Chapter 145: The Fake Table

tablish his own school in the capital."Damn it..."Suddenly, one of the samurai glared at Zhu Zhi shan: “Our Watanabe clan has countless masters. It's unnecessary to send our best warriors to kill a me..., shooting out beams of light desperately to block the countless blades that swarmed like locusts.Lao Wu, without the Martial Saint Blade, could only release his qi outwards, protecting himself. He de...