I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 945, Goodbye Kushina
"how is this possible……?"

It was not until he saw the white figure with his own eyes that Uchiha Itachi reacted suddenly, and suddenly there was a chill rising from his back, which made him immediately on alert, staring fixedly at Zhang Han, not daring to relax for a moment.

There is no other reason. At this moment, Zhang Han is less than ten meters away from Uchiha Itachi.

If it wasn't for the other party sizing him up unscrupulously without hiding the slightest bit of gaze, he might not be able to really react until someone violently attacks him.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Itachi felt even more dignified.

This guy of unknown origin is either stronger than himself by several grades, or his concealment skills are outrageous.

Regardless of the possibility, Uchiha Itachi dare not ignore the carelessness.

At this moment, the hands wrapped in the wide sleeves moved imperceptibly, three shurikens were sandwiched between the fingers of the right hand, and the left hand was secretly sealed, ready to release ninjutsu at any time.

Although Uchiha Itachi's small movements are very secretive, they still haven't escaped Zhang Han's eyes, and he doesn't really care much about it.

The first thing to do is to tear that trash who dared to attack Kushina to pieces!

At this moment, the dried persimmons and ghosts were firmly suppressing Jiu Xinnai, and the big sword shark danced vigorously, and Jiu Xinna's gossip chain with all his strength could not help him at all.

Maybe give him a little more time, and he will be able to capture the nine-tailed pillar...

"Be careful……"

Itachi Uchiha blinked, and Zhang Han suddenly appeared on the battlefield in a flash of white light, and instinctively threw the three shurikens between his fingers.

Ding, ding, ding...

The three shurikens collided with each other in the air, and suddenly drew three strange arcs, respectively shooting at the back of Zhang Han's head, throat, and back of the heart.

At the same time, the big sword shark muscle smashed down on Zhang Han's head with a dull sound of breaking through the air!

As for Jiu Xinnai, who was blocked by Zhang Han, he was already in a daze when the white shadow appeared.The eight chains flying around the body lost the support of Chakra and fell to the ground weakly.

"It's him……"

The bastard who disappeared for 30 years without saying hello, reappeared before his eyes.

At this moment, Jiu Xinnai's mind went blank, as if all consciousness was pulled out of his body by an inexplicable force, and he flew to nowhere.

Zhang Han ignored the high-speed shooting of the shuriken, and with the external Reiatsu protecting his body, the mere shuriken couldn't do anything to him.

"Armed Color!"

I saw him lightly stretching the ape's arm, and the five slightly spread fingers, together with the arm, turned into a greasy black color that was stronger than steel.

"Ok?"

Dried Persimmon Kisame held the handle of the knife, a look of astonishment flashed across his shark-like face, the big sword shark's muscle was less than ten centimeters away from the opponent's forehead, but was imprisoned by the black arm, unable to move.

Less than the distance of a palm, but like a moat in the sky, it is so far away.

What surprised him even more was that the high-speed vibrating scales on the surface of the shark muscle were chewing like inner teeth, but they couldn't swallow any chakra!

"how is this possible?"

It is impossible to be able to block one's own attack without chakra, but in this case, why can't the shark muscle swallow it at all?

The two images that are obviously contrary to cognition collided repeatedly in the mind, almost exhausting the few brain cells of Ganshi Kisame, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"Could it be that this guy blocked my attack with his physical strength alone?"

Dried persimmon ghost shark gasped, his eyes were full of disbelief.

At this moment, the three shurikens that came late suddenly stagnated in mid-air, and then lost the momentum to move forward, falling one by one at the feet.

Snapped!Click!

The right hand holding the shark muscle exerted a little force, and the scales in contact with the palm first couldn't bear the terrifying force and burst into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a series of cracks spread along the gaps in the scales, and before the dried persimmon Kisame could react, he saw his weapon exploded into large and small pieces, scattered all over the ground like ice cubes smashed by a heavy hammer .

Only the bare handle of the knife is left in the hand, which is so funny.

Broken!

How could this be?
This is the big sword shark muscle!One of the seven famous knives of Wuyin Village, a powerful weapon that has been passed down through countless generations of ninjas, and even as the owner, he has the title of a tailless beast.

But such a powerful weapon was crushed by that weird claw!
At this moment, the dried persimmon ghost shark only felt that the three views were about to collapse, the shark-like teeth clenched together, rattling, and a pair of dead fish eyes burst out with penetrating killing intent.

With one move, Zhang Han had no intention of making another move. He turned around, walked up to Jiu Xinnai, and opened his arms, intending to hold him in his arms.

"I am back……"

Snapped!
What greeted him was a loud slap.

Instantly, a clear palm print appeared on the left cheek.

To be honest, as far as the attack is concerned, Kushina's slap is not fast at all. Even until the slap hits the face, Zhang Han still has time to dodge, or release the spiritual pressure to protect the body, but he did not do so.

This slap is worth it...

In all fairness, if he were Jiu Xinnai, who had been abandoned by his own man for 30 years, let alone a slap, he would have crushed his balls!
If a slap in the face can be exchanged for Jiu Xinnai's understanding, Zhang Han feels that he is not too disadvantaged.

"Ah? I'm sorry! I just want to test whether you are real, I thought..."

Kushina explained the sentence at a loss.

"Think this is a dream?"

Zhang Han's face darkened, and he thought strangely, shouldn't he slap himself to verify whether he is dreaming?Could it be that the slap was in vain?
"Ok!"

Jiu Xinnai nodded, and waved his right hand again, slapping Zhang Han's left face in exactly the same trajectory as before.

I wipe!Again?
Zhang Han raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist, and said with an awkward smile, "There's no need to verify it anymore!"

"no need!"

Jiuxinna's eyes were red, and she bit her lower lip stubbornly, "If you were really him, you would definitely let me vent your anger, right?"

After the words fell, Jiu Xinnai waved his left hand, and slapped Zhang Han's right cheek again.

All right!Having said all this, what else can he say?
Zhang Han didn't move, with a deep apology on his face, he looked directly at his lover in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry!"

The imaginary slap did not land on the face, the soft little hand came to him, stopped suddenly, and gently stroked his cheek.

"It's really you..."

The tears swirling in the eye sockets could no longer be held back, gushing out as if a bank had burst.

"It's me! I'm back!"

Zhang Han put his arms around his lover's willow waist, and hugged her deeply...

(End of this chapter)