The Talent of Konoha

"team leader!"

At this moment, the remaining few Konohas came to their senses, and looked in the direction of the day's difference in disbelief.

"Um…"

Saitama was about to deal with these Konoha ninjas a few more times, when he felt some weakness and swelling in his eyes, and then he felt dizzy in his head.

"The pupil power is about to run out...it's a bit troublesome!"

In Saitama's eyes, the kaleidoscope pattern gradually disappeared, and it returned to the state of Sangouyu.

Using the pupil technique one after another will consume a lot of eyes.

Especially just before the death of the third generation, Qiyu used the pupil technique again, which also consumed the little pupil power left.

Although due to physical reasons, pupil strength is gradually recovering, but it is obvious that this is not a short-term thing.

"How to do…"

Several Konoha ninjas looked at each other, looking a little at a loss.

The enemy is right in front of them, but the gap in strength between the enemy and ourselves cannot be smoothed out with just a few people.

The most important point is that they are not combat-type ninjas who are good at fighting, they are all scout-type and contact-type ninjas drawn by Shikajiu.

This time, their mission was to follow behind the day difference and report back the information from here.

But now, the moment the captain of the daily mission saw the enemy, he was instantly killed with two moves, and his life or death was unknown.

Moreover, even the Hokage of the previous generation has already died in the hands of the enemy.

The old man called "Nino", Hokage who had been in power for decades, was already lying on the ground at this time, his body was in tatters and he lost his breath.

"End this side as soon as possible, and then leave."

After making up his mind, Saitama once again set his sights on the ninjas not far away.

"Whoosh!"

The figure disappeared, and white arcs swirled in the air a few times, as if a very spectacular static phenomenon appeared in the air.

Afterwards, several ninjas covered their necks, knelt down on the ground with a bang, and slowly lost their anger.

Saitama wiped them all over their necks in an instant, inflicting fatal wounds.

"Orochimaru…"

It was easy to solve this, Saitama could feel the exhaustion and weakness of his body, but he still looked in the direction of Orochimaru Chakra.

Orochimaru's aura is a little confused, it seems that the state is not very good!

"Da da da!"

After a few steps, he jumped onto the stone wall and ran towards it.

Although Orochimaru is quite strong, his opponent is Jiraiya, the man who has learned senjutsu.

Qiyu still felt that Orochimaru would be at a disadvantage, so he decided to go to provide some assistance, so as to end the chaos here as soon as possible.

At this time, the sky had become gloomy, and it was almost night, and the black sky gradually shrouded the top of the head.

Ordinary people's sight also began to be obstructed, but for Saitama who has mastered the celestial arts, it still has no effect.

The fairy lines on his face had disappeared, and most of the golden circle around his pupils had also disappeared, leaving only a faint trace of pale gold.

Saitama has already exited the state of the immortal mode. After the third generation exploded and he used the pupil technique for the last time, he voluntarily exited that mode.

Not only is the body consumed too much, the body is severely exhausted, but also because the spirit is consumed too much, the control of the celestial chakra has reached a critical point.

Although it is still possible to maintain that immortal state, it will make Saitama a little uncomfortable because it is not a perfect state.

Jumping over the cliff directly, Saitama bypassed the place where he fought with Kakashi and the others.

He sensed that there was still the aura of the Konoha ninja there, so he didn't plan to go there to make up the knife, and he couldn't be sure who was there. If this state passed, he would only be threatened inexplicably.

……

"Haha, Ziraiya! Go to hell!"

Orochimaru held a long sword in his hand, and pierced Jiraiya's shoulder with one. At the same time, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, he drew out the weapon again, and wiped Jiraiya's neck.

On Jiraiya's body, there are several snakes, which are tightly entwining Jiraiya.

And Jiraiya's white hair covered some places, preventing those snakes from biting his important parts.

"Ninja - Needle Jizo!"

He has no fear in himself, although he has just been forced to this level by Orochimaru, he still has a back hand.

As he clasped his hands in front of his chest, the white hair embracing his body instantly hardened and grew longer, and immediately burst the boa constrictor wrapped around him, turning it into white smoke.

And all this is over, it's not over yet, the white hair is like a cloak, wrapping the whole body.

"Ding!"

Orochimaru's grass pheasant sword pierced Jiraiya's hard hair, making a crisp sound.

"Huh?" Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, and was about to withdraw to leave when Jiraiya's counterattack arrived instantly.