I formed the strongest swordsman group

Edo, in an unremarkable dark alley——

"Phew...! Pho...! Pho...! Pho...!"

A fat middle-aged man with a fat head and intestines, clutching his left shoulder that was constantly bleeding, galloped desperately along the dark alleyway under his feet.

"Uh...uh...!"

He opened his mouth, wanting to look up to the sky and shout "Help"...but no matter how he opened his mouth wide and vibrated his vocal cords vigorously, he could only make meaningless groans of "uh" and "uh".

If there is a third party present, they will be shocked to find that the middle-aged man's lips are a strange dark purple.

The color is so deep... It seems that as long as a needle is poked into his lips, a large amount of purple paint will be sprayed out.

In addition to his lips, his eye sockets also showed a very strange color - his two eye sockets were ridiculously black, as if they had been painted with charcoal.

In stark contrast to his eye sockets was his snow-white skin.

No matter who it is, they can easily see that this person has been poisoned, and the toxin in him is very powerful.

—Damn it! damn it!

The middle-aged man felt that his lips and vocal cords were so numb that he could only groan in a low voice, unable to cry out for help.

All he can do now is to keep yelling in his heart, and then... run away.

keep running away.

Get as far away from the unidentified horrors as possible!

—Who are those bastards?

The middle-aged man's name is "Shirahara Ginji", and he is a small inspector under the command of the temple priest who is responsible for managing temples and temples nationwide.

The so-called "small inspectors" can be understood as the power of the "three chapters" of the enforcement office, which is specially responsible for going out to investigate incidents in general temples and shrines.

The position is not very high, but the power in his hands is quite large.

After all, they are equivalent to the "police captains" in the temple community. Just a single thought can greatly affect...even determine the future life of countless innocent civilians in the temple community.

Tonight, Shirahara Ginji went to the izakaya he often went to drink alone as usual.

After drinking to his heart's content, when he left the wine table with drunken and shaky steps, he turned into the shortcut home as usual - a path that only two people can pass side by side, and few people come and go here on weekdays alley.

Although this alley is slightly gloomy and scary due to the pitiful daily traffic, but if you walk a lot, you will find that it is just like that, and it is not so scary.

Bai Yuan Yinci, who covets the convenience of going home, has always been a frequent visitor to this alley.

As usual, I had a good drink, and as usual, I took this shortcut home that I couldn't be more familiar with... everything was so the same as usual.

As a result, suddenly... a touch of "unusual" appeared.

When Shirahara Ginji walked to the middle of the alley, suddenly, 4 mysterious people with masks covering their entire faces jumped out.

The leaders of the four were two tall men wearing black cat masks and ghost masks.

Although the faces of these two people cannot be seen clearly, they have black and white hair, and rough skin covered with many folds... They are two middle-aged people who should be at least 4 or 50 years old .

As for the other two standing behind the two middle-aged men, they looked very young.

The two young men were about 20 years old... wearing a macaque mask and a brown bear mask respectively.

Black cats, evil ghosts, macaques, and brown bears—the four-person group formed by two middle-aged people and two young people, as soon as Fang appeared, they formed a human wall and blocked Shirahara Ginji's way.

Before Shirahara Ginji had time to ask "Who are you?", the young man wearing a macaque mask suddenly pulled out his knife, swooped in front of Shirahara Ginji, raised the saber and chopped it off!

Target - Shirahara Ginji's forehead!

The sudden attack made Shirahara Ginji's pupils shrink suddenly.

There is nothing wrong with the footwork, body position, timing and angle of the "Macaque Mask".

If someone who doesn't know martial arts or is not good at skills is allowed to pick him up, it will definitely end in the head.

Shirahara Ginji has fairly decent attainments in swordsmanship. Although his mind has become dull due to drunkenness, the "martial arts memory" stored in his muscles is not easily affected by alcohol.

He rolled like a donkey, and dodged backwards.

Although he managed to save his head...but his left shoulder was still accidentally scratched by the tip of the "Macaque Mask".

The blood dripping from the wound instantly soaked most of Bai Yuan Yinci's body red.

The severe pain caused Bai Yuan Yinci to sober up instantly.

Who are these people? ! Why did you suddenly attack me? !

Thick horror enveloped Shirahara Ginji.

Although the feeling of fear is very strong, the emotion that first occupies Shirahara Ginji's entire mind and heart is the desire to survive.

