Chapter 315： Between the pillars... Spot...

It is undeniable that Obito has always been dissatisfied with Madara, wishing to replace him.

But even so, he had to admit that Madara was far superior to him in terms of means and strength.

Although he is under the control of the other party, on the other hand, with such a person, the possibility of success of the long-awaited Moon Eye Project is undoubtedly greater.

This is why since Madara's resurrection, no matter what Obito thinks in his heart, he still works seriously for him after all.

Even now, he didn't forget to take the risk to take Madara away.

Everything, just for the ultimate dream that I have pursued for so many years.

However, when he saw Yunting's palm inserted into Madara's heart at such a close distance, Obito's heart trembled suddenly.

He couldn't believe it at all, the man in front of him, who once made a great reputation in the Warring States Period, was the first to live out his second life after many years of planning, and also possessed the eyes of reincarnation, was so powerful that he couldn't match him, and despised all beings. Down here.

More importantly, if such a powerful Madara has fallen, what about the Moon Eye Project?

Relying on being inferior to the opponent's self in all aspects?

At this moment, Obito was in a state of confusion.

at the same time.

Madara, who had been placed with high hopes by Obito, had already been hit to the point at this moment, and had almost no chance of surviving, did not wait for death in despair.

Suffocation-like pain erupted from his body, but his face was still terrifyingly calm. The moment he noticed Obito appearing behind him, his gaze froze for a moment, and he condensed a beard and bone hand fiercely in front of him like a flash of light. Yun Ting took a picture.

Yun Ting gave a light snort, and quickly dodged away.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, Madara quickly transferred a mark to the palm of Obito's back while taking advantage of the gap.

Then, vomiting blood uncontrollably, he summoned a bone hand, grabbed Obito, and threw it into the distance with all his strength.

"Escape! For your and my ideal!"

Madara yelled and turned back, while the blood kept flowing from the pores of his body, he turned into a real blood man, and tried his best to wrap around Yunting to give Obito more time to escape.

Before experiencing the backstab by the black hand behind the scenes, even though he was dying, Madara still insisted on the Moon's Eye Project and the ideals he believed in for so many years.

Therefore, knowing that it is impossible for him to continue.

All he can do is to let Obito, who is in line with his ideal, escape with the last ray of possibility.

Even if the ideal cannot be realized, at least this hope can be passed on.

It is also very good to realize after ten years, one hundred years, or even one thousand years.

The only pity is that it is impossible for me to achieve unlimited monthly reading.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as there is no war, fighting, crying, despair, etc. in the ninja world.

no doubt.

No matter how many disasters are caused in the process, Madara is essentially always working hard for the peace he understands.

Otherwise, given that he was resurrected from the dead and his lifespan is sufficient, he can live another life in a leisurely way, instead of fighting non-stop for his Moon Eye plan after resurrection, and at this moment he is still trying his best with Yun Ting force.

This is also a microcosm of what the ninja world believes to be peaceful for so many years, whether it is decent or the so-called villain.

Black is absolutely an exception.

This guy is purely for his own mother.

At this moment, under Madara's final eruption, Obito has been thrown far away like a meteor, while Yunting is entangled by Madara like a madman, and he still can't move his hand.

Seeing this, Qianshou Feijian, who was watching the battle from a distance, glanced at his brother who was looking at his good friend complicatedly, shook his head slightly, and then actively chased in the direction of Obito.

Don't say it will happen later.

Still here.

Not long after, Madara's last sliver of energy was exhausted.

Snapped!

Yun Ting opened his palm, lightly pressed Banban's limp fist at this moment, and sighed slightly:

"As expected of Uchiha Madara."

Since becoming the fourth generation, Madara is definitely the strongest, most resilient, and steel-like opponent he has ever encountered.

Until now, even the victor deeply admires him.

That's fine too.

At least Madara was defeated after a hearty and hearty battle.

Rather than wanting to get a backstab in the original book, and leave the scene extremely aggrieved.

Thinking of this, Yun Ting pushed lightly.

"Boom".

Madara finally fell to the ground.

Whoosh!

A rapid piercing sound came in the next second.

Yun Ting looked at the person who came, and said with a slight smile: "My lord, the first generation!"

Senju Bashima opened a familiar smile, and greeted affectionately: "Fourth generation, just like Tsunade, just call me grandfather."

Yunting: "In this case, grandfather, you don't need to call me the fourth generation, just call me Yunting."

"Yunting!"

Senju Zhuma greeted again with a big laugh.

Then he patted Yun Ting on the shoulder again, and said with relief:

"The Konoha and Senju clan have successors. It's great that Tsunade can find such an excellent husband like you!"

After finishing speaking, Qianshou Zhujian patted Yun Ting on the shoulder several times.

Feeling the strong force on the shoulder, Yun Ting understood from whom Tsunade likes to pat the shoulder.

Afterwards, just when he was still about to say something, he noticed that Senju Bashima looked at Madara who fell to the side from time to time.

After he understood, he said: "Time is running out, you should say goodbye to Madara first."

While talking, Yun Ting leaned down, put his hands on Madara's body, transmitted the chakra full of vitality, and lifted him up with his last breath.

"Thank you, Yunting!" Senshou Zhujian thanked.

At other times, he would really like to have a good exchange of feelings with his grandson-in-law, who is now Konoha's fourth generation.

But now, when Madara was dying, he still wanted to say goodbye to this man he had known for nearly a lifetime.

"My Bingshan Beauty Wife"

Soon, after Yunting took the initiative to leave.

Madara slowly opened his eyes and said reluctantly, "Hashirama?"

"Madara!" Senju Hashirama, who was half kneeling on the ground, respondedHashirama..." Madara turned his head vigorously, looked at the old acquaintance, and opened his mouth in a complicated manner .

This time, there was no surprise to interrupt the communication between the two who met again after decades.

Yunting was far away, and he didn't bother to listen to the conversation between Madara and Zhu, so he didn't know what the two sides said.

However, seeing Qianshou Zhujian get up again, and Yunting saw the situation and returned, he still heard the former's farewell words.

"Madara, when we return to the underworld, you and I are dead, and there is no enemy or friend anymore, let's have a good drink."

"......it is good."

Madara's already insignificant voice sounded at last.

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