Saburo Inoue rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Dear Mr. Tang, I don't want to borrow the Chunjun Divine Sword in your hand, I want to borrow this katana in your friend's hand for a look, five minutes, no, three minutes." As he spoke, he naturally turned his gaze to Xu Qing, who was standing aside, and raised his hand to point to the Muramasa Demon Knife he was holding in the crook of his arm.

The Spring Rain Knife has been destroyed, even if you find a way to catch it, you can't hide it from the owner of the knife, and now the only way is to get the Muramasa Demon Knife at all costs, and offer this magic knife to calm the anger of Mr. Mikoujiro, the owner of the Spring Rain Knife, and at the same time keep his young daisy.

Tang Da rarely saw the little devil soften, and he was so proud in his heart, and smiled generously: "Okay, if you have gambling goods, our buddies can't be petty, so I'll lend you five minutes, but the ugly words are ahead, you don't want to play any moths." ”

Inoue Saburo was overjoyed, and quickly nodded and smiled: "Definitely, I promise not to leave." As he spoke, his hand had already reached out to Xu Qing, and he couldn't wait to hold this legendary demon knife in his hand.

Xu Qing frowned, he didn't want to lend the knife to this little devil, but since Tang Dashao opened his mouth, he didn't say much, just when Inoue Saburo's palm reached in front of him, he suddenly pressed his finger against the handle of the knife and swallowed it and flicked it up.

Choke! Muramasa knife jumped out of the scabbard with a long groan, and the handle of the knife was pulled up three feet high, Inoue Saburo subconsciously looked up, only to see a little blazing knife tip obliquely pointing at his eyeballs and suddenly falling, so frightened that he screamed and fell to the ground and covered his head and pouted his buttocks, this is the best way he can think of to save his life, and he has to save his head if he gets stabbed in his ass.

In fact, this is all Xu Qing's deliberate tricks, he used positive yang qi to control the angle of the knife tip falling, just to scare this little devil, and at the same time, it can also remind Tang Dashao that he is very unhappy when he lends a knife to the little devil.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was about to touch the skin on the top of Inoue's Saburo's head, Xu Qing stretched out his palm and grabbed the handle of the knife, slapped the knife horizontally with his elbow, and said expressionlessly: "Demon knife muramasa, if you want to see it, hurry up, it's been a minute now." ”

Inoue Saburo heard the words Muramasa and immediately got up from the ground, stretched out his trembling hands to hold the knife, Xu Qing smelled a pungent smell, looked down, and found that the little devil's crotch was wet a lot, this thing was actually scared to pee his pants, he quickly put the knife down and covered his nose and took two steps back, and secretly cursed.

In fact, Inoue Saburo held back a soak of urine after the spring rain knife was cut, and he almost lost his incontinence on the spot when he thought of bearing the anger of Mr. Mikoujiro.

"Hahaha-" I don't know who first saw Inoue Saburo's embarrassment, Zhang Fa burst out laughing, and the extremely infectious laughter was instantly transmitted, and all the Tibetan friends in the hall burst into laughter, and Tang Guobin laughed even more.

The two Japanese who came with Saburo Inoue had gloomy faces, these two hired ninjutsu masters took a ninja word to the extreme, and they didn't react at all when they saw their employers suffer, they seemed to have calculated that Inoue would not be in danger, as long as they could get the Muramasa Demon Knife, everything was worth it.

Saburo Inoue held the Muramasa demon knife in his hand, ignoring the shameful laughter of everyone around him, and two excited lights flashed in his eyes.