There were 4 people on the other side, and I was alone on my side, with an injury to my left shoulder... Bai Yuan Yinji made a decisive decision: run away!

The first moment he turned to run away, he wanted to shout loudly to wake up the residents living nearby.

As long as they can make the commotion louder and attract as many passers-by as possible, these mysterious people might retreat voluntarily for fear of revealing their identities.

However, as soon as Bai Yuan Yinci opened his mouth, he was shocked to find that he had lost the ability to speak.

A strong sense of numbness clings to his lips and throat... Apart from moans that only he can hear clearly, he can't make any sound.

The "Macaque Mask" Knife... Poisonous!

Not only did he rush forward to give him a fatal blow without saying hello, but he also put poison on the knife... These people are determined to kill him!

Da da da da da...

Bai Yuan Yinji only felt the sound of footsteps approaching from behind him.

Bai Yuan Yinci, who didn't even dare to turn his head back, just felt that this moment was the fastest and hardest running he had ever done in his life.

Finally—a faint "dawn" appeared ahead... It was outside the alley!

Bai Yuan Yinji rushed out of the alley in one breath and came to the spacious avenue outside the alley, and ran to the nearest private house without hesitation.

He wanted to wake up the door of this private house and ask for help from the people in this house... Anyone is welcome, anyone can! Even if only one beggar appeared before his eyes, it would bring him a great sense of peace of mind!

From the entrance of the alley to the nearest private house... there are about 6 or 7 steps away.

It's just a short distance away, but it's like a moat.

"You run pretty fast..."

A faint low voice exploded in Bai Yuan Yinci's ears.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yuan Yinci felt the clothes at the back of his neck being grabbed by a large iron tongs.

Before his body had time to start struggling, he felt as if a cow had hit his stomach. The severe pain made Bai Yuan Yinji not to mention struggling, and his consciousness was almost interrupted.

With his last bit of strength, he squinted and looked back—the person who grabbed his back collar and kicked him hard in the stomach was the young man wearing the brown bear mask.

"Mr. Ebina, Mr. Ichinose." "Brown Bear Mask" turned his face, and asked the three people who came after him, "Do you want to kill this dog thief right here?"

"No. Not in this place." "Black Cat Mask" said, "This place is still too conspicuous... Take him to a place where no one is there."

"yes."

The "Brown Bear Mask" nodded vigorously, dragging Bai Yuan Yinci like a dead dog.

Shirahara Ginji, who had just escaped from the alley, was once again engulfed by the shadows in the alley...

The four masked men dragged Shirahara Ginji to an uninhabited river bank and threw him to the ground.

"You...you...who are...?"

Shirahara Ginji, who felt the numbness of his lips and tongue slightly relieved, was finally able to articulate a well-formed sentence.

"Are you... are you... people with lofty ideals...?"

A group that kills people for no reason... The first thing Shirahara Ginji thought of was the group of "resisting barbarians" with extremely extreme methods!

"I... I have never... never... had any... dealings with barbarians... my family...never use...any barbarian...things...you guys...are you...finding the wrong thing? I'm dead...? I'm...Shirahara Ginji...Temple Inspector...under my command...Xiao Jianshi..."

Bai Yuan Yinci begged for mercy, because she was too scared, and tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably.

But all he got in exchange was a disdainful sneer from "Brown Bear Mask".

"Cut...'Scholars of Barbarians'...don't confuse us with those lunatics. Shirahara Ginji, the person we are looking for is you."

After finishing speaking, "Brown Bear Mask" took out a sickle from the back waist.

"We are the 'dead spirits of Osaka', people who obey Mr. Oshio's will."

Shirahara Ginji's eyes opened wide at the moment "Brown Bear Mask" was spoken, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Big...salt...?"

Puchi!

No more words... "Brown Bear Mask" raised the sickle high, and then swung it down heavily...

...

...

Edo, somewhere—

Obviously his feet are firmly on the ground... But Qingdeng has the illusion that he is floating in mid-air.

After hearing Sanazi say "thank you" to Qingdeng with a dreamy expression, Qingdeng felt that all his emotions and all his mind had been exhausted tonight.

Tonight's fireworks show has come to a successful conclusion.

From the moment they left the venue to when they parted from each other, Qingdeng and Sanako didn't have any special interaction.

Walking home peacefully...saying goodbye peacefully.

