Feng Jiu found it unbelievable.
Is that really that awesome?
"You seem to underestimate the agility of the Japanese!"
Bang!
The next second, Muto Hide appeared behind Feng Jiu, and a sword hilt instantly sprang out.
Feng Jiu only had time to react, hastily slapping her palm against the hilt of the knife. She felt a tremendous force surge through her and was sent flying backward.
Muto Hideya also retreated a dozen or so steps.
After regaining his footing, he looked at the other person with a surprised expression.
"I remember the last time I saw you, you were just an ordinary grandmaster..."
Feng Jiu sneered, "Nothing is impossible by the young marshal's side! Get out of my way, or I'll send you to the Western Paradise!"
brush!
After Feng Jiu finished speaking, she made her move again.
This time, Muto Hideki drew his sword without hesitation.
Clang!
The interplay of long and short sparks flew everywhere.
The silver dagger pressed against the Japanese sword, forcing the opponent to retreat more than ten steps.
Muto Hide's old eyes gleamed with intense fighting spirit.
"Interesting! Anyone who can stay by Young Marshal Lin's side is indeed extraordinary! Take this!"
brush!
A silver light flashed like a crescent moon, striking down towards Feng Jiu's head.
Feng Jiu snorted and, before the blade could fall, she had already pounced on it.
Jingle bells!
The two exchanged no fewer than a hundred blows.
The sky was filled with the shadows of swords and the light of silver.
Feng Jiu grew increasingly alarmed as she fought.
This old man's strength is simply unfathomable. Even with his current Grandmaster-level cultivation, he cannot gain the upper hand.
He even felt that the opponent still had untapped potential.
At the time, his cultivation level was too low to gauge the skill level of the number one swordsman in Japan.
However, he felt contempt for the other party, because the other party didn't even dare to draw his sword when facing the young marshal.
But at this moment, his contempt had vanished. He couldn't say the opponent was weak; he could only say that the young marshal was too powerful!
At the very least, even when he was using all his strength, he couldn't control MutÅ Hide. If this continued, the outcome would be unpredictable!
The problem is, he doesn't have time! What should we do?
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