Chapter 926

"Ah..."

The painful scream pierced the night sky, and bean-sized sweat beads fell along his cheeks to the ground, breaking into several pieces.

Jin Ganglang was covered in cold sweat, staggered back a few steps, and almost tripped over the samurai corpses lying in disarray.

He looked at the Adamantium steel claws on his left hand that had been neatly cut off with a pale face, and looked up at the Silver Samurai armor that was pressing on with the victory with lingering fear.

"Fuck!"

Jin Ganglang cursed to cheer himself up, his eyes fixed on the movements of the Silver Samurai armor.

Dodge!

Dodge!

Dodge!

Slash after slash, heat wave after heat wave.

Jin Ganglang only dodged and didn't attack. Several times, he was in danger, either almost tripped by a corpse or barely dodged the Adamantium katana that slashed over.

It's precarious!

Although he might be doomed in the next second, Jin Ganglang, who was dancing on the tip of a knife, had a very firm look in his eyes.

The calm dodging time after time made Shingen Yashida in the Silver Samurai armor unknowingly somewhat impatient.

The sword, slashed faster and faster.