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"Concentration... Wind Breathing... the Fifth Form..." The wind began to spiral around the samurai sword, "Gale!"
The Death God and the samurai, both took a deep breath and made their move!
The two of them pounced like lightning!
Li Changzhou stopped in his tracks, standing still, dodging in the midst of sword light, Snake Shadow, and the sound of wind, his movements eerie and at unbelievable angles.
The Death God was the first to sweat, followed by the samurai, suppressed, completely suppressed! Every slash, every intention in their hearts, all within the other's expectations!
Terrifying, too terrifying!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The two used nearly fierce cries to bolster their courage, making their attacks even more ferocious.
Suddenly, Li Changzhou kicked out, his toe striking the samurai's wrist, a strange force sent the samurai sword flying out of the samurai's hand, shooting out like a bullet.
The sharp sound of wind struck towards the Death God.
