Chapter 117 Are You so Sharp, Hanzo? (Monthly Vote Requested!!)

"You are still alive at this age?"

Yunchuan's voice sounded gentle and elegant.

But the few words that came out of his mouth made everyone's words stuck in their throats, as if they had swallowed a whole piece of fish bone.

"Who dares to speak so rudely to Lord Musashi?!"

The people behind Musashi looked up at the figure angrily, but at the moment they caught a glimpse of the deep blue, a pair of amber-like vertical pupils opened beside the eyes.

"Meow."

The cat's meow full of casualness and laziness sounded, and only the crisp and hoarse voice said: "Miscellaneous cultivators! Who allowed you to look directly at the elder brother?"

At the moment the voice fell, the noisy wind suddenly stagnated.

The next moment, it seemed as if the night sky was crushing down.

Bang!

I only had time to see the pair of amber-like golden vertical pupils, and suddenly I was like hitting an invisible wall head-on.

In an instant, everyone seemed to be hit by something. The air that was condensed like a tide was like a hand reaching out, pressing on the back of their heads and forcing them to lower their heads!

"What the hell..."

Everyone at the scene was staggering. A huge pressure surged from the sky. Some people were caught off guard and even knelt on the ground, showing an extremely embarrassed posture of worship.

"Asshole! You are looking for death! I..."

Many rebellious young people were forced to lower their heads. It was like a bomb exploded in their brains. They were angry and cursed while standing up and looking up.

But the next moment, the amber-like vertical pupils floated gently.

Bang! !

In an instant, they felt that the wind pressure on their heads became more terrifying, as if a huge rock was pressing on their heads and backs.

In this way, the anger and shame in their brains were nailed to the spot, and their hot throats were boiling but they couldn't say a word at all.

——A strange monster had mixed into the confrontation within Yuyin.

Everyone was filled with fear and horror, and they struggled to look at the two figures in front of them.

Yoshitaka, who was behind Musashi, had a red face, and his back was gradually bent. He felt as if his mind was trapped in gelatin, and his limbs became stiff.

He seemed to be squeezed into the gap of an invisible wall, and the only thing he was aware of was the weak and almost stagnant air flow when he breathed.

At the critical moment, a strong and steady arm reached out, gently pulled him, and saved him from almost suffocating.

"Oh! Ahem! Master Musashi, that guy..."

Yoshitaka was like a drowned man floating on the surface, wishing to draw all the oxygen into his lungs, but the chill made him cough subconsciously, and his whole face flushed with embarrassment.

He looked up at the back of the old man in front of him, but was shocked to find that Hanzo had disappeared.

On the tower, a tall shadow was cast in front of Yunchuan.

"Little brat!"

Hanzo, holding a chain in both hands, appeared in front of Yunchuan. His long light golden hair was blown up by the wind in the air. He looked at Yunchuan with cold and sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You are so brave to let me bow my head!"

As the voice fell, he swung the sickle in his hand, cutting through the air and whistling, which sounded sharp and piercing.

But in the next moment, under the reflection of Hanzo's light golden pupils.

The figure that he had not noticed before, the black cat lying on Yunchuan's shoulder, stood up and actually looked straight at him, with a human coldness flashing in the amber vertical pupils.

Bang! !

The terrifying wind pressure burst out from the body, and Hanzo's slightly cold eyes condensed instantly. The figure that had jumped into the air could not help but stagnate, but the sharp blade swung out did not stop at all.

Whoosh! !

Under the pressure of the surrounding air, the knife made a sonic boom, directly tore through the gel-like air, and stabbed Yunchuan's neck without any hindrance!

Yunchuan's deep eyes met his eyes, and he smiled: "So sharp, Hanzo?"

As soon as the voice fell, he took a step forward lightly, avoiding the sickle by a hair's breadth, holding the scabbard at his waist with his left hand, and holding the handle at his waist with his right hand.

Click, sizzle!

In an instant, the scarlet-red sword at his waist was unsheathed, and the blade pattern on the blade was clearly visible, spreading like an open eye and showing its hideousness.

"Huh!" After a quick breath, the sword was unsheathed and went straight to Hanzo's neck!

Visual! Breathing! Koikou no Kiri! Pull! Cut it off!

Moon Breathing·One Form!

Dark Moon·Night Palace!

The speed of the Iai Slash was so fast that the blade could not be seen clearly, and only the blade edge could be seen in the hazy moonlight.

But at this moment, the swing of the sword missed, and Hanzo's pupils moved.

His slightly focused eyes followed the blade, and he pulled the chain violently, and the sickle was pulled back at a faster speed, an incredible speed.

Clang! !

In the explosion of sparks and fire, he blocked the Iai attack!

Seeing this, Yunchuan's face did not show any surprise. After all, he was the famous Hanzo. If he couldn't even keep up with or block a single blow, he would be a man of empty reputation.

And this is not over yet.

"Die!" A loud shout suddenly rang out.

In an instant, Hanzo had adapted to the stagnant air pressure, and his originally slow movements became swift again.

After blocking the Iai, he raised his sickle high and slashed it fiercely!

The momentum of this knife was as brutal and fierce as a fierce lion's attack, and the speed of this knife seemed not to be hindered by the stagnant air.

"Manifestation Flow" is famous for its overwhelming power and speed, and this is one of its killer moves, "Lion Manifestation".

If you fail to block in time, the head will fall to the ground and be cut off; if you parry, the weapon will fall out of your hand, and the head will still fall to the ground!

This knife, like a lion's attack, takes your life!

But this time, Hanzo, the lion, was not catching a rabbit, but a predator as ferocious as a lion.

Facing the powerful and forceful suppression of the ‘Manifestation Flow’, the best way is to fight back with absolute courage and momentum!

At this moment, two white breaths quietly flowed out from the corners of Yunchuan’s mouth, and the blood in his veins surged like a hot stream.

Bang! !

Yunchuan did not retreat but advanced, stepped on the ground, and the reaction force fell on the ground, causing the entire floor to shatter countless stone chips.

His left hand, which was originally placed in the scabbard, grasped the handle together with his right hand, and swung the sword with both hands.

Swinging from right to left, the sword in Yunchuan’s hand was less than 30 inches long, but this sword pulled out a sword light of several meters, like a scarlet arc moon.

Breath of the Moon·Eighth Form·Moon Dragon Wheel Tail!

The next moment, the arc of light slashed horizontally with full of fighting spirit, meeting the fierce and unstoppable lion, all of which were violent, brutal, and unstoppable!

Clang!!

A ball of blazing golden sparks bloomed in the air between the two people, blooming like iron trees and silver flowers in this nightless sky, illuminating the solemn and complex old face of Musashi below.

"Am I really old?" He looked at the knife on his waist, tightly grasped the scabbard and whispered, "No, at least, I can still swing the knife."