack he released after enduring for a long time was too terrifying and sudden, and he had no time to guard against it.

"Damn guy!"

Seeing this, Nagato's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Duomu with a hint of ferocity on his face.

He had not taken any precautions at all. No matter how much gold sand there was, the wound that pierced his body was only the size of a pinhole. The damage to him was almost zero, and the wound healed the moment it pierced his body.

However, it was fatal to Yahiko.

Nagato, who usually had a bad relationship with Yahiko, could no longer suppress his anger on his expressionless face after seeing his miserable condition.

A deep bluish-black color appears beneath the exposed skin.

The next moment, blood burst out from the back behind him like iron scales blooming, and several eerie and twisted scarlet thorns grew out like wings of flesh, blood, and bones, leaving a bloody afterimage in front of him.

Each one burst into a scarlet blood arc, and before one arc of blood had dissipated, the next one would appear. The half-moon-like red light had Nagato as its center, just like the tracks left by water birds on the lake.

However, these tracks were scarlet and enchanting, and looked like blood-colored lotuses. They swept up chaotic and disordered air currents around them, directly blowing away the gold sand!

This method of using force to overcome cleverness is violent and brutal. When the sound barrier is torn apart, the explosion of air flow seems ethereal and makes people shiver.

"Cough cough!"

Yahiko, who was like a rag doll, coughed up a mouthful of blood and slowly stood up. The blood was squeezed out from the wound by the blood pressure and fell into a pool of blood.

"Five minutes." Yahiko closed his eyes, supported his body with the knife, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please buy me five minutes."

Nagato defended himself with all his might, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

Yahiko didn't say anything, he answered with practical actions.

A pressure originating from the soul rose from Yahiko's seemingly thin body, and light and heat surged out of him.

The burning heat from the depths of the soul surged out from the body, and the extremely high temperature enveloped the blade in the hand. A blazing red light bloomed, and it seemed as if a sun was lit in the valley where the sun could not be seen. Just one look at it would burn you to ashes.

The originally solid sword began to deform after being heated to a bright red color, until it was completely melted by the terrifying heat and turned into molten iron, floating beneath the body.

A moist, soft, and strong voice rang out in Yahiko's ears.

That was the heartbeat, the heartbeat of the sword.