"How could...?"
Until he saw the white figure with his own eyes, Yu Zhibo weasel suddenly reacted. Suddenly, a heavy cold rose from behind. He was so surprised that he immediately stood on guard and stared at Zhang Han. He didn''t dare to relax for a moment.
There is no other reason. At this moment, Zhang Han is less than ten meters away from yuzhibo weasel.
If the other party doesn''t look at himself wantonly and his eyes are not covered up at all, it is likely that he can''t really react until others are in trouble.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhibo weasel felt more dignified.
This guy of unknown origin, either his strength is several grades stronger than himself, or his hidden Kung Fu is heinous.
No matter what kind of possibility, Yu Zhibo weasel dare not ignore the carelessness.
At this moment, the hands closed in the wide sleeved robe moved slightly. There were three swords between the fingers of the right hand, and the left hand was secretly printed, which could release Ninja at any time.
Although yuzhibo weasel''s small movements are very secret, he still hasn''t escaped Zhang Han''s eyes. In fact, he doesn''t care much about it.
The first thing to do is to tear the garbage that dares to attack jiuxinnai into pieces!
At the moment, the dried persimmon ghost mackerel firmly suppresses jiuxinnai. The big knife mackerel muscle dances vigorously. Jiuxinnai can''t help him with his gossip chain.
Maybe if you give him more time, you can catch Jiuwei Renzhu
"Be careful..."
Yu Zhibo weasel saw that Zhang Han turned into a white light and suddenly appeared in the battlefield. The three swords sandwiched between his fingers instinctively threw out.
Ding, Ding, Ding
The three swords collided with each other in the air, and suddenly crossed three strange arcs, shooting at the back of Zhang Han''s brain, throat and heart.
At the same time, the big mackerel muscle with a dull sound of breaking the air hit Zhang Han''s head!
As for jiuxinnai, who was blocked behind by Zhang Han, he was already in a state of stupidity when the white shadow appeared. The eight chains flying around the body lost chakra''s support and fell powerlessly to the ground.
"It''s him..."
The bastard who disappeared for 30 years without saying hello appeared again.
At this moment, jiuxinnai''s brain was blank, as if all consciousness had been pulled away from his body by inexplicable power, and he didn''t know where to fly.
Zhang Han ignored the sword in his hand shot at high speed. There was an external spiritual pressure to protect his body. The sword in his hand could not help him at all.
"Armed color!"
He relaxed his ape arm gently, and his five slightly open fingers, together with his arm, turned into an oil black color stronger than steel. With a crisp sound, his fingertips were firmly inserted into the big knife muscle.
"Huh?"
The dried persimmon ghost shark held the handle of the knife, and a thick color of surprise flashed on the shark like face. The big knife shark muscle was less than 10 cm away from each other''s forehead, but it was imprisoned by the black arm and couldn''t move.
Less than the distance of a palm, but like a natural moat, it is so far away.
What surprised him more was that the scales on the surface of the shark muscle vibrated at high speed, chewing like inner nest teeth, but chakra couldn''t swallow it at all!
"How is that possible?"
It''s impossible to stop your own attack without chakra, but in that case, why can''t the shark muscle swallow it at all?
Two images that are obviously contrary to cognition collide and impact repeatedly in the mind, almost exhausting the few brain cells of the dried persimmon ghost mackerel, but can''t think of a reason.
"Can you say that this guy blocked my attack by his physical strength alone?"
The dried persimmon ghost shark took a breath, and his eyes were full of incredible.
At this time, the three swords in their hands that came late suddenly stagnated in mid air, lost their driving force and fell at their feet in turn.
Pop! Click!
The right hand holding the shark muscle made a slight force, and the scales in contact with the palm could not bear the power of terror and burst.
Then, cracks spread around along the scale gap. Before the dried persimmon ghost mackerel reacted, he saw that his weapon was like an ice piece broken by a heavy hammer, which was blown into large and small pieces and scattered on the ground.
It''s so funny to hold the bare handle in your hand.
It''s broken!
How did this happen?
This is a big mackerel! One of the seven famous swords in Wuyin village, it has inherited the powerful weapons of many generations of ninjas. Even as the holder, it has the title of tailless beast.
But such a powerful weapon was crushed by that strange claw!
At this moment, the dried persimmon ghost mackerel only felt that the three views were about to collapse. The shark like teeth were clenched together and cluttered. A pair of dead fish eyes burst out the idea of killing people.
One move destroyed the big knife shark muscle. Zhang Han didn''t mean to do it again for the time being. He turned around, walked to Jiu xinnai, opened his arms and wanted to hold him in his arms.
"I''m back..."
Pop!
He was greeted with a loud slap in the face.
Instantly, a clear palm print appeared on the left cheek.
To be honest, as far as the attack is concerned, jiuxinnai''s palm waving speed is not fast at all. Even until his palm falls on his face, Zhang Han still has time to avoid or put spiritual pressure outside to protect his body, but he didn''t do so.
This slap is worth it
To be fair, if he was jiuxinnai, he had been abandoned by his own man for 30 years. Let alone slap him. He had the heart to crush his eggs!
If a slap in the face can get jiuxinnai''s understanding, Zhang Han feels that he doesn''t suffer too much.
"Ah? Sorry! I just want to try if you really exist. I thought..."
Jiuxinnai explained at a loss.
"Think it''s a dream?"
Zhang cold face a black, strange thought, verify whether he is dreaming, shouldn''t he fan himself? Did you get a slap in the face?
"Yes!"
As like as two peas, Noah nodded and his right hand waved again, and he was in the same direction as fan, and fan fan''s face to Zhang''s left face.
Fuck! Still coming?
Zhang Han raised his hand and grabbed each other''s wrist. He smiled, "don''t verify it again!"
"No!"
Jiuxinnai flushed her eyes and stubbornly bit her lower lip. "If you are really him, you will make me breathe, right?"
When the voice fell, Jiu xinnai waved his left hand and slapped Zhang Han''s right face.
ok It''s all for this. What else can he say?
Zhang Han didn''t move. With a thick apology on his face, he looked directly at his lover and said, "I''m sorry!"
The imaginary slap did not fall on his face. The soft little hand came in front of him, suddenly stopped and gently rubbed his cheek.
"It''s really you..."
The tears swirling in the eyes could no longer endure, as if they were surging out of a levee.
"It''s me! I''m back!"
Zhang Han put his hands around his lover''s Willow waist and held her deeply in his arms