"Miss Sanako, go home early." Qingdeng said to Sanako who returned the rented bathrobe to the Wufu shop and changed into the kendo uniform again.

"Hmm..." Sana nodded slightly.

Qingdeng: "..."

Sanako: "..."

After that, the two of them didn't make much noise.

After saying "see you later", the two separated and set foot on their respective ways home.

Although the final farewell tonight was a bit dull...but Qingdeng didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Because in this "plainness", there is a strange "sense of peace" hidden.

This sense of reassurance made the corners of Qingdeng's mouth uncontrollably upturned slightly.

Qingdeng thought: Zuo Nazi must have felt the same way—after all, like Qingdeng, she had always had a faint smile on her face since the fireworks show was not over.

call……

From the southeast came a sticky wind full of summer flavors.

It was clear that the night sky just now was clear, but now the sky suddenly turned gloomy.

A few dark clouds like gauze covered Xiaohui.

Although the field of vision has deteriorated a lot with the sudden darkening of the night sky, for Qingdeng who has the talent of "cat's eye", it doesn't matter whether the sky is bright or dark, and it doesn't affect his vision.

Hurrying along at a leisurely pace, Qingdeng passed through a bustling city that was particularly popular during the day, and came to a deserted neighborhood that he had to pass through if he wanted to go back to the examination hall.

Qingdeng continued to walk forward as usual.

However, at this moment——

Pooh...

A small abnormal sound came into Qingdeng's ears suddenly.

The voice is very soft... If there is no "Wind Senser", then Qingdeng will definitely miss it.

Qingdeng frowned, followed the sound and turned his face, staring deeply at the street in front of the right, and staring at the direction from which the series of strange noises came from.

This kind of voice...Qingdeng can't hear it wrong.

It was a voice he was very familiar with.

This is the sound of human flesh and bones being cut by a sharp knife...

Hearing this kind of sound on the streets of Edo shrouded in night... is not such a surprising thing.

Reminiscent of the fact that there are still some remnants of the barbarian group still lingering...Qingdeng turned around without too much hesitation and quickened his pace, chasing in the direction of the voice.

The shadows cast by the moonlight on the ground, as well as the houses on both sides of the street... one by one, one by one, quickly passed by Qingdeng's side.

In a blink of an eye, a secluded river bank appeared in front of Qingdeng.

From a distance, Qingdeng could see 4 vague figures standing on the river bank.

After getting closer at an equal distance, Qingdeng saw the appearance of these 4 figures clearly—these 4 people were 2 middle-aged people and 2 young people, and they all wore a mask on their faces and only a pair of them were exposed. Eye mask.

Among them lay a... no, it should be said that there was a corpse with a big belly!

The death of the corpse was terrible, it was a knife in the forehead.

Judging from his appearance, he should have died not long ago, and the blood gurgling from his wound stained his entire face beyond recognition.

The footsteps of Qingdeng's arrival naturally attracted the eyes and attention of the four masked men.

After seeing who it was, the eyes of these four people instantly glowed with surprise.

"...Who are you?" Qingdeng asked in a deep voice, while lowering the center of gravity of his body, he raised his hand to press the handle of the ghost-fixing knife, "You... are the ones who want to fight against barbarians?"

The relationship with the barbarian group has long been a life-and-death relationship, but he always hopes that the remnants of the barbarian group will come to justice as soon as possible.

Qingdeng has heard that the remnants of the Barbarian Group are still making trouble everywhere.

He came here in such a hurry just to confirm whether the remnants of the barbarian group had reappeared.

Among the masked men, the middle-aged man wearing a ghost mask...that is, Ichinose murmured, "There is an unexpected guest..."

As soon as Ichinose finished speaking, Ebina who was standing beside her raised her outstretched hands high.

"Your Excellency, King Ren, don't get me wrong. We are not people with lofty ideals against barbarians, let alone a group of barbarians."

Qingdeng's brows didn't loosen because of Ebina's words... On the contrary, they frowned even tighter.

Before Qingdeng had time to continue speaking... the young man wearing the brown bear mask let out a strange laugh.

"Oh, oh... are you Nioh? Hmm... Just like the rumors, you are a young warrior whose appearance and figure are far from the 'Statue of Nioh' in Buddhist temples."

Crash la la la...

While talking, "Brown Bear Mask" stretched his right hand to the back of his waist and took out a lock sickle.

