The sword flashed and the sharpness was revealed.

Some of the onlookers had closed their eyes, and they had already imagined the scene of Hashirama being cut off and blood was splattered, especially those with children, who had begun to block the children's eyes and hug the children in their arms.

The people watching in front of them took a few steps back.

No one wants to be despised when watching a show.

The seven samurai who did not take action looked at Hashimara with joking and contempt, and it felt like they were about to slap a fly to death.

However.

Just as the samurai sword was about to be cut at Hashimama's eyebrows.

Hashima reached out like lightning, separated his index finger and middle finger with his right hand, and steadily caught the slashed samurai sword.

No sound.

The samurai just felt a huge force and stopped the samurai sword, with the blade still some distance away from Hashima's hand.

But that's this distance.

But it has become an insurmountable gap.

Let him exert force.

There is no way to move forward.

"Can you kill me even with a broken knife?"
Chapter completed!