CH 85

“Aha —”

Zaraki Kenpachi’s expression became even more crazy, his big hand stretched out, and he directly reached out to Muyang’s Zanpakuto. Muyang was shocked, his hand was slow, and Zaraki Kenpachi had reached out and grabbed Muyang’s Zanpakuto. The sharp blade was held in the palm of Zaraki Kenpachi, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and the corner of his mouth had a slightly ferocious smile.

“Gotcha!”

With a raise of his hand, Muyang could not avoid it, and he raised his arm in a hurry, and then Zanpakuto in Zaraki Kenpachi’s hand fell on his arm.

“Hiss —”

Zaraki Kenpachi’s Zanpakuto fell on Muyang’s arm, but it seemed to be cut into iron, making a “buzz” sound.

Zaraki’s Zanpakuto suddenly waved the sword pressure caused by the sword blow to blow away Muyang’s torn sleeve, revealing the skin under the dead tyrant suit.

“Nani —”

Seeing Muyang’s bare arm, Zaraki Kenpachi’s pupil shrank, his eyes were full of disbelief, his own slash, actually only left a faint blood mark on his arm

On Muyang’s exposed arm, there was a faint blood mark, a trace of blood slowly leaked out from the wound, but it was absolutely not an injury. This degree of wound was not even an injury.