Xiao Zhan heard this and smiled lightly: "What if I don't choose either?"
The words fell.
Zheng!
Watanabe Hiroshi pulled out the katana that was stuck on the side, held it in front of his eyes, wiped the blade of the samurai sword with a white cloth, and said coldly: "This katana is a gift from His Majesty the Emperor.
The name given to me is to kill the gods, which means that I hope that my martial arts and sword skills will become more and more exquisite, and I will reach the point where I can kill the gods, and I will show my majesty as a Japanese warrior."
"Ever since I received this sword as a reward from Your Majesty, I have been concentrating on studying martial arts. I dare not neglect it for a moment, let alone be proud and complacent because I am already the number one master in Japan and also known as the Sword Saint, lest I be betrayed by others.
To go beyond that is to live up to His Majesty's high expectations and make myself the laughing stock of others."
"So after I got this knife, I never killed anyone again."
"This knife followed me, and it hurt him. He didn't drink a drop of blood."
"But this time I brought it here, firstly, to let it drink blood. This sword is called the God of Killing. You are the God of War who protects the country, and you can also be called a god. It is perfect to use it to take your life.
Already."
Having said this, he looked at Xiao Zhan with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.
Xiao Zhan smiled calmly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and stood up.
"It looks like it won't work if I don't fight today."
"snort!"
Mu Haitao snorted: "Xiao Zhan, if you give a dog something, I know you are no match for the Sword Saint. If you were better than the Sword Saint, you would not talk to the Sword Saint with this attitude, but directly ride on the Sword Saint."
The neck is all arrogant and unrestrained."
"So, you are not the opponent of the Sword Saint. If you know what you are looking for, kneel down in front of the Sword Saint and let the Sword Saint pierce your heart with one knife, so that you die a more beautiful death. Otherwise, if the Sword Saint is fierce, he will definitely tear you to pieces.
Block, let you die without a whole body!"
Through observation, he saw that Xiao Zhan must not be able to defeat the Sword Saint, so he dared to speak like this. Otherwise, given his courage, he would not dare to shout in front of Xiao Zhan.
"The villain succeeds!"
Xiao Zhan said coldly, opened his palms, and a pebble automatically flew into his hand and was thrown away by him.
Whoosh!
The pebbles were shot out like bullets, pointing directly at Mu Haitao's eyebrows.
Mu Haitao didn't even react. Just when the pebble was about to hit him between the eyebrows, Watanabe Hiroshi threw out the katana in his hand.
"boom!"
The samurai sword caught up from behind and struck the pebbles. The sword stopped one centimeter between Mu Haitao's eyebrows.
"Oh my god!"
Mu Haitao sat down on the ground, sweating instantly, and his expression was extremely horrifying!
"As expected of a swordsman, this swordsmanship is indeed superb." Xiao Zhan couldn't help but sigh.
Watanabe Hiro stood up, stretched out his hand, and the katana returned to his hand with a "swish", and said with a cold smile: "Since you are the only one who has superb swordsmanship, do you want to make a new choice?"
Xiao Zhan sneered: "In my life dictionary, there is no such word as accepting fate. Whether you can kill me or not depends on your ability!"
After the words fell, Xiao Zhan raised his hand, gathered his energy to form a sword, and prepared to fight.
"OK."
Watanabe Hiro smiled coquettishly: "I just want to learn about the strength of the God of War to protect the country, so I will take this opportunity to see how much the God of War can make dozens of countries bow their heads."
When he said this, his eyes narrowed, he suddenly raised the knife, held it with both hands, and shouted: "Machete!"
Then, his body swayed, pulling a long shadow, and suddenly slashed out with a knife.
Whoosh!
The air is like a big watermelon being cut open. You can see with the naked eye that the air is rushing in both directions.
Xiao Zhan concentrated his attention and struck forward with his sword.