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Chapter 404 New Selection GroupGenzaburo Inoue, Saito Ichi(2/2)

"Continue fighting..." Saito sighed, slowly pulled out his Ghost Maru Kojige, and his eyes returned to sharpness, "This is what you said, don't blame me if you die!"

Zuomura showed off a hundred birds, and a crazy smile appeared on her blood-stained face: "I have long wanted to try your strength, Saito - come and fight!"

Buzz —

Zuocun only felt that Saito in front of him instantly became illusory.

Unlike the rapidity of Okina's natural psychological flow, it is also different from the sensitivity of Zuomura Annuo's bird flow.

Saito Ichi's "invincible flow" and footwork are extremely strange.

Table Tennis—

Saito's knife was caught off guard and stabbed from an angle that Zuo Village could not imagine.

But Zuocun's current state is unprecedentedly good!

Tsuru slashed out, and Zuomura took Saito's sword.

"What?!" Saito's pupils shrank slightly.

Ping-Ba-Ba!!!!

Tsurumura's Tsurumura slashed towards Saito, and Saito passively resisted.

Suddenly, Zuocun felt something was wrong.

The Saito in front of him seemed to be just a afterimage.

"This is my sword technique."

Saito's voice came from behind Zuomura.

"Sword--"

"invisible."

Zheng--

Zuomura only felt that Saito's blade was cut from all directions.

"Is this your sword technique? - interesting - interesting!" Zuocun laughed wildly.

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Zuocun's speed of waving the crane bell has completely turned into a afterimage.

Puchi-

A wound appeared in Zuocun's calf.

Puchi-

A wound appeared on Zuocun's left arm.

Puchi-

A wound appeared on Zuocun's forehead.

But even so.

Zuocun was in the gap and protected his vital parts.

"The terrible sword technique is really yours, Saito." A bright light flashed in Zuomura's eyes.

Saito gasped, with disbelief on his face: "You - how did you guard against it."

Zuocun played a sword flower, raised the corner of his mouth, and said with madness: "It's just a knife."

He jumped up.
Chapter completed!
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