"Hey, Akutsu." Ichinose frowned and said quickly, "What do you want to do?"

The young man called "Akutsu" responded in a cheerful tone:

"It's nothing, I just feel that since we are destined to meet tonight... why don't we take this opportunity to test the strength of the famous King Ren!"

After finishing speaking, Ajiujin violently shook off the sickle in his hand, and the copper that was as big as a baby's fist drew a straight black line and flew straight to Qingdeng's head!

Clang!

Sword out!

The next moment he saw Ajiujin suddenly attacking him, Qing Deng immediately drew his sword in his hand. With a sound of "pong", Fentong was sent flying with a sword.

"Hey..." Ajiujin let out a low laugh, and then pulled the chain, and the copper that was falling towards the ground flew back to his hand as if it had been equipped with a remote control device.

"Hey, Akutsu." Ebina's voice was low, "Don't do unnecessary things, it's time to withdraw."

"I'll just have a few tricks with King Ni. Just a few tricks." Akutsu held the sickle in his left hand and the copper chain in his right, and swung the copper like a windmill, "Mr. Ebina, I also know ...you should also really want to know what King Nio's true abilities are, right?"

"..." Ebina suddenly stopped talking.

Taking advantage of Ebina's silence, Ajiujin spread his feet and swung the fentong faster and more powerfully.

"King Ni...I'm on it!"

call--!

The cylindrical black sub-copper quickly approached Qingdeng again!

——Scythe lock technique...

The loose mood that had just returned from the fireworks display dissipated quickly.

Instead, it is the dignified emotion of entering the "gathering" and fighting state!

The so-called lock sickle is a strange weapon developed from the farm implement sickle.

It is formed by connecting the bottom of the handle of the sickle to a chain with a metal weight attached to the end. That metal weight is called a "branch".

Because of its small size and easy hiding, it can be chopped or smashed, and it can be used for close combat or long-distance attack, so it has been one of the favorite weapons of ninjas since ancient times.

It was the first time for Qingdeng to encounter this martial art which has been admired for a long time... He suddenly realized that he really had many "firsts" today.

For the first time in the morning, I will fight with the master of the naginata (Sanako), and for the first time in the evening, I will fight against the mysterious warrior who uses the lock sickle technique.

Because he didn't know much about the fighting style of the lock sickle technique, Qingdeng first adopted a conservative style of play.

He swung his sword from bottom to top, swung his sword again and knocked away the copper that Ajiujin threw at him.

Fentong wobbled and flew into the sky... Ajiujin unhurriedly tugged at the chain lightly, and while taking back Fentong, he switched to attacking Qingdeng with a sickle.

The same way of attack - throwing the sickle heavily, flying towards Qingdeng.

The difference in the shape of the object makes the flight trajectory of the sickle very different from that of the copper.

The sharp sickle slices through the air.

If he was hit, there would be a lot of big cuts in Qingdeng's neck and chest.

Standing and being beaten like this all the time is neither Qingdeng's fighting style nor the way to win.

So this time, Qingdeng took the initiative to stride forward. Dodge the scythe and try to get close to Akutsu.

At this time, Ajiujin's face hidden under the mask... had a meaningful smile.

Hurrah!

The chain jerked violently.

Ajiujin transmitted a special strength and skill into the iron chain in his hand.

In an instant, because of Qingdeng's forward charge, the scythe landed behind Qingdeng, Tang suddenly changed direction and made a 180-degree turn!

The sickle, which was pulled back violently, went straight to the back of Qingdeng's heart.

At the same time, Ajiujin threw out the copper in his hand and hit Qingdeng directly in the face.

Sickles and Fentong attacked one after the other!

Qingdeng, who was under attack from both sides, couldn't care about counterattacking for the time being.

He rolled to the left and got out of the original running path.

Qingdeng's active dodge put Sickle and Fentong, who had lost their attack targets and were heading towards each other, into a predicament of "frankly meeting each other" and colliding with each other in mid-air.

However, Ajiujin once again shook the iron chain in his hand with a unique skill.

Immediately afterwards, the two weapons flew back to Ajiujin's hands in an arc, like pets with life at both ends that would strictly obey the owner's orders.

The skin of the palm just touched the cold handle of the sickle, and the next moment, it was thrown out again...

Qingdeng had the feeling that he was in a battle with Erdao Style swordsmanship.

