Chapter 127 Sarutobi Hiruzen: If You Want to Touch the Daimyo, You Have to Step over My Dead Body! Namikaze Mirai: Okay.

Under the guidance of Mirai Namikaze, Konoha began pre-war mobilization.

A large number of Konoha's combat forces gathered under his command and gathered in front of Konoha Village, waiting for the moment of departure.

Just as Mirai Namikaze was about to give the order.

A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of Konoha Village and blocked the departing ninja troops with his body.

After seeing the other party clearly, the ninjas who were about to move forward were surprised.

"Third generation? How could he appear here?"

"Still with this expression."

Hiruzen Sarutobi's face was ashen, and his eyes stopped on Mirai Namikaze.

Mirai Namikaze's expression did not fluctuate, as if he had guessed that he would come.

"Five generations, please tell me, where are you going?"

Taking a breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, Hiruzen Sarutobi asked in a voice that was almost gritting his teeth.

He did not call Mirai Namikaze's name directly, but used Five generations as a title.

To remind Mirai Namikaze of her identity.

"Third generation, I think you should know very well!"

Namikaze Mirai looked at him with interest.

"I know very well." Sarutobi Hiruzen took a breath.

His eyes gradually became cold: "It is precisely because I know very well that I absolutely cannot tolerate you taking Konoha to a path of no return, killing the daimyo, and subverting the one country, one village system. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Times have changed, third generation."

Namikaze Mirai replied in a very calm tone.

"A person who is stubborn and cannot cater to the changes of the times can only become a victim of the times. Even if I don't create a new system, another person will create a new system one day in the future."

"In that case! Why can't this founder be me?"

Listening to his words, Sarutobi Hiruzen fell silent.

It's not that he agrees with Namikaze Mirai, but he already knows that he can't use words to make Namikaze Mirai give up.

What he represents is not just him alone.

But all the old generation of ninja forces in Konoha.

They experienced too much turmoil in their youth, and at the end of their lives, they only pursue stability.

Namikaze Mirai's subversive behavior is destroying this stability.

Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that he had to take some actions to inspire the power of these older generations.

He took a deep breath.

His eyes gradually became firm.

"That being said, I cannot agree with your ideas. As the third generation, I will never let you lead the village into an irreparable situation!"

He bit his finger and slammed it on the ground.

The white mist dissipated, and the body of the demon emerged.

When he saw the battle on the opposite side, he was stunned.

"Hey! Sarutobi, what are you doing?"

"Aren't these people all Konoha's ninjas? Why are they so tense!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked bitter.

"To be precise, it should be a struggle of ideas!"

Ideas?

The expression of the demon was stiff.

"I really don't understand what kind of ideological struggle you Konoha ninjas have that makes you, an old Hokage, fight against the ninjas in the village."

"Don't say so much." Sarutobi Hiruzen said solemnly, "Transform first!"

"Okay!"

Bang!

The monkey demon, who was still in the form of a monkey in the last second, changed into a thick golden hoop in the white mist.

Holding the heavy golden hoop in his hand, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a little more confident.

Looking at Namikaze Mirai.

His eyes were fiery!

"Come on! Fifth generation, if you really insist on killing the daimyo, just step over my body!"

The blood in the body, which had gradually cooled down due to age, began to boil with the words just now, as if it had returned to the young age!

Yes!

This is the destination of the Hokage!

Use the last sincerity and blood to turn them all into the power of this battle!

Whoosh!

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes blurred, and Namikaze Mirai appeared in front of him in an instant, stretching his right palm towards him.

"So fast!"

The passion that had just risen in the last second disappeared, leaving only deep fear and panic.

He used all his strength to raise the golden hoop in his hand to block.

Clang!

Namikaze Mirai's palm slammed on the body of the golden hoop.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Sarutobi, what are you doing?!"

The ape demon who turned into a golden hoop screamed in pain and was almost broken.

However, Sarutobi Hiruzen did not have the energy to reply to him. At this moment, his face was horrified, and his body flew backwards in the violent impact. His forearm was almost broken, making a creaking sound.

Namikaze Mirai had no expression on his face and continued to rush forward.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was shocked.

"Wait! I was wrong! I was just joking...ah!"

The huge power coming from his throat made him unable to even finish his words.

His entire face turned red like a tomato, and Namikaze Mirai grabbed his throat and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken, with his feet hanging in the air.

Complete defeat!

It can't even be called a complete battle.

The whole battle lasted less than a few seconds.

Many of the Konoha ninjas behind Namikaze Mirai almost couldn't help laughing.

Those with better psychological quality also showed contempt.

The more fierce the shouting before the war, the more severe the beatings during the war.

This retired third-generation Hokage used his strength to interpret what it means to not do anything and not die.

Many of the old-generation ninjas in the village who were paying attention to this scene turned their heads away in shame, unable to bear to watch.

Originally, they hoped that Sarutobi Hiruzen could shoulder the majesty of their old-generation ninjas.

Give these young people a good scolding.

Now it seems that the times have really changed.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who is known as the strongest Hokage, didn't even last a round before being easily grabbed by the throat by Namikaze Mirai and lifted up like a chicken.

"What a joke! What a joke!"

An old generation ninja with gray hair on his temples closed the window indignantly. If he continued to watch, he might be angry to death.

No matter what, these young people can do whatever they want!

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was pinched by the throat by Namikaze Mirai, seemed to hear his neck wailing under the action of the five fingers that were like steel bars.

With just a little force, his neck would break like a rotten branch.

Seeing this scene, the demon felt nervous and prepared to rescue.

Suddenly a big hand reached down, grabbed him who had turned into a golden hoop, and squeezed him hard.

Bang!

"Damn it!"

In the severe pain, the demon could not bear it and was crushed. The summoning technique was lifted and turned into white smoke and dissipated.

Sarutobi, I can't save you, you are just wishing for it!

Really, why did you provoke this guy!

Sarutobi, are you old and confused?

The voice of the demon before the summoning was released reached Sarutobi Hiruzen's ears, and his eyes flashed with unspeakable bitterness and regret.

It's over!

Is he going to die here?

In such a humiliating way of death.

Being broken in the neck by the Hokage of two generations in front of countless ninjas in the village.

This way of death is unique among all the Hokage!