Chapter 377: A Martial Arts Genius

He is a Wu Xueqi, and although his strength falls far short of Inagawa Ryuwa's, he is more than enough to deal with ordinary upper-nin; moreover, at this moment, the blade in Matsushita Koutetsu's hand is the Muramasa demon sword!

This blade was personally forged by the ancestor of the Inagawa family; it is sharp to the extreme. Even with Matsushita Koutetsu's strength, it is difficult to master the use of this blade; every time he swings it, he must concentrate his spirit!

Moreover, this demon sword has another name—Onimaru!

"I do not like people defying me, especially drawing a sword against me."

After speaking these words, Kuchiki Senya leaped up without the slightest courtesy, his entire body turning into a afterimage as he lunged toward Matsushita Koutetsu!

At this moment, Matsushita Koutetsu felt a danger of the utmost intensity surge from all directions; he instinctively swung Onimaru!

Bang!

The two long blades collided, emitting the sound of Jin Tiejiao!

However, the next second, Kuchiki Senya suddenly shook his wrist!

This Onimaru, which had once felled many Eastern experts, flew straight out and stabbed into the wall!

Inagawa Ryuwa's eyes bulged wide!

He knew Matsushita Koutetsu's swordsmanship was extremely sharp, yet he never expected that Matsushita Koutetsu could not withstand even a single move!

Meanwhile, Matsushita Koutetsu plopped down onto the ground, clutching his right arm with both hands, sweat pouring from his head in pain!

"You Easterners are just weaklings; I truly cannot fathom what resources you rely on to maintain your hegemonic status for so many years..." Kuchiki Senya sneered coldly: "If the so-called experts of your Eastern lands are all of this caliber, then I truly have no interest."

After a pause, Kuchiki Senya added: "I hate bullies who pick on the weak and fear the strong the most in my life."

He pointed at Matsushita Koutetsu's head and said again: "Therefore, since I have come, you must die."

Hearing these words, a ruthless glint flashed in Matsushita Koutetsu's eyes!

Immediately afterward, he reached out and drew the long blade from the wall!

"Do you think you have already won?" After Matsushita Koutetsu spoke, he pushed off the ground with his toe, and his figure suddenly shot forth!

This time, his figure was like a ghost, instantly crossing a distance of two meters and appearing at Kuchiki Senya's side!

This speed had indeed reached a terrifying degree!

Matsushita Koutetsu knew that defeat was certain for him today; even if he had to sacrifice his life, he must severely injure the enemy!

However, at this moment, Matsushita Koutetsu was stunned to discover that his attack had missed!

Because Kuchiki Senya's figure had already vanished from the spot, becoming an afterimage that pursued closely, while the samurai long sword in his hand stabbed into Matsushita Koutetsu's abdomen!

"Ah...!"

Matsushita Koutetsu let out a shriek; however, the next second, the blade piercing his abdominal cavity began to rotate!

Matsushita Koutetsu's intestines were churned into minced meat!

However, such injuries were not serious for Inagawa Ryuwa; after all, he had already reached the peak of upper-nin strength many years ago, and now, with bones and tendons injured, he would recover quickly.

"I gave you a chance, but you did not cherish it; therefore, this is the ending you brought upon yourself." Kuchiki Senya's voice remained calm and unruffled.

"You..." Matsushita Koutetsu opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood; however, at this moment, he saw that a thick, bloody sweetness suddenly surged from his chest, as if some liquid was gushing forth!