The sickle and the copper are Ajiujin's double knives, and the two weapons uninterruptedly launched continuous attacks.

As soon as the sickle passed, Fentong flew over immediately; as soon as he hit Fentong, the sickle flashed coldly and opened its teeth and claws at Qingdeng again.

It's okay to attack violently, the most difficult thing is that the "hands" are also good.

The iron chain in Ajiujin's hand was at least 5 meters long.

In other words, his furthest attack distance is about 5 meters...much longer than ordinary naginata and spears.

Judging from Ajiujin's actions, it is not difficult to see that this person is also a person who has been battle-hardened and has rich combat experience.

He maintained a high sensitivity to "distance" throughout the whole process, and never gave Qingdeng any chance to get close to him.

As long as Qingdeng made any attempt to get close to him, he would immediately retreat or force Qingdeng back with a sickle or copper.

Qingdeng, who was very unfamiliar with weapons like the lock sickle, often had difficulty distinguishing whether the next weapon attacking him was a sickle or a fentong.

It is quite difficult to dodge the alternate attacks of these two weapons. Because the sickle and the copper are in Ajiujin's hands, they fit together seamlessly, and there is no fault at all—at least Qingdeng can't find any faults.

At first glance, the battle situation - Akutsu, who has two major advantages, "the attack distance is wider than Qingdeng" and "Qingdeng is not familiar with the attack method of the scythe", has already gained the upper hand.

But Qingdeng was not in a hurry or impatient about this.

One is to have confidence in one's own strength.

Although he is far from saying that he is invincible...but the self-confidence forged by countless victories in life-and-death battles gives Qingdeng the determination to break through no matter what kind of difficult battle situation he encounters.

Secondly, the system in his body has also verified that the enemy in front of him is not that scary.

Because "Gudan" didn't activate!

——The "hand" has no parents...it's nothing.

——mainly that sickle and that piece of copper are a big trouble...

These two weapons, which can fly from any direction and any angle, are the main reason why Qingdeng has been unable to get close to Ajiujin for so long.

In order to defend against these two troublesome things flying around, Qing Deng spent a lot of energy and mind.

——Since that's the case...

After thinking for a while, Qingdeng silently handed Ding Guishen to his right hand, and put his free left hand on the handle of the seldom-used Wakizasa knife——

bass!

Two swords, one long and one short, complement each other in Qingdeng's palms!

"Dual-knife style?" Ajiujin made a startled voice.

The eyes of Ichinose, Ebina, and the young man wearing a "macaque mask" who were watching the battle also flashed in surprise at this time.

"King Ni." Ajiujin asked while shaking the copper in his hand vigorously, "Did you still use two swords?"

"..." Qingdeng ignored Ajiujin's inquiry.

There is no need to answer this kind of question to unknown people with unknown origins.

Let the opponent not know the details of their own - this is also a tactic!

Seeing that Qingdeng ignored him, Ajiujin grinned.

Crash la la la la!

The sound of the iron chain swinging loudly resounded again.

But at this moment, Ajiujin discovered in confusion: Qingdeng's style of play suddenly became conservative.

No longer keep waiting for an opportunity to get close to him.

He didn't raise his knife much to defend against his attacks.

Just standing there, dodging only by footwork.

Although Ajiujin was puzzled, he had never heard of the movements in his hands.

One click... and another!

The scythe and the centipede, flying around like two raptors, repeatedly disrupt the surrounding atmosphere with dizzying attack frequencies and lightning-like attack speeds.

Just at this time.

At the moment when Fentong, who was drawing an arc and bullying forward from above, was about to hit Qingdeng's chest with a flash of lightning...Qingdeng's left hand, which had been hanging down from the lower stance, suddenly lifted up!

He didn't use the blade to knock the copper into the air.

Instead, use the back of the knife to cling to the iron chain connecting the copper!

Bang!

Qingdeng one block, one volume. Flicking his left wrist flexibly, he wrapped the iron chain of copper around Wakizashi's blade tightly!

In the next moment, he managed to wrap his left hand around Qingdeng tightly, and kicked his hind legs like a long-endured and hungry beast.

Because the strength of the start was too great, Qingdeng's hind foot directly shoveled a large piece of mud under his feet.

Qingdeng who "catapulted to start"... rushed straight to Ajiujin who had only one sickle left!

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