: Quasi-First Appearance

Behind.

The eight Uchiha who followed Junichi had no chance to make a move.

They could only watch in horror as one Root ninja after another was casually killed by Junichi, like wheat being harvested.

Their attitude towards Junichi has completely turned into worship.

Verbally, the respectful title "Sir" was smoothly adopted.

"what?"

Zhunyi suddenly exclaimed in surprise and looked in the direction of the main road of the clan's territory.

In the perception of sight and hearing.

Hundreds of ninjas were fighting, one side being the Uchiha clan and the other side being other ninjas.

The two sides bombarded each other with ninjutsu, making the battle extremely fierce.

"We've found the main battlefield."

Pointing towards the main road, Zhunyi said to the eight people behind him, "I'll go first, you follow at your own pace."

"A potential First Master?" The eight clansmen were taken aback.

What do you mean by their own speed?

Without much explanation, Zhun Yi simply took a step forward, stomping his feet on the ground more than ten times in an instant.

Swish!

His figure, like an arrow, flew hundreds of meters away in an instant.

"So fast!"

The eight tribesmen were so surprised that their mouths were agape.

During the journey just now, it turns out that Lord Zhunyi was holding back!

Now is the real speed!

It was so fast that even the Sharingan couldn't keep up.

……

……

On the main road of the clan's territory.

Whoosh...

Hundreds of ninjas wearing green vests arrived at the battlefield using the Body Flicker Technique.

Both sides in the battle simultaneously ceased fighting and looked warily at the suddenly joined third party.

After getting a clear look at this group of newly joined ninjas.

The Anbu members immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's the Sarutobi clan."

"Sarutobi..."

On the Uchiha side, everyone's face was gloomy, and their mood had plummeted to rock bottom.

"That old bastard Hiruzen is really going all out, even sending out his private soldiers." Yukichi sighed softly, staring at the leading Sarutobi ninja.

A cold smile crept across his lips: "Hiyori, you're eight years older than me."

"Someone with one foot in the grave is leading a team into battle?"

"Aren't you afraid you'll pass out before the fight even starts?"

The Sarutobi ninja being watched by Yukichi was a man with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles and age spots.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he coldly replied, "I can't sleep if I don't kill you."

The other Sarutobi clan members also had cold expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.

Tonight's battle.

If the Third Hokage loses, others might still escape unscathed, but the Sarutobi clan will definitely not escape.

They will definitely be purged and severely damaged.

Therefore, they were tied to the ship by the Third Hokage and had no choice but to come!

And not only do we have to come, we have to win!

Otherwise, tonight's crisis for the Uchiha clan will become a crisis for the Sarutobi clan!

"Damn it."

Xiongji shook his head, unsure whether he was referring to the Sarutobi ninja in front of him or to the Third Hokage who sent them.

"Elder Yukichi, we have no choice but to fight to the death!" Fugaku said in a low voice, his expression solemn.

"I know without you telling me." Yukichi, instead of being so nonchalant, raised his sword and charged forward first. "Hiyori, let's see how much you still have to offer!"

"Killing you is no problem at all!" Hiyori Sarutobi also rushed out.

Under the leadership of their respective leaders.

The two sides clashed again.

But this time.

With the addition of Sarutobi ninjas, a huge disparity in numbers was created.

The Uchiha clan's ranks were almost instantly broken through.

"ah……!!"

"Third-generation bastard!"

"That shitty dreaded secret service!"

"Let's die together!"

In an instant, the Uchiha side suffered heavy casualties.

Although each one is resilient and unyielding.

Even on his deathbed, he desperately tried to take his opponent with him.

However, the huge disparity in numbers caused the Uchiha's battle lines to collapse like a house of cards.

"Damn it!"

Xiongji let out a sigh and said in a low voice once again.

"Now we can only hope, Elder Yukichi!" Fugaku said solemnly, standing beside him.

"Yes, we can only wait for 'him' to come." Xiongji sighed softly.

The other members of the tribe would also occasionally turn their heads and look in a certain direction.

That's where Susanoo was cleaved in two by a single blow.

Although it is unknown who swung that knife.

But now.

The hopes of the entire Uchiha clan rested on this unknown 'clan member'!

This person was like a lifeline.

It was the last hope in the hearts of the clansmen present!

"Haha, still fantasizing even now? What a foolish Uchiha!" Hiyori Sarutobi laughed, her laughter full of mockery.

He looked at the Uchiha clan with a mocking gaze.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, the user of Susanoo is none other than Itachi, who is utterly loyal to the Third Hokage!"

"You all know Itachi's talent and strength."

"Even if that person defeats Itachi, they will have to pay a considerable price, perhaps even..."

Hiyori Sarutobi paused, and the smile on her face became even more mocking.

"Even with Itachi's resolve."

"For the sake of the village, he would definitely try to severely damage or even eliminate his opponent before he died."

"Itachi is a staunch believer in the Will of Fire."

These words were spoken.

All the Uchiha present glared angrily, their faces flushed red.

Xiongji's forehead veins throbbed with rage.

Fugaku lowered his head in shame.

The young patriarch of their own clan betrayed the family and became a useful weapon in the hands of their enemies.

This incident was like a slap in the face, landing hard on the face of every Uchiha.

"Fugaku, you've raised a fine son."

Hiyori Sarutobi smiled at Fugaku: "As a thank you, I'll spare your life, but you'll spend the rest of your life in prison."

"Hahaha, all of you, bring them on!"

Hiyori Sarutobi laughed wildly and waved his arm.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three Jonin Sarutobi behind him rushed towards Fugaku.

Meanwhile, Hiyori Sarutobi, protected by the fourth Jonin of the Sarutobi clan, attacked Yukichi.

next moment.

Two slashes came simultaneously from the left and right sides.

Ugh……

Xiongji sighed silently; his aged body had lost its strength, and he chose to give up the struggle.

"No, Elder Xiongji!"

Beside him, Fugaku was entangled by three Sarutobi Jonin and could not break free, so he could only watch helplessly.

"Elder Xiongji!"

"Elder!"

"stop!"

"Get out of my way!"

The surrounding tribesmen, their eyes bloodshot, desperately tried to rush to their aid, but were entangled by their own opponents.

No one can save them.

Elder Xiongji was in a desperate situation.

"Die, Uchiha Yukichi!" Sarutobi Hiyori roared, her eyes filled with joy.

If we kill this old guy, the morale of the Uchiha clan will definitely plummet.

The battle ended quickly.

call!

Just then, a sudden gust of wind, seemingly from nowhere, swept into the battlefield.

Everyone only felt a blur before their eyes.

Behind Hiyori Sarutobi, there was now a young man.

next moment.

puff!puff!

The sound of a blade cutting into flesh rang out.

Hiyori Sarutobi felt a chill on his neck, and his vision suddenly spun around.

"Um?"

He was momentarily bewildered, his thoughts sluggish as if they had rusted.

"Why... is Xiongji... alright?"

Hiyori Sarutobi looked at Yukichi in front of her with a puzzled expression.

Xiongji had no wounds on his body, and his expression was strange; he was looking at him with astonishment.