Naruto: The village was on the verge of bankruptcy, and I struck oil.

Chapter 337 Secret Sword: Dream's Lingering Light

"It's hard to break without moving," Zatoichi and Tamamo-no-Mae heard Mufeng commenting on the taste of lightning amidst the lightning.

All three of them were puzzled.

What kind of monster is this?!

Mu Feng grabbed it casually.

I can grasp all the lightning bolts in my palm.

then.

He swallowed it in one gulp.

belch.

He then let out a burp.

Both Fudo Nanpo and Tamamo-no-Mae were completely bewildered.

What kind of inhuman monster is this?!

Zatoichi heard the sound of lightning disappear and heard Mufeng breathing.

Breathing is steady, and I am safe and sound.

Zatoichi sheathed his sword.

He slowly lowered his head.

The right leg is behind.

Left leg forward.

Bend over and turn to the side.

He was like a bowstring, gathering its power.

The arrow points directly at Mu Feng.

"Tamamo-no-Mae, please hold them off for a while."

His feet sank into the mud.

He gripped the scabbard tightly with his left hand.

The right hand rhythmically moves up and down on the hilt of the knife.

He was very excited.

Finally, I met a strong person.

The heart of the sword is beating.

He was preparing to unleash his strongest sword technique.

Secret Sword: Dream of Lingering Light.

Tamamo-no-Mae's previously carefree demeanor also changed at this moment.

Whitebeard, that old pervert.

So big.

I'm so petite.

How could anyone stand it?

Old pervert.

Go to hell, you old hag.

Tamamo-no-Mae gave a cold snort.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Mu Feng.

She began to dance a seductive dance.

The gold dust on his body began to swirl.

"Old man with the white beard."

Tamamo-no-Mae spoke in a sweet, delicate voice.

"Come."

Tamamo-no-Mae beckoned with her jade-like hand.

"Look at me."

Old lecher.

Mu Feng followed the sound and looked in that direction.

Illusion: Courtesan Ukiyo-e.

Golden dust swirled and enveloped Mu Feng's head.

At this moment, Mu Feng saw a series of beautifully dressed and stunningly beautiful courtesans.

They twirled and jumped in front of them.

I will not stop.

The Heavenly Demon steals souls and captivates spirits.

Mu Feng appreciated it with great interest.

Let's just consider this a halftime break.

Unmoved by the wind.

Someone made a move.

The opportunity is coming!

Zatoichi bowed his head.

With a kick.

All power and all chakra converged into the scabbard.

The scabbard gleamed, shimmering with seven-colored light.

Secret Sword: Dream of Lingering Light.

The sword strike was complete.

Shot.

Zatoichi drew his sword with his right hand and slashed at Mu Feng.

The moment the sword was drawn.

The colorful sunset was splashed down.

It is like the most brilliant dream of a martial artist.

moment.

Shining brightly across the world.

The rosy light slashed horizontally.

The sword light, over forty meters long, drew an arc centered on Zatoichi.

Click.

The sword was sheathed again.

The sword was drawn and sheathed in less than a second.

To onlookers, the brilliant sunset looked like a dream.

fleeting.

After using his Dream Afterglow, Zatoichi felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

I feel a sense of exhaustion.

He was leaning on a sword.

He was panting.

His dark face remained cold and indifferent.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

The sea breeze whistled in from the ocean.

creak.

creak.

Click.

Boom!

The light flashed too quickly; the buildings it struck are only now beginning to react.

They fell one after another, like dominoes.

The crashing sounds continued.

Zatoichi, on the other hand, listened attentively.

He expected the sound of bones breaking and blood splattering, but it didn't happen.

He sighed.

Has it become that powerful?

Even the Dream of Lingering Light couldn't cut him down?

puff.

It was the sound of blood splattering.