Chapter 832: Three generations of Naruto

Everyone's expressions were complicated, and they were silent and speechless. Only Sarutobi Hitoshi stood up excitedly at this moment and said: "Teacher, you are Naruto, the most important ninja in the village, how can you go to risk, leave it to me, I am the most besides you here. Strong, I will definitely stop them." Qianshoujian smiled and nodded in his heart. Just now, the reason why he didn't make a sound for the first time was to observe everyone's expressions.
Among them, Danzo's hesitation, Uchiha mirror's indifference, and Menyan and Koharu's withdrawal were all in his eyes. Only Sarutobi Hizen barely hesitated and stepped forward resolutely.
He is very satisfied with this, this is the ninja the village needs.
He slowly got up, took a look at everyone, and then beheaded to Sarutobi: "Monkey...you must protect the people in the village who worship you and trust you...and also cultivate the ability to entrust the next era to Their descendants..."
"From tomorrow, you will be... the third generation of Hokage!"
"What?" This sentence is no less shocking than when Qianshoujian said that he was going to act as a bait. Danzo's pupils contracted slightly, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was at this time. Annoyed, angry, regretted. Shame, jealousy, all filled my heart.
If... If I didn't hesitate just now, what would happen...
He doesn't know, and will never know.
"You leave now, monkey, the village will be entrusted to you, although you are a little young and the burden is a little heavy, but I believe in you. In you, I see the light of hope, work hard, and everyone will help you of."
"Yes!"
"leave!"
...
Seeing everyone leaving, Qianshoujian stood in an open space, and a breeze rose from the woods, lifting the pieces on his head.
The goal of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn is myself. You don't need to think too much about it. Now I am swaying to stop. Even if I know other people are fleeing, they may not stop too much. The most likely thing is to concentrate all the masters on him.
"Come on then!" He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the gaze gradually condensed between Qianshoujia. Since the end of the valley, it seems that he hasn't really fought for a long time.
Suddenly there was a murderous atmosphere in the surrounding forest, and there seemed to be a hint of chill in the breeze.
I don't know when, many ninjas appeared on the trunk in the distance, looking at the attire of the elite of the gold and silver horn troops, they faintly surrounded themselves.
They didn't do it. On the one hand, they wanted to prevent flaws in the attack and let them do it themselves. On the other hand, they were waiting for the arrival of the golden and silver horns.
For all of this, the most correct way is to break through now. But he didn't choose this way. His goal was to let Sarutobi and the others escape, not to break through by himself. The longer the delay, the better.
The waiting time didn't take long. With the arrival of two violent chakras, the atmosphere of killing was pushed to the climax.
"Hey, isn't this our second-generation Hokage-sama? You didn't run away. I thought you would roll back to Konoha like a bereaved dog without looking back, haha." Just arrived, Yinjiao started taunting .
Qianshou's expression remained unchanged, a kunai appeared in his hand, and a cold light glowed in the air. He is not the kind of rookie who has just entered the battlefield, and he naturally ignores the words that obviously disturbed his mind like Silver Horn.
"Very well, it seems that the second generation of Hokage has accepted his fate. In this case, our brothers will accept your fate." Seeing Qianshou's reaction, Jin Jiao sneered. He was not going to talk more nonsense. With a light wave of his hand, the eighteen subordinates have formed a formation to surround each other.
The form of the war is on the verge.
In the distance, on a certain mountain peak, a black shadow watched all this quietly, and the blood-red three-hook jade slowly rotated in his eyes.
He waited, waiting for the farce that should have happened to come to an end.
...
Thousands of hands moved, and when surrounded by the Golden Horn troops, he raised his hand to throw out Kumo. In the case of few enemies, only the first mover could break the deadlock.
Kuwu drew a ray of light in the air, instantly reaching Jin Jiao's eyes.
"Flying Thunder God Slash!"
A lightning-fast space ninjutsu shot, but...
boom!
Kumu was blocked by the Golden Horn with the Seven Star Sword at will. Nothing happened. Qianshoujian waved the other Kumu in his hand like lightning. At this time, he even maintained the movement after the wave, which seemed a bit funny.
"What's going on?" Qianshou was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't have time to think about it, and the sound of breaking through the air sounded behind him. Years of fighting experience made him react quickly, the instantaneous technique was activated, and the long sword behind him was dodged in an instant.
"Lei Dun, Thunder Arrow!"
Just after evading, the rest of the golden horn forces were killed, and the chakra of Lei Dun condensed into a volley of arrows to shoot at him, and the high-intensity thunder made a harsh sound.
"Shui Dun, water wall!" The body turned, his hands lightly knotted, a wall of water rose in front of him, and the arrows turned by Lei Dun were completely stopped.
But this is not the end, but the beginning. A figure leaped high, and the horrible Chakra aura spread from the banana fan in his hand. In the next instant, a mixed attack of five chakra attributes suddenly came, and the forest land was suddenly lifted. .
"Asshole!" Thousands of hands gritted their teeth, and the knot in their hands changed again, "Shui Dun, the water formation is on the wall!"
There was a rushing sound of water, and a wall of water fell from the sky, holding him firmly in it, resisting the violent attack of the banana fan.
Turning his gaze from side to side, five figures appeared in no particular order, either the cold long sword, the thunder-dance ninjutsu, or the kunai with the detonating talisman. They are the elites of the gold and silver horn troops.
"Shadow clone technique!" With a lightly intertwined hands, with a bang, five thousand hands appeared in the white smoke, each holding Kunai to fight each other.
But the other party's attacks were wave after wave, and the 18 elite ninjas who cooperated with each other, under the leadership of the golden horn and silver horn, showed amazing combat power. What's more, he didn't know why Fei Lei Shen was sealed, which meant that his arm was broken when the war started.

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