"Is this the Graveyard of the Mountains? It's more amazing than the photos! "
Aoyama looked at the huge skeleton in the distance. The gray bones were weather-beaten, standing for countless years without falling. It was a miracle.
"Aoyama, you're here!" Anko hooked Aoyama's neck and pinched Aoyama's cheek.
"Anko san, don't make trouble, I have a mission now!" Aoyama's tone was very helpless, enduring Anko's harassment, and asked about the situation. "What's the situation now? Is there any news? For example, the traces of Uchiha Madara or Kabuto. "
"No, we don't dare to get too close. My Byakugan barely caught their traces an hour ago. I don't know if they're there now." Tokuma said softly.
"There's also a terrible Chakra underground. My insects are afraid of it and don't dare to get close. Even if I force them, it's useless." Oda added.
"So it's like that!"
Aoyama broke free from Anko's clutches, straightened his clothes, and stepped forward.
"Anko san, please keep an eye on him. If Madara is really here, contact the headquarters. I'll go and meet Uchiha Madara and Kabuto, my old friend!"
Anko stretched out her hand to stop Aoyama.
"Do you plan to go alone?"
"Of course, this is the plan from the beginning. Anko san, I know what you want to say. Don't worry about me. I'm still very confident in my strength. You can help me."
Without letting Anko speak, Aoyama quickly rushed to the Graveyard of the Mountains. He didn't hide his aura at all.
Looking at Aoyama's back, the third member of the team couldn't help but say. "That opponent is the legendary Uchiha Madara. Even if it's Aoyama -sama, isn't it too much to be alone?"
"Don't worry, Lanhua. Aoyama -sama is very strong. Even if it's Uchiha Madara, so what?" Tobirama Hyuga was full of confidence in Aoyama. He had already opened his Byakugan, watching the movements of the Mountain Cemetery.
"Chase after them. Don't get too close to them, but don't get too far away either!" Anko led her team to follow behind Aoyama.
In the forest.
The emerald green forest was filled with a primitive aura. There were no traces of humans. The dense ancient trees were like giant umbrellas holding up the sky. Layers upon layers of branches and green leaves weaved into a seamless umbrella surface, blocking the scorching sun and bringing with it a hint of gloomy coldness.
Mountain Cemetery.
In the base below, Zetsu suddenly appeared in front of Hoodlum with a strange smile on his face. "Hoodlum, we have a guest. It's that brat Tsuka Aoyama! Alone. "
He didn't care about the Red Bean Squad at all. In his eyes, the Red Bean Squad wasn't a threat at all. Only Aoyama was worth his attention.
"Alone? Is that brat looking for death? "Hoodlum looked at Zetsu doubtfully." Check carefully. Is he really alone? "
"Yes. Don't you trust my ability? In addition to that brat, it's the Kiba Squad. "Zetsu emphasized. There was no doubt about it.
"Alone? Heh heh, is that kid crazy? " Hoodlum's eyes were mixed with surprise and confusion. It was good news to be able to kill Aoyama before the war, but he was confused because he didn't think that Aoyama was a brainless idiot. He wouldn't do something like that.
"Be careful. Since Aoyama dared to come, he must have something to rely on. Don't fail miserably." Kabuto smiled.
"Hmph. I don't need you to worry about me. Let's go out and meet that brat. I want to see what he can do." Hoodlum went straight to the room and walked towards the ground.
"I'll go and play too. It's been a long time since I met Aoyama. The last time we met was when we were capturing the Sanbi. I was defeated by that bastard Aoyama. That scene is still fresh in my memory." Kabuto followed Hoodlum's footsteps. Hoodlum ignored him.
Standing on the huge skeleton, Aoyama scanned the surroundings. There was no one around.
"We meet again, brat!"
A cold wind blew behind his head. Aoyama swung his sword and slashed at a round fan. Then, a majestic force bounced back and sent Aoyama flying.
"How violent!" Hoodlum waved the round fan in his hand and stood on the skeleton, looking down at Aoyama.
"You have the nerve to say such words. Since you claim to be Uchiha Madara, you should at least have the demeanor of a master!" Aoyama rubbed his wrist. His wrist was a little sore.
"Hmph, a battle is a battle. What's the point of talking about etiquette? But to be able to block my attack, your perception is very sharp! "Hoodlum snorted." What do you want to do here alone? "
Aoyama's eyes drooped and looked at Hoodlum with disdain. "Do you think I'm here to play? Then I'll have to trouble you to be my guide. I'm very curious about what's underground. "
"Tsk, smooth talker."
"You flatter me!"
… ….
"Wood Release: Cutting Technique!"
"Hit Bai Lei!"
The lightning flashed and shattered the wooden pole and passed through Hoodlum's body without causing any damage.
The battle happened very quickly. In just a breath's time, a round of probing was over. In the end, neither side gained the upper hand. Hoodlum's attack was suppressed by Aoyama, but Hoodlum also didn't receive any damage. Both sides returned empty-handed.
"Space-Time Ninjutsu is really good. Even I'm jealous of it!" Aoyama praised. In his heart, he was indeed a little regretful. He really didn't have any talent in this aspect.
"Wood Release: Chaos of Hell!"
Hoodlum didn't talk nonsense with Aoyama and directly continued to fight without wasting any time.
Trees broke out of the ground one after another. The trees were full of thorns and vines. The sharp thorns were dim, but no one doubted their lethality.
Looking at the spiraling thorny vines that were whizzing towards her, Moonlight also began to go all out.
Sage Mode!
Bankai!
Aoyama directly used Seed Explosion and flapped the ice wings behind him, leaving the attack range of the thorns and vines. This time, it was Aoyama's turn to look down on Hoodlum.
"Next, let's have a good competition!" Aoyama's face was calm as the eight dragons around him bared their fangs and brandished their claws, crazily devouring the natural energy.
"Bird Icicle!"
Aoyama waved his long sword, and suddenly, a large shadow appeared in the sky. Icicles that were as thick as a forearm shot down, launching an attack that covered a large area, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.
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